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Things had relaxed at Marta's house. Her parents accepted her exotic dancing and understood her reluctance being an escort and shared everyone's anger and blame of Georgy. Being about the same age, Leo and Marianne hit it off immediately, sharing thoughts of high school so recently ended and dreams of the future, mostly Leo's. The ambitiousness and excitement Leo revealed infected Marianne. The confidence thrilled her. And she could tell he was nice.

"I have a plan," L declared during desert, another delicious strudel. Simultaneously Marta's phone rang. She darted to it.

"I have a plan," said George Jr. sotto voce. He had to identify himself.

"Hold on a second L," said Marta. "Go ahead."

"We had a meeting with Steve and Joe's brother Roger and a rave organizer. Roger tracked the guy via Facebook and he agreed to meet. We sampled Roger's ... uh ... product and the organizer liked it. He liked Roger's ideas about expanding the potential customers and defending against busts. I told them I could prevent busts altogether and get more front money. The organizer got frightened when I admitted my father's name. Roger used this to basically take over the business. The next evening I met with Dad, showing him a business plan created by Roger suggesting profits and costs, promoting an encouraging enterprise. Like I hoped he called Lefty.

"Let me try to explain Lefty. A rat comes to mind. He's skinny and small and evil. And he likes boys. Steve's got gadar if you know what I mean and when Lefty met him after a school play in the company of my dad, Steve sensed the lust. Not that he'd need an extra sense the way the rat stared. I figured my father knew and would assign Lefty because he'd enjoy the company he'd keep. I told father I figured the guy for a fag and wondered why he kept him. 'He gets the job done, ' said Father. He said nothing else but I knew the slimeball killed people. I almost vomited the glee he showed. I never witnessed his sadism and almost doubted your view of it until that moment.

"Anyway we met with Lefty last night. He couldn't keep his eyes off Steve. Lefty turned out to be as clever as he was creepy and cruel. He had helped Dad dispatch an associate and had acquired a large warehouse because of it. 'Owed a lot, paid in full, ' explained Lefty. We figured it out.

"Lefty wanted information on Roger's supplier. Roger admitted not being on the best of terms with the person and Lefty assured us he could fix that. Roger asked if Lefty knew of other suppliers and Lefty shook his head. My father never involved himself in those supplies, too petty I guess. Roger and the organizer left to examine the warehouse space with the rat."

"So what's the plan?" asked Marta.

"Lefty propositioned Steve. I thought we could bust him with an under aged boy committing sodomy and surrounded by supplies. We could get him to talk."

"What does Steve think?"

"He's ... kind of intrigued by the intrigue. He put the sleazebag off despite a generous offer. Though discouraged, Lefty let Steve wait. The creep looked humbled and weak in Steve's presence. I think he might be a submissive."

"Interesting. Scary but interesting."

"Yeah."

"Tell me how this makes you feel."

"The minute I saw the gleam in my father's sadistic eye and imagined him abusing you like you weren't human, I knew I wanted this."

"What about reprisals. Who is going to take the fall?"

"Lefty if he turns and maybe even if he doesn't. And the supplier?"

"We might have another plan in the works. I'll get back to you. And thanks."

"For what?"

"Taking my side."

"I like you Marta."

"I like you too. I hope somehow we can stay friends."

"Me too."

Marta smiled and sniffled looking down at the silenced phone. She placed it back in her purse and returned to the table.

"What was that about?" asked L.

"Unexpected new friends. Another plan." She took Joe's hand and kissed him on the cheek. "Let's hear yours."

Just as convoluted as George Jr.'s plan, L's involved the three escorts at the table ("I would have had to hire out and paid the girl a lot of Marta's money," said L to Marianne. "If you're willing, I'd trust you a lot more than some stranger." "Definitely," Marianne agreed.). Bringing in the Milwaukee mobsters as a counterpunch to Georgy's threat unsettled everyone.

Marta drove Mary and Joe back to Chicago that night. Joe curled up in the back seat and slept through much of the trip.

L remained behind, renting a cheap hotel room for the week on Marta's dime to further her investigation of the target boss in Milwaukee.

Marianne shared Leo's bed in the basement, giving him a memorable night of sucking and fucking into exhaustion. The next day she called Joe. "I'm on the train to Chicago," she explained.

"Why?"

"I'm willing to be girlfriend number three."

"What about Leo?"

"I don't love him. He's nice, but I could see in his eyes he considered me a one night whore."

"You got along."

"That's what I do, Joe. Please?"

He gave her Marta's number. Marta gave her directions to her and Mary's apartment.

"I'm sorry," Marianne muttered on the edge of crying.

"I'm not jealous. We'll figure it out. Have you done any exotic dancing?"

"No."

"We'll go shopping. I'll give you pointers. I think you'll be a natural. Then I'll bring you to the club to audition."

"Thanks Marta. You're an angel."

"My roommates the angel. She's Angelique."

"I thought..."

"It's her nom de guerre, her AKA."

"Of course. Yours?"

"Sexy Sadie."

"That's a..."

"The Beatles. You are young."

"Don't let anybody know," said Marianne. They laughed and felt comfortable with each other. "Is she there?"

"She and Joe's brother are fucking up a storm."

"I thought she liked women?"

"Apparently things have changed. But it's more what Roger wants still. Unfortunately he wants it a lot."

"I don't blame him. She's fucking sexy as shit."

"I know. He's a good cunt licker and a better masseur so she gets some back."

"Good for her."

A busy day, as soon as Marianne arrived at the apartment, Marta and Mary took her shopping. They would have introduced Roger but he slept, overly sated, having spent most of the night negotiating with Lefty and when he got home at 4 am making love to a very horny Mary, napping a couple hours and making love again.

They got a new phone for her escort work and a couple outfits for dancing. The Miata proved a tight fit for the three of them, but Marianne thought it cute.

"It's yours," said Marta.

"Really?"

"Joe said you did call girl work to buy a car."

"I wanted an escape. Nate would have caught me if I took off on a train or bus. I needed a car and some nest cash."

"Are you worried about him now?"

"I think he got the message."

"Are you sure? What about Joe's cell?"

"He never got a chance to collect the number."

"What do you mean?"

"He's got a list of johns. He would have added Joe's later. I never gave him the phone."

"What about the other phone?"

"What other phone?"

"The one that hides its number."

"Oh."

"Shit."

Marianne laughed. "I erased it."

"You bitch," said Marta.

"Hey I'm..." began Mary.

"You have competition Miss Contrary. So why did you..."

"I ... didn't want him to have it," shrugged Marianne. "I've known Nate all my life. I don't think I ever trusted him. I didn't trust him with Joe's number."

"Has that ever happened before?"

"No. I..."

" ... love Joe."

"Yeah."

"But how could you know it might be a danger?"

"He wanted to talk. Joe wanted to meet with you and Mary. I had a date set, a date I knew I wanted no part of. I knew Nate would never allow me to meet with Joe. It seemed time to escape."

"When?"

"As soon as Nate gave me his phone to assure the date for the assholes had been set, I found Joe's number and erased it. It kind of scared me. I thought Nate might catch me. I smiled my smile and he didn't notice. Anyway, about the car..."

"I'll transfer it to you. You pay the rest of the payments and ... two thousand? That's how much I put down."

Marianne pulled out a fist full of hundreds and peeled off twenty.

"Uhm ... Let's get you to a bank," said Marta.

"What about the loan? I have no credit history. How much is left?"

"Probably a little over ten thousand."

"Oh."

"I'll call and see if I can vouch for you. If not, I'll keep the loan and you can pay it."

"Cool."

"What would you rather be doing?" asked Mary.

"I don't know. I thought something I could use my schmoozing. I put people at ease real easily."

"Joe's a lawyer," suggested Marta.

"I don't even have a high school diploma."

"I don't either," admitted Mary.

"No way. You're smart."

"The street and books, honey. L wants to help me get my GED. You can join us."

"I thought you wanted to be private with her."

"While we're busy making love, you can work ahead of me."

"Sounds like fun," Marianne smiled.

"Studying?"

"I liked school."

"A girl after my own heart," Mary commented wryly.

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The Art of Reproduction By Cal Y. Pygia I like penises. More specifically, I like circumcised penises. And I like balls, big or small. I prefer scrotums that, when they rise, high and tight, are smooth, although they may be wrinkled when relaxed. I like asses, too, especially feminine asses. Men's asses, to be attractive to me, must be sleek, compact, and firm. I like medium- to small-size tits and dislike large, floppy mammary glands with big, protruding nipples. I don't...

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Creative Chamber Part One

A life of curves presents the slow reveal, that often pays grand dividends at the end! This much I’ve learned. Patience can be a virtue sometimes. ‘Shackled’, ‘caged’, ‘suppressed liberation’, ‘aching for release’, all some of my favorite expressions of late, to describe my ‘sensual’ reality up to date… but I’m ‘married’. Yes ‘married’, if that’s what you want to call it, living this damn cloistered life, which in my mind does not constitute a REAL marriage. Hey… I didn’t sign on for this,...

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My wife is a very creative and kinky woman

She was hoping he would notice, was afraid he would. She looked down at the tips of her nipples clearly protruding through her tight silk shirt, noting the round circles pushing out of the fabric that fairly shouted “PIERCING”. “Good girls dont get their nipples pierced,” she said out loud. To herself she thought, “Since when have I been a good girl?” she mused, when she was thirteen and slipped her tongue into her best friends mouth when made to kiss her...

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Creative Writing

Amy knew Steve’s face pretty well, in a “small town” kind of way.   This wasn’t unusual, having lived there all of her life she recognized most of the town’s residents by sight and knew Steve from before High School, where he was a year ahead of her.   It wasn’t like they stopped and talked across shopping carts for hours at the grocery store, more that Steve was “just a guy” who seemed to be around—someone she always enjoyed exchanging a friendly smile with him at the gas station or the post...

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Creative Chamber III

Ahh yes… the ‘straight’… the ‘curves’… the thrill of anticipation, the not knowing what to expect on that ‘other side’… it’s just the best. Pistons pumping, throttle open, the pounding in the ear… riding on the edge… oh yessss, she brought it all out in me. Hell, it was the same thrill I experienced on my Heritage (Harley). She could bring it, and my dear reader, this Irish devil was more than ready to receive. As I approached her ‘cabin’ in the woods, racing from one curve to the next – –...

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Creative Chamber IV

To put it mildly, she was smoking hot! His eyes feasted on her Seven Till Midnight paisley bustier corset and thong, all black… and all his! She was smoldering and his cock immediately lurched, pulsed, oozed a luxurious pre-cum elixir. He thought back to his earlier visit when he sat alone by the fireplace and had glanced down on the coffee table to see an arrangement of some of her reading material. There were Victoria Secret catalogs, various women’s clothing magazines, some house decorum...

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My Creative Writing Journal ldquoxHamster sex conte

xHamster was throwing a contest for all the young women who had impregnation blogs. The object of this contest was to find three (3) men who would be willing to have unprotected sex with the risk of impregnating her. The rules were extensive. 1) All three men had to live in another state. Which means I had to find three men who were NOT in the state of California. 2) One of the men had to married. Another man had to be Divorced. And another had to be widowed. 3) They all had to have had sex...

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Creative Chamber III

Ahh yes… the "straight"… the "curves"… the thrill of anticipation, the not knowing what to expect on that "other side"… it's just the best. Pistons pumping, throttle open, the pounding in the ear… riding on the edge… oh yessss, she brought it all out in me. Hell, it was the same thrill I experienced on my Heritage (Harley). She could bring it, and my dear reader, this Irish devil was more than ready to receive. As I approached her "cabin" in the woods, racing from one curve to the next - - wink...

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Fun Fantasy Game Enjoy Be Creative

If you could be the hottest shemale that ever walked the earth for one day what would you do ? Im talking*5'7 *Beautiful Face, somewhat of Megan Fox or Lacey Chabert *Pretty green eyes*Nice lips*Nice smile & white baby teeth*140 lbs*Very feminine voice*Small girly hands & feet*Long Hair (Brunette) *About one shade darker than Pale skin*Nice tight butt*Boobs with no visible surgery scars *And a small penis, just small enough for you to wear bikinis on the beachOf course I want to hear...

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Creative Submissions

Coughing from the dust as the brunette picked up a box from the Attic, takingit down...for the movers to move into her new apartment. Her emerald eyes sparkledas she glanced around...before she got into Her car...slowly noticing somethingin her small tote bag...a book. It was called Cruel Submissions: Finding outwho you truly are" slowly she started to flip the pages...opening to seea submissive female on the first page...a drawing "In a Land far away...thereis a place that shows who are the...

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Creative fucking

Hello to all ISS readers. This is your one and only JJ. I had received tremendous feedback from you for my previous submissions, am totally delighted. Many of the readers have got in touch with me thru my personal mail id and have requested to keep posting more and more. One of the females who went thru the last submission GODDESS OF LOVE sent me her feedback and as a courtesy I had thanked her suddenly we exchanging mails and became very good friends. We chatted & chatted a couple of days back...

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Creative Uses for a Washing Machine

Scene: simple apartment. We see a college-aged blonde with a very cute face carrying a laundry basket to the washing room. She’s wearing a bulky sweatshirt and baggy jeans. She might be a little chubby — we just can’t tell. She loads the basket into the washer then takes off her top and puts it in the washer. She’s not wearing a bra.. We see she’s very slender with nice breasts. She puts the sweatpants and simple panties into the washer and starts it. She’s stunning to look at!She walks to the...

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Creative Interlude

Leaning forward, Alice tongued the tip of his cock, licking the drop of pre-cum that had formed there. Peter thought he would explode right there and then. He closed his eyes as her tongue ran down the length of his shaft and swirled around his balls. He couldn't wait for that hot, wet sensation when her mouth could close over his aching cock. Taking her time, Alice sucked on his balls, then moved her way back up his shaft. Then in a fluid motion she engulfed the length of his cock, sliding...

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Creative CompositionChapter 4 Trouble Ahead

I was beginning to dread Monday mornings. My stomach would churn with acid, as my brain convinced it that this would be the day of its last home-cooked meal. By 9:45 I was racked with trepidation, expecting a hand on my shoulder and looking up to find the burly vice-principal staring at me. Or even worse, looking at a pair of handcuffs being dangled in front of me by a police officer. Instead, there was only the noise of desks scraping on the floor, taunts from one side of the room to...

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Creative CompositionChapter 6 The First Night

I ate supper fairly quickly that night, although I didn't taste anything that went into my mouth. It was a mechanical process of chewing and swallowing; enjoyment simply didn't enter into it. My mind was completely focused on the piece of notepaper in my pocket, and I could feel the writing on it burning into my skin. I blamed my haste on extra homework, and the need to meet with a friend to consult on a joint project. I bolted from the house as soon as I could justify leaving, with a...

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Creative CompositionChapter 7 The Morning after the Night Before

I walked into her classroom just before the bell rang the next morning. My stomach was twisted into knots, and I had debated not showing up at all. I finally decided that only a coward would not show his face after the evening we had spent, and I once again heard my father's voice telling me to act like a man. Once everyone was settled, she started discussing elements of the evolution of writing styles, and wandered randomly though the desks as she spoke. This was her normal teaching style,...

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Creative CompositionChapter 8 All Things Must End

For the next month we saw each other as often as we could, always within the safety of her house. Being young and foolish, I of course was willing to risk everything to be with her more often. I fantasized about having a quickie in one of the locker rooms, or getting a blowjob between classes, but in the deep recesses of my brain I knew it couldn't be like that. We did talk about such things, and she confessed to having similar fantasies, but was much quicker to point out how it could never...

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Creative CompositionChapter 9 Somewhere Out There

About ten years after high school, I was on a book tour that took me back to my old home town. Coincidentally, there was a reunion being held, and I told my agent to clear my signing schedule so that I could drop in for the opening night mixer. The gym smelled as badly as it always had, a mix of old sweat, dirty sneakers, and something else that we always said was a body under the floorboards—some poor freshman who had never been able to climb the rope. I picked up a badge at the reception...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 2

As Allison crawled into bed, the hallways were still teaming with activity. Even so, she could barely manage to keep her eyes open. She turned off the reading lamp clamped to her bed frame, and then snuggled into the cool sheets. Allison was out as quickly as her reading lamp was. The sound of a key turning in the lock of the room's door pulled Allison out of her deep slumber. She wasn't used to the sounds in her new home much less those of a roommate. Finally, the door opened, letting in...

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Campus Capers ENGL 369 Creative WritingChapter 5

"Just a bad dream..." Allison responded half-heartedly with a lack of conviction that was painfully obvious. Kaija rolled her eyes in disbelief. "That must've been one hell of a scary dream," she speculated. "What happened anyway?" Allison shrugged to buy some time before she answered. "It was about school." She eased into her explanation tentatively as if waiting to see if Kaija was going to buy it. When she heard no objections, she continued. "I was flunking this one class that...

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