Malan MothersChapter 21
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The DNA result for Margo had come, but it was decided to wait for the results for Esme and Ruth to be found; then all four children would be united with their mothers at the same time; no-one would be left out.
Jeannette was informed that the legal documents for the sale of the newspaper were completed, ready for signing, and she had to arrange payment to the Colony of the agreed sum. Her application for a company title deed for Nabarro Books to be registered was now complete, so she merely had to make it part of the publishing group that would own the newspaper and the book publisher. She had vague notions of a wider group of companies, but that time was not now.
As soon as she was free she took a walk to the apartment block where Ruth, Esme and Margo would be living. Margo had already moved with her children into one of the flats. She had been desperate to have space around her, instead of her and the two children sharing just one bedroom.
The ladies were delighted to see Jeannette, so that they could show her round the premises. They revealed that their shopping visits to the Lownie Stores were fantastic. The store told them that anything within reason that they needed would be paid for by the Colony for the first two weeks.
Jeannette pointed out to the others that could pay their own costs once they had access to their funds, and got them all to agree to repay the colony whenever they had the cash available.
Having done her good deed for the day, Jeannette walked back to Enid and Tom's house. She was wondering about this supposed fifth child.
Tom was wondering the same thing. It occurred to him that a Malan child brought up among humans would be unable to speak the Malan language. It probably spoke English, if its mother was an English speaker. The sad thing was that it would have no idea of its own Malan culture. It's culture would be solely that of its mother and her friends and associates. It would be stunted intellectually, he feared. Like any child with physical problems, it would have felt the penalty of being "different" in so many ways.
It may have been shunned by other children who had been told by their parents to avoid "that strange child", unlike the Malan children on Rehome who had been treated as honoured guests and brought up in sheltered surroundings, in a Malan environment, with Mother Narech speaking Malan to them from when they were babies. They also were not alone, which was important for self-esteem.
He felt for the poor child. Even if it was rescued, integrating it among its fellow Malans would be difficult, until it learned the Malan language. Learning a language is so much easier when you are very young, at least among humans, and he suspected the same was the case for Malans.
He decided to mention this to The Personalia, well in advance of getting the child to Rehome. When he phoned, he was gratified to discover that they had been aware of the situation.
"Thank you, Tom, for thinking about this matter. We realise that it is a problem we have to cope with. The child will need a lot of loving. If the mother can be persuaded to come along as well, that will ease the transition, but it is important for the child to be introduced to all aspects of its Malan heritage. We have instructed Mother Narech to prepare the other children for what to them will be almost a feral child. The new child will know nothing of Malan customs and social skills, making it very awkward among its fellow Malans. We are researching similar occasions among humans, in hopes that similar solutions can be found for the restitution of this child's Malan background, which it has so far missed entirely.
"We do not even know what experimental tests have been performed on the child, whom we are now certain is a girl. Earth scientists may have been running experiments to test her reasoning, adaptability, and reactions to environmental stimuli such as heat and cold. We regret that it has taken us nearly five years to discover her. We had not considered that Earth authorities could be so duplicitous. The humans, like you, that we have mostly dealt with, have been warm and welcoming to the Malans, and to other space-faring species; so we failed to suspect such underhand behaviour by people in power on Earth. We had evidence in your history for such behaviour, but we thought the people now in power would have risen about such despicable attitudes.
"We are currently making plans for recovery of our Malan charge. These plans may be altered, depending on the attitude of its birth mother. If her maternal feelings can over-ride her commitment to her military masters, that will be good, but if the military mindset takes control, that could be disastrous. Perhaps we should ask Diane Kempe for advice, as she experienced the military environment for many years."
Tom said farewell, leaving the problem in good "hands".
The Personalia almost immediately raised the question with Diane Kempe.
"Diane, the mother of the final Malan child is a First Lieutenant in the U.S. Air Force. She appears to have her Malan child in her own custody, so we expect that she has been given that responsibility by her military masters, probably since the child was born. What we do not start to understand, is her mental view of the child, vis-a-vis the military hierarchy. Is she going to be cooperative in our extraction of the child – which we most definitely will perform – or must we assume she will resist our efforts?"
Diane was pensive. "That involves a lot more than the military mindset. Much will depend on how she herself has been treated by her superior officers. Many officers are hidebound by regulations, protocols, and military custom, that they find it difficult to dealt with a female officer, never mind one with a child. That sort of background, as I do recall, makes a woman resentful of authority, even as she abides by it.
"If she is in that sort of situation, she will be amenable to persuasion, and if the rationale shows her that the best logical solution for her and her child is to leave, you will have her cooperation.
"On the other hand, if her superiors have been helpful and encouraging to her, she may feel a strong duty towards her service. In that scenario, she will take a lot of convincing.
"Then there is the matter of her Malan child. If she feels it has been well looked after, she will not want to relinquish her control; but if it has been harshly treated, either physically or mentally, she will be an angry woman, keen to see her child's tormentors get their come-uppance. I really need to speak to her myself, to make a judgment on these factors."
The Personalia offered, "Would it help to listen to our conversation with her yesterday? We posed as a legal firm seeking her as a beneficiary in a will by a great-grandfather."
"What? You tried that old scam? It is a wonder she listened to you at all!"
"We were aware of that possibility, so we prepared our background in depth. Everything we said could be checked and found to be accurate. The voice we used was that of a late teenage female clerk, employed as a researcher for a legal firm, in preparation for a senior Partner to come back to her later."
"Right. Play it back, and I will see what I make of it."
Diane listened patiently as the recording was played back. She listened particularly intently at certain points, but said not a word until it concluded.
"Thank you," she said to The Personalia. "That was interesting to hear. The woman sounds as if not everything in the garden is rosy. That is a step in the right direction, from our viewpoint. Do you think I could pretend to be one of the Partners?"
"That is indeed possible. We can see a scenario where you, as an American lawyer, married a Scottish lawyer, and took on his position with the firm after he died tragically young. That would make you the obvious person to deal with an American will, and so a valid reason for you to speak to her and suss her out."
"I can go for that. I just need to find out a bit more about Scottish law, so I don't get caught out. Can I phone her tomorrow?"
"Certainly. When would you like to make the call?"
"Around lunchtime, in England. Can you fix that?"
"Naturally. That would be around nine a m here. Will you be up?"
"I will. I still get up early, as I used to do in the army. My children now do the job of making sure I am up early."
"We shall phone her and arrange for that appointment. "Guinevere" will make the appointment for you."
Diane made the call, as Diane Spreull. She was able to get through easily, with her American accent paving the way. Esther Price answered.
"Price."
"Lieutenant Esther Price?"
"It is. First Lieutenant. Who are you?"
"Diane Spreull, of Balfour, Spreull, Brodie and Dundas, Edinburgh; Writers to the Signet."
"You have an American voice. I thought they were a Scottish firm."
"We are. My late husband was a Partner, before me. I switched to Scottish law when I married him, and after his unexpected demise from a heart attack I was offered the Partnership. The firm tends to sic any American cases my way, unsurprisingly."
"I understand. I gather my great-grandfather mentioned me in his will. That sounds a bit off, as I was born after he died!"
"You were not mentioned by name, as you surmised, Esther. Your father was named, along with a reference to any issue that he might have at a later date. I am told you are an only child, but my information may be incorrect. One of our unfortunate tasks is to clarify such unclear information.
"Scottish law is so helpful regarding wills, or testaments as they are known here. A holographic will is a testament testamentar, and an inheritance without a will is a testament dative. The proportions left to the spouse and children are written into law, so most helpful indeed. Will you please name your parents, so that I can confirm your identity as a beneficiary?
"Very well. My father was Ernest Price and my mother was Margaret Price, maiden surname Wright, and I am indeed an only child."
"Thank you. That agrees with what we have. As to a further generation, I understand that you are not married, but have a daughter. This is a daughter of your own flesh and not an adopted child?"
"She is. I gave birth to her."
"Because I deal with Scottish law, another factor may apply. If you live with a man as if you were married, Scottish law may regard that relationship as married. Can you make clear if that is the case?"
"I do not have a male partner. I do have a female partner, though."
"Unfortunate. As the UK law now stands, you have had the opportunity to marry that partner, but as you have not, she is not entitled to any part of the estate."
"Oh, dear. Pity. Perhaps I should mention that my daughter, who I gave birth to, does not have my genes. I was a surrogate mother. Does that alter her chance of inheritance?"
"It makes no difference. The law identifies a mother as the birth mother, without any mention of DNA evidence of parentage. Fatherhood is less clear in law. The birth mother remains the mother, unless she has passed that right to another person, such as a foster mother or adoptive mother. None of that applies if she remains with you. I presume she does."
"She does. She is a Malan."
"Good grief! A Malan? I did not think there was one on Earth. I can tell you that there are four in Rehome Colony. I was slightly involved in a legal matter concerning one of them. My understanding is that their birth mothers are also resident there."
"Esther Price, welcome to the planet and Colony of Rehome. I am Robert Kempe, Governor of this Colony, and you and your daughter – Jenny I think your name is, young lady?" and he smiled down at Jenny, "You and your daughter – and your friend - are the guests of the Colony. Before I take you up to meet some special people, this man has to ask Mummy and Charlie a few questions." He bent down to the level of Jenny and said softly, "Only grown-ups get asked these things, Jenny, and certainly...
"Esther? Diane Kempe. Thank you for your assistance with that little problem on Earth. The Personalia were pleased with your advice. It worked out very well." "Thank you, Mrs Kempe. I was glad to help. It was good to know that my past experience had some value in a positive sense. I hope my old unit can now work more effectively in future." "That, I am sure of, thanks to your advice and The Personalia's actions. It has proved to me that your presence within our organisation can be...
"Now, the mothers:" said Bob Kempe. "The first one was formerly in the RAF, and is now a resident here, preparing to go into business with a partner. The second one is a woman with two human children, and is here without her husband, deliberately so. The third lady we found running a moneylending business in an ethical manner, and she has turned her business over to an ex-army woman like herself, so she has relocated to Metropolis. The fourth lady is in limbo at present. She is here to...
She turned back to Enid. "Enid, allow me to present Esme Limbada, moneylender to the masses at Albany, Georgia. Esme, this is Enid Pfeiffer, wife of our Colony newspaper editor, Tom. Tom and Enid have been instrumental in this affair." "Come in, Esme. Come in and meet Jeannette and Margo. We are having a girls giggle session at the moment." She dragged Esme into the front room, where two more ladies had stood up to welcome her. "Girls, This is another of the same: Esme Limbada. Esme,...
"Freda, what is your husband doing with this girl? Is he intending to marry her?" "Eh? How would I know? I haven't spoken with him. I don't really want to know what he is up to with her." "Oh. I see. It was just that ... if he actually wanted to marry her, he would have to get your approval, wouldn't he?" "My approval? Don't be daft, Margo! Why would I consent to that? I haven't even divorced him yet." "Divorce? How do you mean, Freda?" "Well, I haven't got around to...
"I don't remember ever doing a stock check, Brenda. It has always been controlled by software, I am sure. Perhaps a physical stock check ought to be a priority for now?" Ruth gestured at her phone. "I have a list of all the items found in Metro Discounts which we suspect came from your business. In addition, I have a list of these same identifiers which we have traced to manufacturers on Earth. That data says they were all purchased by Lownie Stores, which is why we are so sure about...
Enid expounded, "No, you misunderstand. Mother Narech is a mechanoid, built by the Personalia to look and act as a Malan mother, to give the babies instruction in a nurturing environment as close to the Malan norm as possible. If you imagine a robot made to look like a person, that is Mother Narech. She is semi-autonomous; connected all the time to The Personalia, but able to act independently. She is a lovely person, I am told, so don't think "robot", think "person". "The children...
"Good grief, girl, no. You surely have heard about foreplay? Stand up and show yourself, still in bra and panties, and invite him to come and kiss you, to fondle you, to run his hands all over your body, and then let him take off your undies. Make it a pleasure for him; a few soft gasps of pleasure from you, real or simulated, would also help, my dear. Allow him to run his hands over your breasts, and your pussy – I assume you bathed this morning – and let him excite your clit with his...
Bob Kempe pondered for a moment, then said, "Our former UN diplomat, Ebenezer de la Torre, may have some advice on who we approach. Allow me to speak to him before I make any suggestion." "That is acceptable. Proceed." Bob quickly keyed his phone for the de la Tore number. The phone was answered by Euphemia. "Hello? De la Torre Enterprises. How may I assist you?" "This is Governor Kempe. Is Ebenezer available to talk?" "I will get him, Governor. He is pricing an order, but that...
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"Margo Ruiz?", said the voice on her phone. "Margo Aquino ... no you are right. Margo Ruiz. I no longer regard myself as married to that man." Thank you for identifying yourself. This is The Personalia. We think it is advisable that you transfer any financial assets to Rehome. Do you have any such assets that we can help you with?" "I have around a million dollars in US Treasury Bonds, registered in my name. I bought them through a broker five years ago, and I haven't touched...
"You ran your own business? I had the impression you worked for a bank on Earth!" "Not quite. I saved most of my pay during enlistment, so I had a basis for starting a business operation. I set myself up as a money-lender at reasonable rates, to be a benefit to the community I came from. I undercut all the commercial competition and became the lender of choice for practically everyone in the area. Once I could afford to branch out, I helped people to set up their own local businesses, and...
"We are The Personalia. We are contacting the mothers of Malan children. You gave birth to one about five years ago. We are offering to bring you to meet your child, in Rehome colony. The child would be interested to meet you." "Malan?" "Yes. The alien child you carried and birthed, but never saw." "How do you know about that? I never knew anything about my child." "We have access to much information; more than you might expect. There are records naming you as one of the mothers....
"That is so, Governor. Oh, I should mention that I have discussed my forthcoming marriage with the London University Vice-Chancellor by phone, and he understands that I could not commute to my job from another planet. He has accepted my resignation, and has waived the mandatory period of notice. I have to admit that I failed to mention to him that I have a new job lined up in the Colony. I thought that would be to much of a shock." "That was thoughtful, of you, Pro ... I mean, Jane. I...
Jeannette replied, "It is a compliment, actually, to find that someone thinks of me as a desirable woman. It doesn't happen often." Enid added, "Anyway, dear, you have my permission to ogle her. I get plenty of ogling from you, so she deserves a little attention. She is a nice woman." Tom was gobsmacked. Permission to admire another woman? This was unheard of. He wondered. "Enid, are you pregnant again?" "Why, Tom, how nice of you to notice! Yes, I am. How did you know?" "When...
"That lady who escorted you here – Ruth I think you said her name was; can she sign an affidavit that there was no such intent?" "I expect so. There were a group of ladies involved in getting me and the girls together. They called themselves Malan mothers." Mrs Mboya's eyebrows lifted. "Ah. So that is who that lady is; one of the five Malan mothers? Derek – what is your surname, boy?" "Dearden, ma'am." "Mr Dearden, you have struck lucky. These ladies recently became famous in...
He returned to the kitchen to report to Enid. He hoped his red face had calmed down. He entered and she looked at him querulously. "Yes, she said she would come." "And?" "What do you mean, 'And?'" "Did you kiss her goodnight?" "Yes." He said no more, but Enid was insistent. "Properly?" "Jeannette insisted. I tried to just do a gentle goodnight kiss, but she grabbed my head. God! I didn't mean to ... I just ... Sorry, Enid. I am messed up." "Fine." "What? How do...
The professor wanted to see the fish market and meet some fishermen, so Tom got permission from his boss – his wife - to escort her there and make the introductions. The market was simply an area next to the harbour, with a few stalls erected to protect the catches from the sunshine – on the days when it was sunny. Otherwise it was to shelter the fish from the drying winds from onshore. Tom explained that you had to time your visit correctly. If you arrived just as the fisherman came...
Esme rounded on her. "Marjory, girl, you have just GOT to tell us what that was all about! It sounded so weird, what you were saying, that we must know what the other end was. It sounded like your fella was on his knees!" Marjory started to tell her sad tale, about falling for her Derek, and making love with him, in the expectation that he was the love of her life and they would get married eventually. She had had a series of shocks. It was a shock to discover how unyielding her parents...
They concluded the call, then Esther opened her door again. The airman was leaning against the opposite wall, waiting for the phone. She offered the handset to him, saying, "Lawyers! They always want to do things the most complicated way. I am now told Jenny and I have to sign forms. I have told her that it will have to wait until I can travel again. Thanks for the phone, son." "You are welcome, ma'am. Lawyers get special treatment. I will wipe any record of the call, ma'am." Thank...
The US Army's Criminal Investigation Department was visited by a couple of sharp-suited gentlemen with official ID cards stating them as FBI agents. The Department staff, already prepared for any enquiries, let them in. "What can we do for the FBI, gentleman?" "We are looking for a Ruth Proctor. She appears to work for your department, though other records claim she was discharged from the army some time ago." The front man knew his task well. "Who did you say? Ruth...
He waited, then listened to a reply. "Right. Thank you. Please note that he is about to be arrested, so we don not want him leaving." He closed the call. "Thanks, Ruth, for reminding me. He will not be able to leave now. Now we just hav e to pick him up. Where will he be?" "This time of day? Probably heading out for his evening meal, either at home or in a restaurant. Do we know if he is married?" "The data we got for him does not mention any spouse, so presumably not," replied...
Fearn, if you would dispense the tea, and I pour the coffee, Nargo can assist with the milk jug. Right, girls?" Fearn and Nargo did a 'high five' and proceeded with their tasks, while the adults admired their dedication to these duties. As soon as the drinks were poured, Esme sent Nargo and Fearn to bring in the plates of scones, pancakes, and decorated cupcakes. Esme explained to her guests that while she had baked the scones last night, Fearn had done most of the pancakes and cupcakes...
"Good." Tom was emphatic about that. "We can talk with Enid before anything happens. She is my wife, and must have a full input into any such arrangement. Agreed?" She looked up with a small smile. "Agreed. I greatly admire Enid." They returned to Tom's office, where he had work to get dealt with. Jeannette thought she could work on her planning for the book publishing venture in his office. Tom's work would not distract her. Once she got absorbed in composing a document, she was...
"I expect you are correct. So that if the story appeared in your paper, that would be acceptable to the authorities here?" "Unfortunately, not so, lady. You would still be bound by the agreement you signed, as long as you remain within their boundaries." "Even though the events happened in the USA?" "I would expect that to be the case, Mrs Reagan. Anywhere on Earth, you are liable to be facing these restrictions. Most governments have reciprocal agreements over many similar matters....
He gave in to nature. "If you want, Jeannette." He moved his hands on to her body, moving them to her breasts above him, as she had lifted herself to facilitate her movement. She started grinding against him, putting pressure on her clitoris as she moved back and forth against him. Tom did his best to not seem too enthusiastic, but his body insisted in participating in the natural movement of a man and woman. He found himself grunting as he jerked up to speed up his plunging into...
"Indeed so, Margo. They are more reliable than any human I have met. They have a rigid sense of propriety, and stick to it. You may not realise it, but they are into big business on Earth, and are worth a fortune. For example, they run an audit service for most of the big companies, and are great at the job." Margo was suddenly interrupted by a store employee. "Pardon, ma'am, but you are causing a slight obstruction to other shoppers. Would you mind moving, please?" "Oh, sorry. I'll...
"Very well. You have a visitor visa for one month, renewable with a sponsor. Settler status merits permanent residence and a land grant." "Thank you." "You are welcome, ma'am." The man now turned to Tom with a smile of recognition. "Hi, Tom. Are you her escort?" "I am, Fred, for my sins. These two girls are her daughters: Anita is this one, and the baby is Carina." "Duly noted. Please escort them off the beach, Tom." "Come along, Margo. Hopefully someone is here to meet...
Margo looked up from encouraging Anita to feed herself. "Sure. Fine by me." Jeannette looked over from the sink, where she was washing breakfast dishes. "Visitors? Same ones as before?" "Yes. I think it could be interesting. You WILL stay for that, won't you, Jeannette?" Jeannette notice the tone, and replied. "Certainly. I shall be here. I can go to the bank afterwards." Margo looked up, keenness in her gaze. "The bank? Can I go with you, Jeannette? I have to arrange a change...
"I treat it as another small investment in the locale. That boy will probably turn into a businessman when he gets older. He knows where he can seek start-up capital, doesn't he?" "You mean he hangs around just to park your car for you?" "He has a cubbyhole in the foyer, and he sits and studies his school books, and does his homework there as well. That is part of the deal, so that he is educating himself. If he runs out of that material, he has a library card and can get something...
"Yes, I reckon I did say that." "You were quite correct in your analysis. The software did not have The Personalia identified as allies, so that the terms "alien" and "Personalia" set off the alarms. I have ordered a software upgrade, not just on this base, but everywhere that the same software is in use. Thank you again for your help with this, Colonel. Your restriction is of course immediately lifted." "Thank you, sir. I am most grateful for your quick attention to the...
He got back to Ian and told him what he had found. They decided that Dearden should be interviewed, smartish. They asked colleagues at Coventry to start with a preliminary interview, if he could be found at the university. He was located there, so the local police went and pulled him out of his class, and invited him, with some pressure, to the station for a recorded interview. He looked more puzzled than worried, at the start, but they refused to speak to him about possible accusations...
"I see. Then you should try Trevor Defreitas, CEO of Rehome Deliveries. He has recently become chairman of the Circle, so should know what's what, and where the bodies are buried." Taking that on board, Esme phoned Rehome Deliveries and asked for him, as Chair of Metropolis Business Circle. He was soon on the line. "What can we of the Business Circle do for you, Ma'am?" She said carefully, "We of the Bank of Rehome are considering a loan request from Mr Thomas Carson, a local...
"Miss Proctor, may I call you Ruth? I was under the apprehension that your talent lay in undercover situations. Your attire does not give that impression to me. Have you any explanation?" Ruth looked surprised. "Sorry, Madam. I was given to believe that this was a business meeting, to discuss a new task. I dressed accordingly. When it comes to my work, I will dress appropriately for that environment." "Ah. That is all right, then. I unfortunately assumed that this was your normal mode...
"Please explain what you mean by that, Esther." "If you can cause problems for his family members – brothers, cousins, parents, children, that will certainly impact on his effectiveness with his criminal activities. For example, if his children were being accused of unacceptable activities at school, they might be threatened with expulsion. He would be under pressure then. If a brother or sister was accused of stealing from their church funds, that would be effective. If any of his family...
"You may be right about us humans, but The Personalia have blossomed too. They have become more involved with Earth as time has gone on. They have adapted to capitalism with a vengeance. They own a number of business on Earth, and have almost entirely monopolised the audit sector of business: numbers are their forte, you see, and they have established a reputation for probity. I have heard rumours of them pursuing criminals and removing their stolen assets: much more effective than jailing...
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I woke up because of the movement in my bed. I took me a minute to remember that Ross had spent the night. We had stayed up late, drinking beer. As a senior in high school, I couldn’t handle too many. We split a six pack and pretty much crashed in my bed. I was in a deep sleep when his movement in my bed brought me to near wakefulness. What happened next got my full attention: his hand slid over to my crotch. I was all ready hard. I began to realize that he hadn’t just been restless. When we...
Fresh from the shower and squeaky clean from head toe. I call to let you know I’m almost there as you sneak away from work for an afternoon treat. Opening the door I see you in your skirt, white top, and sandals. I love that the spaghetti straps fall over your shoulders as I begin to kiss you before the door is even shut. The anticipation, and excitement building with each of us as we continue to kiss. Me pressing you against the door with my mouth and body. Your panties starting to moisten up...
(Not originally by me, just liked it enough to re-post. Don’t hate me for that.)Having just returned from another star-studded event in Beverly Hills, the women of the "Victorious" cast arrived back to Victoria Justice’s quaint two bedroom apartment in downtown Los Angeles. There they stumbled inside and collapsed to the sofa, and helped themselves to more alcohol before Elizabeth “Liz” Gillies suddenly produced a hefty joint."Whoa! Where did you get that?" Ariana Grande inquired."One of the...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Back when we were eighteen my cousin would want to play house, it was around the age when we were exploring our sexualities. She always wanted to play when we were alone, it didn't hit me for a little while that that was her way of flirting. We knew where babies came from and knew the basics of making a baby, so she wanted to incorporate that into playing house. It started out with us just rubbing our fully clothed bodies together acting like we were...
IncestCassandra Young has joined MyFace. Cassandra changed her info page. Cassandra added a photo and personal info. Cassandra and Rebecca Morris are now mates. Cassandra and David Greene are now mates. 37 more similar stories. Rebecca Morris Hey! I took your slate virginity. J You finally joined MyFace! How are things? 2nd December at 18:44 Cassandra scrawled on Rebecca's slate Sarah Young hi sis, love the pic. that top looks so cute on you. 2nd December at 20:04 Cassandra scrawled on...
It's amazing how hard it is to find a guy to really whip you – to get good welts to show across the back and bum, to whip with real rhythm, - at least 25 to the minute…to let themselves go and make themselves cum doing it…to make it all a delicious sexual pleasure…hot-bloodied and passionate….weird but wonderful.On some dreary so-called S&M website a group once attacked me for pointing out that whipping had everything to do with sex…..and if not, said I, then they should all go and join the...
Part II - Day 1 of Tournament Festivities as we get our first glimpse into the Sluttimay Tournament! (It is suggested you read part I for context and backstory). SlutSport - Part II The day had finally arrived. I could barely sleep the night before but I woke up feeling excited and more importantly ready. I was just finishing up my shower when I heard a knock on the door. I threw on some boxers still wet from the shower with no shirt on thinking it was my liason coming to get me...
Bambino sets his keys on the counter as he grabs his lunch for work, but his girlfriend Eliza Ibarra dances into the kitchen wearing just some lingerie and steals the keys. Bambino is already running late, so he struggles with Eliza to get the keys back. As his hand falls onto Eliza’s plump breast and she reaches up to plant a kiss on his lips, Bambino feels himself giving in. Eliza takes the opportunity to lead him to the bedroom. Bambino continues to fill his palms with Eliza’s...
xmoviesforyouIntroduction: A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy! Authors Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was...
When Linda and I finished telling June every thing we knew about Bill and Brenda and how Linda and I got started seeing each other, June said, "Since dad treats me the same way as he does mom as far as talking to him, I want to move away from him, so would it be okay for me to move in with you two till I find a place of my own?""I have no problem with it, and you can stay as long as you would like as far as I'm concerned. How do you feel about it mom?""Knowing Bill like I do, it would be a good...
About six years ago just before Christmas I went to a transvestite bar in the centre of Leeds after I had finished my act at a private party on the outskirts of the city. I was dressed in my sexiest outfit mini dress, suspenders, sheer stockings and 4-inch Fuck me hard stilettos, and my favourite long brown wig. I was fully made up with long false eyelashes and blue shadow, red painted finger nails, and dark red lipstick, pearl necklace and large chunky earrings. I looked quite stunning . I...
Truda - Fighting woman Varick - Protecting Ruler Harman - Man of the army Alan thankfully didn't have the out of body dreams this time but also he could feel that the exhaustion was severe. Trying to fight his way to the surface it was just too tiring. Lying down where he was he just relaxed feeling the energy that he needed slowly begin to build back. Angelika was pacing several hours later in front of the bed Alan was lying in. He'd definitely pushed himself further...
Khadija surveyed the naked bodies in front of her. They were all girls and all final year students at the Khourigba School of Sexual Studies (or 'Triple S' as it was otherwise known). All students who'd opted for Practical Lesbian Studies as one of their final year courses. At least none of them would be virgins, that was certain. There would be none of that breaking in which she rather hated having to sometimes do with first year students. It was only ever women who were permitted to enter...
CHAPTER 9 Wednesday. From waking up in the morning all the way to the final school bell, the day was totally uneventful. Nothing happen. No one mistook me for a girl. Well at least no one said anything to me to make me think otherwise. None of my friends said anything to me really, besides just hello and simple chats like "Nice weather today." Made it through another school day. I was walking to my car to drive home when I saw Michael running up to me. "Hey man," Michael...