Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 12C
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"It appears at this time," General Wrath told the assembled reporters in the briefing room, "that the terrorist elements who are holding Mars somehow got lucky and were able to have a team of their operatives pre-positioned near the north side of the Eden landing site. My guess is that they placed several of these teams in likely locations where they thought our landing ships might come down and that the law of averages simply allowed this particular guess to be a correct one. This group of terrorists engaged some of our marines as they were on patrol around the northern perimeter of the landing zone. My information is that several marines were wounded during the exchange. I have just ordered a shuttle down to the surface to evacuate them. Our troops right now are sweeping the area where the engagement occurred and will capture or destroy these cowardly terrorists before they can make any more such attacks."
"How many were wounded?" asked the crusty old reporter from ICS. "And were any killed?"
"I don't have complete numbers on that yet," Wrath lied, "but my information is that there were a few moderate wounds from the exchange of gunfire and from explosive devices that the terrorists planted."
"Do you believe that any more of these teams might be in the vicinity of any other landing zone?" asked the pretty reporter from InfoServe. "And if so, what steps are you taking to ensure that they will not jeopardize the landing of the rest of the forces?"
Wrath, a veteran of live briefings, pretended to ponder her question, as if the reporter had not been briefed to ask that very thing in those exact words and as if he had not already formulated a response. "Well, Cindy," he said, addressing her by name, "I cannot actually guarantee that there are no other teams of terrorists lying in wait near any of the other landing zones, but I would guess that it is very unlikely. As I said, the terrorists probably placed several teams outside at several of the landing areas in the hope that we would just happen to set down near them. We just happened to show up next to this team. I hardly think that Laura Whiting and her thugs have an unlimited supply of such men to waste on futile attacks such as these. This attack will not affect the landing of the rest of the forces in any way."
There were a few more questions, most of them reworded versions of those that had already been asked, and then Wrath, citing the need to get back to work coordinating his assault teams, brought the briefing to an end.
Two minutes later he was back in the CIC, where Major Wilde delivered more bad news to him.
"Perimeter forces on the west side of the New Pittsburgh LZ are in contact with an unknown size force of greenies," he said. "Reports are that another patrol was taken down in almost the same manner as the patrol at the Eden LZ and that the responding platoon was once again ambushed from cover. Twelve dead, four wounded are the damages so far."
"I see," Wrath said slowly, with barely restrained rage. "And greenie casualties?"
"None as far as can be determined," Wilde told him. "We pounded the area where the fire came from with arty, but, just like at the Eden site, it took far too long for the rounds to get on target. It's the same situation. The lack of GPS data and our unfamiliarity with gunnery in that variable air pressure is making it extremely hard to put down accurate fire. By the time we plastered the hill and got some troops up there, the greenies were long gone. A sweep of the area is underway right now. So far it has turned up nothing."
"Nothing," Wrath said, shaking his head in frustration. Nothing was exactly what a sweep of the Eden ambush zone had turned up as well. "How in the hell are they getting away from us? How can they just disappear into the wastelands like that? There not a goddamned thing for them to hide behind out there."
"We don't know," he answered. "Intel says that the greenie biosuits have a lower infrared signature than the ones we wear, but even so, they have to putting off heat don't they? And then there's the fact that its broad daylight. They should be visible for up to two kilometers with nothing more than an eyeball looking for them. Goddamned if I know where they went, sir."
"Tell the commanders down there to keep sweeping until they find them. I want those landing sites secure in the next three hours so we can start bringing down our heavy equipment before it's dark at the LZ's."
"Yes, sir," Wilde told him. "We'll get them. After all, how many could there possibly be?"
"Those greenies have been supernaturally lucky so far," he said with a grunt. "Their luck will run out as soon as we get our armor down there though." He paused for a moment. "What about the evac shuttle? Is it on its way?"
"Completed it's de-orbit burn about forty minutes ago. It should be entering the atmosphere soon and down on the ground about twenty minutes after that. I sent two doctors, three nurses, and four medics down with it."
"Excellent," he said. "I guess we'd better send another shuttle down for the wounded at the New Pittsburgh LZ."
"I've already taken the liberty of arranging that, General," Wilde told him. "They should be leaving Mercy in about ten minutes. Estimated landing time will be..."
"Major Wilde," a young communications tech suddenly called from his terminal across the room. He sounded excited.
"What is it?" Wilde yelled over to him.
"I just received a message from Colonel Brandywine at the Proctor LZ. A patrol was just ambushed by a force of greenies on the south side."
"Fuck me," Wrath said, his words coming out almost as a groan. It was starting to look like things weren't going to go as smoothly as they had in the simulations.
Lon and his squad had tightened up into two teams of five apiece and were now deployed atop of a high ridgeline just over a kilometer from where they had made their attack on the squad of soldiers. They were all tired and increasingly cognizant that they were in hostile territory and being hunted but their spirits were high, particularly after their successful evasion of the manhunt that had been sent out after them.
After cutting down the squad of soldiers from the hilltops they had fled to the east, taking up observation positions on another set of hills and watching with amusement as the marine gunners tried to hit their previous positions with artillery. Their amusement had turned to fear however when they saw an entire platoon fanning out over the landscape thirty minutes later to track them down. They had moved off of their hillside and put into action their evasion plans, which took advantage not of their speed and agility in the wastelands but of the nearly zero heat emission qualities of their biosuits. They had spread themselves out in a large field of boulders in one of the many gullies, lying down at the base of rocks and remaining immobile. Since it was high noon on the Martian equator, the outside temperature of the air was about as warm as it ever got on the planet, a balmy sixteen degrees Celsius. This made it quite easy for the heat dissipation mechanisms of their suits to keep them exactly the same temperature as the ground around them, which kept them from registering in the infrared spectrum of the marine's combat goggles. And when lying in the boulders the camouflage patterns on their suits made them blend in almost perfectly with the background in the visual spectrum. From anything more than a hundred meters away they would look like nothing but rocks among rocks, dirt among dirt. A squad of marines had walked right by the edge of their hiding spot during the search, had looked directly at them, and had passed on without the slightest hint of recognition.
From there the squad had waited almost an hour and had then moved out again, dashing from one piece of cover to the next until reaching their current position. They were now looking out at the landing ship and the perimeter of the landing zone once more. To the east of them they could see another platoon of marines, or maybe the same one as earlier, still searching from hill to hill, trying to locate them, with no idea that the men they sought were actually between them and the safety of their trenches now. In the other direction, in the trenches themselves, other marines were lounging about, walking to and fro along the trench line, keeping half an eye out towards the wastelands beyond but mostly just chatting with each other based on the amount of radio waves that Jefferson was picking up. Beyond them was the landing zone itself, with the ship sitting on its supports. Well over two hundred marines were moving about in that area, some engineers setting up further landing areas for the rest of the ships to come down, others combat marines that were guarding them.
An encrypted radio message had just been broadcast from Eden special forces headquarters. The message had asked any team on the perimeter — and just how many teams there were neither Lon nor anyone else in the squad knew — to send in an activity report for the LZ itself. The message had not explained why HQ wanted this information but nobody really needed to know why. All of them knew that part of special forces doctrine was to send mortar teams out to the perimeter of any hostile landing zone. And mortars were much more effective when they had accurate targeting information.
"Can we transmit from here safely?" Lon asked Jefferson.
"I'm pretty sure we can," he said. "I can still get a lock on the com sat from here and unless one of those earthling fucks actually gets a visual on me they won't pick up the com laser."
"How about if we send a photo?" Lon asked.
Jefferson thought for a moment. "The transmission time will increase about tenfold for a picture," he said. "But again, it should be fairly safe."
"Okay, do it," Lon ordered. "Snap a frame shot with your combat goggles and be sure to get the ship in the shot. Be sure you label it as coming from the north side. I'm sure they would know that already, but its best to be sure."
"You got it, sarge," Jefferson said.
A moment later the shot was taken. He ordered his computer to download it to the communications computer and to then encrypt it for transmission. The communicator sent up its laser transmitter, locked onto the satellite, and sent out the laser pulse, which in this case took a full five seconds from start to finish. Two minutes later the photo was on the screen of Colonel Bright in the command center. Bright quickly made a few marks on the photo and then transmitted it through the satellite link to the six person mortar team that had been deployed on the east side of the Eden landing zone, about two kilometers from the perimeter, about four from the ship itself, a range that was well within the capabilities of the 80-millimeter weapons they fielded.
Armed with the picture and the GPS data that Bright had noted on it, the team set up their three weapons in a line and programmed the firing computers to stagger the rounds throughout the area of the LZ where the heaviest human activity was taking place. These computers, which knew exactly where the weapon they were mated to was located, exactly where the target area was located, what the barometric pressure was and what the current wind conditions were, quickly leveled the mortars and adjusted them to the proper angle. Green lights flashed telling the operators that the weapons were locked and ready to fire. The gunners then arranged a total of nine high explosive rounds around them — three for each weapon, which was as much as they dared fire from one location — and set them for ten-meter airburst. At a command from the sergeant in charge, the first three rounds were picked up and dropped into the tubes. They fired less than a tenth of a second apart. Before the rounds even reached the top of their ballistic climb, the next rounds were being put in. These too fired off, and then the last rounds were dropped in as well.
Like the artillery shells fired from the 150-millimeter guns, the rounds made no audible sound as they flew through the thin air. A search radar mounted on the landing ship picked them up in flight and automatically calculated their path both backward and forward, telling the operator both where the shells had been fired from and where they were heading, but there simply wasn't enough time to alert anyone. Some of the marines on guard duty saw them coming in as well, white spots in the infrared spectrum against the relatively cool sky. Cries of "incoming!" went out across the emergency frequency. Unfortunately most of the soldiers on duty inside the LZ itself were not combat veterans, and, as such, they did the predictable when they heard the warning. They looked up to see just what was incoming. As a result, most were still standing when the first three mortar rounds exploded ten meters above their heads. Razor sharp shrapnel ripped into a group of engineers that were performing a land survey, blowing off arms, heads, legs, exploding air tanks, shredding internal organs. The next salvo landed twenty meters further west, blasting a squad of MPs who were providing overwatch for the engineers. The third salvo did not cause any casualties but instead destroyed a generator and several equipment carriers. Eleven men were killed outright and eighteen were wounded, five of them serious enough to require immediate evacuation.
In all, the mortar attack lasted only four seconds and the team that had performed it was already packing up their weapons and hustling off into the wastelands by the time the last round exploded. The 150-millimeter guns atop the ship turned towards the west and unleashed a barrage of counter-battery fire, a total of fifteen rounds per gun, none of which landed within 400 meters of the spot that the Martian mortar team had fired from. Even before the counter-battery fire was complete a platoon of marines from the western perimeter were heading out beyond their trenches to try to track down those responsible. By that point they had heard about the ambushes that had taken place and they went out with a sense of wariness that even the combat vets among them had never experienced before. It was starting to seem that these greenies were a little more dangerous than Argentine or Cuban rebels. They stepped carefully and slowly, their fear increasing exponentially with each step that they took away from the safety of their sandbagged positions.
As it turned out, their fear was justified. They made it to the spot where the mortar fire had issued without incident. They found nothing there, not a body, or a limb, or a footprint, or an expended shell casing, or even an impact crater from the counter-battery fire. They turned to the south because their commanding lieutenant figured that that was the most likely direction the sneaking greenies would have fled in. They made it less than a half a kilometer before flashes began winking at them from the hillsides in front of them and bullets began to cut through their ranks. The attack lasted only six seconds, and in it, six of the marines were killed and nine wounded. Of the wounded, three would die before they could be carried back to safety.
The illusion that Callahan and the remains of his platoon held that they were safe inside of their perimeter was shattered about fifteen minutes after the word of the mortar attack on the LZ reached them. They were inside their trenches, looking out to the north. They could see nothing out there, though they knew that two platoons of marines were currently sweeping the area, searching fruitlessly for the greenie infiltrators that were causing them so much trouble. Callahan was feeling quite morose over the loss of so many of his men, including his first sergeant. He had lost people in combat before, of course. Every platoon commander that had served in Argentina had suffered losses. Never before had he had an entire squad decimated at one time though. He still couldn't quite believe it had happened, that they had been cut down almost effortlessly by a bunch of civilian greenies operating three hundred kilometers from their nearest defensive position.
It was now quite clear that his platoon's contact with the greenies was not just an isolated incident either. From the command channel he heard reports of quick, violent engagements from all sides of the perimeter. Hit and run attacks on patrols and the platoons going out to search the area by groups of greenies that struck like lightening and then disappeared into the landscape like smoke. Nor was the Eden LZ the only one under attack. Captain Ayers had told him that all four of the landing sites were reporting similar engagements.
"How in the hell are they doing it?" asked Sergeant Barley, who was sitting atop one of the sandbags, supervising the redeployment of a SAW. "How can they get those teams out there without us seeing them?"
"Those aircraft they have," Callahan said bitterly. "I'll bet you a thousand bucks to a bucket of shit that they're dropping them off outside of our perimeter with those things."
"Why ain't our sensors picking them up then?"
"They probably have a very low IR signature," he speculated. "They're winged aircraft, remember? Designed by greenie engineers to operate in this atmosphere. Since they have wings they don't need to use the same amount of thrust to keep aloft. Less thrust means less heat. They probably glide in low and set down on the flat ground somewhere close by, drop off a squad, and then take off again and go home. They can support them indefinitely that way and then pull them back out again when things get too hot."
"Yeah," Barley said, "but what about..." He got no further in his statement. His head suddenly snapped to the right as a single bullet penetrated through his helmet and blew out the other side. The red vapor that Callahan was starting to become horrifyingly familiar with boiled out of the hole and Barley fell lifelessly into the trench.
"Fuck!" Callahan barked, adrenaline flooding his veins. "Get down!" he called over the tactical channel. "We're under fire!"
Everyone quickly assumed attack positions, sticking their weapons out through the firing holes and manning all of the SAWs, all of them ready to pour fire onto the greenies that were attacking them. But there was no one out there. There were no flashes of weapons firing from the hillsides.
"Where the fuck did that shot come from?" someone yelled.
"A sniper," someone else said. "They got a goddamned sniper out there!"
Yes, Callahan thought sourly, it seemed that a sniper was just what they were dealing with here. He or she had crept up atop some hill, probably nearly a kilometer away, and had potted yet another of his sergeants right through the head. Such things had happened in Argentina from time to time but here there was no sound of a gunshot to help identify the location. "Did anyone see the flash from the shot?" he asked.
There was some muttering on the net, some profanity, even a few death threats, but no one was able to say that he had seen the shot. Even if they did have accurate artillery fire available to them, there was no place to call it down to.
"Everyone keep down from now on," Callahan said. "Don't put your head above the sandbags unless you have to. And if you do, make sure you keep moving. I'm going to get on the air with command and report this."
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Pam gives two male friends a surprise gift for the weekendPam Maguire banged on the flimsy front door of the trailer, pulled it open a crack and called "Are you decent?""Well," came a male voice, "We're dressed anyway."Chuckling, the brunette coed entered."Hi, Pam. You're just in time for lunch," said Scott White, a slender blonde guy in his early twenties."Providing you cook it, of course." added Jerry Carter, the darker, heavy set male sitting on the couch. Pam rolled her eyes and looked with...
Ricky stumbled through his front door, the tipsy blonde on his heels. She was giggling and hiccuping, stumbling over her own feet and tottering on her high-heels. Not the sexiest sight to behold, but he hadn't got it in for weeks so she'd do for the evening. He bent down and removed both of his shoes as the blonde, Christine he believed her name was, kicked off both of her heels. “I'm gonna show you a night you'll never forget,” she slurred. Ricky smiled. “I can't wait.” He couldn't wait,...
Straight SexWhen I split up with my wife and got divorced 6 years ago, I had to rent somewhere to live, a friend had a flat that was furnished and was a stones throw away from my old local pub, an area I grew up in, so it was nice to back in my old neighbor hood.I had my fun for a year or so, doing what I wanted when I wanted, and fucking whoever paid me attention.Then I walked into my local one day and there was a new barmaid that had just started, a 23 year old who had a body to die for and was single,...
Looking back, I am perpetually amazed by my naivety and that of my friends. I read stories about kids nowadays and how sexually aware —and experienced!-they are. When I was their age, members of the opposite sex were as known to us as quantum physics. Which is my excuse as to how my first blow job was as a giver rather than a receiver. I look back now and don't regret it. The only regret I have is that it took me so long to discover the pleasure. Like most boys fresh into our teens, we...
Chapter 2 … Thank Heaven for Little Girls … By … Barbusie … Gloria woke at around noon Saturday to the sound of a cat meowing by the front door. She was spooned real comfy with Keith holding her from behind,...
Igwanda and Meiersdottir walked back to their mini-pavilion, as they had come to call it, in stunned silence. Meier was awake and cranky; "I changed him," Lee said, "but I think he's hungry. Can't help you there." "Thanks, Janet," replied Meiersdottir absently. "I'll take it from here." She took the baby and with practiced movements opened her tunic to give him suckle as Lee left. "Hey, ouch, little man," she said, "just suck gently ... ah, there you go." As the baby fed she...
Wyoming Territory, May, 1874 The inherent problem the plains Indians always had when fighting the US Army was that the Indians never really operated as a coherent force. They might attack all at one time, but that was more to have an audience for deeds of daring and glory than to put added pressure on the opponent. The Indians basic intent was a one-on-one combat that had no overall purpose in mind. As a result, the Indians could win individual battles where they outnumbered the Army, but...
This story begins as Alex, a 15 year old boy who is 5' 11" and lives in a small, but well populated town, goes to school on the week of Valentines day. "Are you going to the dance?" asked Seth. "Doubt it.." I replied "Why? You know, that girl Taylor likes you." "I know, but I'm too nervous to ask her" It was true, ever since I was 13, and really started looking into... and AT... girls, I was always really shy and really nervous around them. I had never had...
Angel's Tale: A MORFS Universe Story By Joreymay Part 19 When she reached the group blocking her way, the boy snarled, and reached his gauntleted hands out to grab her. She walked right through him. A few feet beyond them, she turned, sighed, and shook her head as though she was sorry for them. Then David let the illusion fade slowly away. They stood there dumfounded. With all the things they had been rehearsing in their heads, from mayhem to martyrdom, they simply...
There is an old country song called “Slipping Around” which is what I was doing a lot of when I was young and in the early years of marriage.I had married my high school sweetheart less than a year out of school. I was eighteen and much too young and immature for such a big step. But there I was, tied down, while all my buddies were running free and having a great time. Ties got worse when fourteen months after getting married, I became a father. There I was, less than twenty years old,...
CheatingWell, our marriage just keeps getting better. My wife and I love that I'm submissive and that I was bi-curious. I say I was bi-curious, because my wife set me up to realize I am truly bisexual. After begging her to use me like a sissy slut with a strap on, she not only treated me like a slut with her strap on, she happily watched me with another man.She set me up with her best friend, Kathy and her husband Tom. On Halloween night, my wife watched as I sucked Tom's cock, swallowed his sperm and...
After breakfast I went back to my room, the others had an assigned place to go. I took a cup of coffee and sat at the table and waited. Twenty minutes went by and LT Sanders stuck his head in the door and said come with me. At the end of the hallway there were two doors to enter the T part of the building. We entered the left hand door. There were cubicles in this room I was directed to cubicle “C” I entered and LT Sanders told me to sit down at the table. He went to the other side...
Hai ISS friends, thank you for your feed back to my earlier stories. Now I would like to share a wonderful experience which happened on the 16th day function of my newly married sister and brother in law Santaram. My mom has arranged a big party on that day and read how they enjoyed it. As I am not fluent in English it tell the story in telugu with mixed english. After reading the story please send your feed back to So that I can write some other experiences. Aa roju ma akkayya, bava santaram...
I Woke, Part 10 I panicked. My day started by going to the courthouse for the opening of the trial of the attacker of Allison Allen. I had been stuck in her body for months, and I felt my chance to get some justice for her was failing. I had gotten a sneak peak at the Crown's case against this young man, and without some miracle, I felt it was at best a 50-50 chance to get a conviction. Sitting in the courtroom while we waited for our case to be heard, I got a crash course in how...
Carolina Sweets borrowed money from a friend to buy a dildo. She is on the phone explaining to her buddy why she can’t pay the money back when her stepbro Brad Sterling overhears the conversation. He stops what he’s doing and whips out his dick to stroke it off as Carolina tells her friend they can play with the dildo when they have a weekend sleepover, but that she’s going to try it out now. As he’s fapping, Brad gets the idea to take pics of Carolina as she sticks the...
xmoviesforyouA pair of blue-tits was fighting each other for exclusive access to the peanut holder Heather had just attached to the bird table. A female pheasant’s dull brown feathers twitched under a bush as it waited for Heather to return to the cottage kitchen. Then it could peck at the seeds scattered liberally at the foot of the rotting bird table Heather smiled. She pushed open the door to the kitchen where her daughter, Paula, was stirring a bowl of Coco Pops with a spoon. “Is the pheasant...
I woke up feeling a lot of energy building in me. I had changed sides during the night, and was holding Tina to me, while Sharon was hugging me from behind. I kissed Tina's neck, and she flipped over and put a lip lock on me that told me of our love for each other. She said, "I heard all of Sharon's questions, but didn't want to intrude. I can tell her how you have given of yourself over time, but I doubt she would believe it. I know you, Chuck, and I know you'll continue to be the man...
I want to talk about the first time I watched my wife in bed with another guy. It was a friend of ours, who we had known for years. He was married but his sex life was nonexistent. He always complained to me about how she isn’t very good in bed and how she just lays back and lets him fuck her missionary style. He always used to say that I wish he could have one night with Lisa, my wife because I used to tell him all about our sex life, where we used a have sex, how many times etc. One time I...
As Jaden carried Gail across the threshold of their new house, she turned and asked him to unzip her while they were still in the living room. After Jaden did, Gail turned back around and while holding up the front of her dress with one hand, smiled at Jaden. Then she removed her hand and her strapless dress fell and pooled at her feet. Jaden was taken in by the sudden movement, and did as Gail expected him too. He watched the dress fall to her feet. And as he looked up, he slowly took in...
Jenny and Ingrid were enjoying the last minutes of their "girls' night out" as they sat in Ingrid's great room and enjoyed a glass of wine. Jenny had told Ingrid of her desire for to become pregnant and she and Tom were hoping they would know soon. She had also shared her concerns over Tom's intervention on Vinnie's behalf. While the incident turned out well, she sensed Tom had taken some personal risks that might have put him in danger. Tom had brushed the confrontation off, but Jenny...
It's hard to choose, almost impossible. Why do I have to pick myself? Why do I keep finding myself in places like this? I'm trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea. Between a rock and a hard place. Between Vicky and Lola. Lola's on the right. Her tight blue cocktail dress covers most of her hips, though exposes a thin layer of pale skin in the shape of a piece of underwear. Her back is arched, like a stretching cat, her arms flat on the floor before her. I can't see her face,...
Introduction: Thing Turn in an Interesting Direction (I DIDNT WRITE THIS STORY REMEMBER!) Chapter 11 The next day was taken up by everyone chipping in to take care of the baby and with errands and helping Dad out, since he needed help every time he needed to get up. The baby took up a lot of Ritas time, so I jumped in helping with the laundry and dinner too. That night we were all pretty worn out and just sat around watching t.v. When we were getting ready for bed the baby began to fuss and...
I got to the river to meet fred at about 6 oclock.he was not there so i waited and he turned up about 5mins later.hello there ian how are you this morning,very well thanks i replied.are you coming for a swim he asked,ive got no trunks i replied,thats ok young man we are all friends here.i was unsure but intrigued ,so with out giving it to much thought i got naked .fred seemed pleased with this and he did the same .he looked me up and down and said how old are you ian nearly 16 i answered.you...
A beautiful teenager with naturally huge tits, young Pinkie becomes a prisoner of her new found lust when she joins a biker gang and volunteers her bountiful breasts to become subjected to their bizarre bondage and perverted torture games. Once exposed to the exciting and glamorous world of nude dancing, Pinkie repels her inhibitions and thrusts herself into a non-stop quest for extreme sexual experiences including gang-banging, cat-fighting and severe bondage rituals. As new-born...
When wife and I got married we stayed with her Mum for eight months. Mum-in-law was divorced and seeing someone now and again. Margaret (mum-in-law) was not bad looking and like all guys always wondered what it would be like to fuck their wifes Mum.At the time I worked nightshift and as I was getting home wife was getting ready to go into Office for a days work so it was just a Hi and goodbye. Margaret only worked a few days a week so was home for a couple of days a week.I thought of a plan for...
After Emily left Jamie became restless and decided to go to the river house. After the memories that had been rekindled at the funeral by so many he needed to see it, to feel it and the memories of aunt Ellie that it held for him. He called down to the front desk and asked them to get him a cab. By the time he got to the lobby the cab was waiting. He gave the address and relaxed and watched the city disappear as they passed into more verdant surroundings. The cab dropped him at the front of...
My Step-Mom has the worse attitude she treats both my Step-Dad and I really bad. I need to have a special talk with her, I am over her telling me what to do thinking she runs the place. I confront her in the bathroom and tell her today I’m gonna get what I want. She threatens to tell my Step-Dad but I am gonna snitch on her, I know she hasn’t been faithful and I have no problem telling my Step-Dad about it. I tell her I want to see her sexy body as I jack it, but I quickly realize I...
xmoviesforyouLucie returns home to find all is not as it seems. Her dad’s struggling business is now being run out of the house, and her internship is helping hot guy with an attitude–Dylan, sort out the books her father has left a mess. Dylan hardly tolerates her and after many days Lucie has had enough and confronts him. Dylan calls a truce and suggest they cool down poolside. While lounging he confides that he’s stressed about the huge amount of work and lack of pay, since both their...
xmoviesforyouHello friends ye meri pehli story jo me likhane jaa rha hu or I hope aapko ye pasand aayegi or pakka ye story padake ladake muth or ladakiyo ki chut ka pani nikal jaaega. Toh sabse pehle me mere baare mai batata hu mera naam h arun or mai mumbai se belong karta or me ei ty me hu. Mere family mai 5 member h me, papa, mummy, bhai or chhoti sister jo mujse 4 saal chhoti h. To ab jayada time waste nhi karte hue me story pe aata hu ye baat un dino ki h jab me karib 14 year ka tha tabhi muje sex ke...