Finding Jocelyn
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Mom had to practically drag Andy and me out of bed for the first day of school. The summer had been much too short. I showered, dressed, grabbed a quick breakfast and met Penny out in front of my house at the bus stop. Penny and I kissed each other good morning when we met at the bus stop. When we got to school, I walked Penny to her homeroom, gave her a kiss and went to my homeroom.
After the pledge, my homeroom teacher, Miss Hanover, passed out everyone's schedule. My schedule was Biology first period, Geometry second, U. S. History, Art on Mondays and Wednesdays fourth period, Gym Tuesdays and Fridays fourth period, early lunch followed by German, Architectural Drafting sixth period and finally English in seventh period.
When the bell rang I followed the crowd out the door and headed for Biology. I found a seat in the middle of the room. Ed and Penny came in right after I sat down. Penny joined me at the lab table I sat at. Ed sat on my right at the next lab table.
Penny and I compared our schedules as our classmates arrived. We found we were together for our first three classes and for English seventh period. We were going to see a lot of each other during the day. The only bad thing was lunch. I had an early lunch period and Penny had a late lunch. We wouldn't be able to eat together the way we had the past few school years.
Hal came in and had a seat in front of Penny. Julie Simpson sat down beside Hal. Stefany Horst looked around the room when she walked in, spotted Ed and found a seat in the front row as far from Ed as she could get. The late bell rang a couple seconds after Drew McCormick came in the room. He took the empty seat beside Ed.
Mr. Herr, our Biology teacher, welcomed us and said, "Take a good look at where you are sitting, these are your permanent seats for the year." Penny and I smiled to each other. Then he explained what we would do in his class. With that, he launched into his first lecture, a history and discussion of the scientific method. It seemed like his class would be good. Mr. Herr was an excellent lecturer.
When the bell rang, Penny and I got up and headed upstairs in the main building for our Geometry class. Ed asked, "Where are you going next, Kyle?"
"Geometry" I answered.
"Cool! So am I." Ed said.
"Me too." Jeremy added.
By the time we found seats in our classroom, we realized that Hal and Drew had followed us from Biology. We ended up with five friends in the class. Mr. Jacobs was the teacher. He spoke in a quiet monotone. Even though I enjoyed Algebra last year and got an A in it, I knew I would have trouble with this class if I didn't study hard. I almost fell asleep half way through class. Penny nudged me when my head nodded. I straightened up and tried to follow Mr. Jacobs' discussions on proofs.
I asked, "Who's heading for History?" when Mr. Jacobs finally finished his lecture. Hal indicated that he was. The three of us walked together to the class. Hal's girlfriend, Tammy, was already in the room when we arrived along with Jeremy's girlfriend, Kathy, and Julie Simpson. Hal sat beside Tammy. Penny and I found seats nearby our friends. The teacher was Mr. Kreider. We had heard about his reputation. He was supposed to be an excellent teacher who loved to joke and talk with the kids in his class when the work was done. I loved reading about history, especially the Civil War. I expected this class to be fun.
I gave Penny a good bye kiss at the end of class. She was heading for Home Ec. I had a study hall this period. I pulled a paperback out of my backpack and sat down to read. I didn't have any homework the first day of school. I knew Ed and Jeremy also had a study hall, but they were assigned to a different classroom.
After fourth period, I headed to lunch, wondering whom I would know. It turned out that Ed, Jeremy, and Hal all had early lunch like I did. We commiserated with each other about how boring lunch would be without our girlfriends. We ended up sitting with some of the other guys on the football team. They welcomed Hal, a varsity soccer player, with only a few jibs. Drew McCormick joined our crowd too.
When lunch was over, I headed upstairs for deutsche Unterricht. I found a seat in the middle near the windows while I waited for Frau Madel to start. Drew found a seat near me and said, "Guten Tag, Herr Martin. Wie bist du?" [Good Day. How are you?]
"Grüß Gott, Herr McCormick. Ich bin sehr gut." I answered. [Greetings Mr.McCormick. I am very good.]
When the late bell rang, Frau Madel said, "Willkommene students. Diese unterrictht ist Zweites Jahrendeutsch." [Welcome students. This class is second year German.] Then she launched into our 55 minute immersion in German. I had never heard Frau Madel speak one word of English in the time I knew her. I didn't expect to either no matter how many years of German I took in high school. I enjoyed learning German. I found out last year that I was good at languages. I expected to continue getting A's the way I had last year.
I was looking forward to sixth period. I managed to get into the Architectural Drafting class that was only offered once every two years. I followed Drew out of deutsche Unterricht and followed him down the hall to the shop wing of the building. I wasn't paying to much attention until I got to the drafting room. Drew walked in ahead of me.
I sat down on the stool beside Drew when we got in the room. I laughed and asked, "How many classes do we have together?"
Drew smiled, "I think it's four so far. What do you have next period?"
"English in Room 110." I answered.
"That makes it five classes together this year." Drew said.
"It's good we get along. Between five classes and football, we are going to see a hell of a lot of each other this year."
"It looks that way, Kyle," Drew answered with a smile. Hal came in and sat down on the other side of me just before Mr. Winters, the teacher, called for quiet. Mr. Winters was my teammate Rick Winter's dad.
Mr. Winters went over the curriculum for the year. We would spend the first half of the year preparing floor plans for a house of our choice. After that, we would do elevations and perspective drawings of our house. I have always enjoyed drawing. I did well last year in freshman drafting, so I took this course to improve my drafting skills. Who knows, if I like the class, I could see myself considering a career in architecture. At least it was one of the many career possibilities I had thought about in the past few months.
When the bell rang at the end of class, Drew and I headed back to the main wing of the school for English. We had just found seats when Penny, Stefany, Tammy and Kathy came in together. I stood and gave Penny a kiss when she came in. "Hey, lover. I've missed you."
"I've missed you too, Kyle." Penny sat beside me. The group chatted for a couple minutes while we waited for the teacher to begin. I noticed that Stef wasn't saying much to me.
I asked, "How are you doing, Stef? I haven't seen you in awhile."
"I'm OK, I guess," She answered.
"I hope you don't feel weird talking with me since I'm close with Ed. Ed and I have been friends for a long time, but so have you and I. I hope the problems between you and Ed doesn't hurt our friendship. I would hate that."
"Thanks for saying that, Kyle. I feel a little weird seeing all our friends. The eight of us have been together so long, I don't know how to act around our group since Ed and I broke up."
I suggested, "Be yourself. All of us are still your friends, Stef."
"Thanks for your support, Kyle," Stef said with a big smile.
Miss Nicholas called class to order. She reviewed the class lesson plans for the year. I tried to pay attention during class, but my mind wandered when I got a quick look of Penny's cleavage when she passed a hand out to me. My cock inflated. I squirmed trying to find a position where my erection didn't show too much and didn't hurt.
Miss Nicholas didn't help matters. I stared at her as she taught the lesson. This was only her second year teaching, so I guess she was about twenty-three. The only way to describe her was hot. She was about 5'-7" and wore a short skirt. She had the greatest set of tits. Her long blonde hair curled to the down below her shoulders. Paying attention to the lessons in the class was going to be nearly impossible! After about fifteen minutes of reviewing the football team play book in my head, I managed to get my cock to deflate.
When English was over, Drew and I headed to the locker room to get ready for football practice. We changed and headed out the field for practice. The coaches reviewed our game plan for Eastern and we practiced the plays. When practice was over, Coach Caffrey sent us on our daily two mile run. Today was a piece of cake compared to doing the run after two-a-day practices.
When practice was done, Greg Harrison said, "Do you need a ride home, Kyle? I got my license a couple months ago. I bought myself a car with my summer job money."
"I'd appreciate that, Greg. Do you know how many of us there are?"
"What do you mean, Kyle?"
"Well, there is me, my brother Andy, Ed who lives two doors down and Jeremy who lives behind Ed. Do you mind taking all of us?" I asked.
"What the hell. I guess I should be nice to Ed if I want to see any passes thrown my way this season. It'll be tight, but I can get everyone in the car," Greg answered.
I filled in Andy and my friends about our ride. Ten minutes later Greg dropped the group off in front of my house. All of us thanked Greg for his kindness.
--oooOooo--
Friday's school day went great. I couldn't believe how lucky I got to get a schedule where I shared classes with my girlfriend most of the day. The teachers started assigning homework, which wasn't surprising. Football practice was actually laid back for once. Coach Caffrey reviewed our game plan against Eastern High School. We walked through the plays and did our two mile run. Coach dismissed us early when the run was done. Greg Harrison gave Ed, Andy, Jeremy and I a ride home when practice was done.
Mom was in a tizzy when we got home. She shooed us upstairs to pack for our weekend trip to the beach. Mom fed us sandwiches and macaroni salad before we dashed for the mini-van. Dad wanted to hit the road as soon as possible. He knew the traffic between Paradise and Cape Henlopen in Delaware would be brutal.
Dad was right. We ran into a traffic jam at the lights in Gap. Route 41 was bumper to bumper the whole way to Delaware. Route 7 was just as bad. Route 1 south past Dover wasn't any better. On good weekends, we could get to the park in three hours. This trip took over four and a half hours. We pulled into the campsite Dad reserved for us around 10:30 in the evening. I lit the lantern while Andy and Dad set up our two tents. Mom, Dad and Lizzie were going to share one tent. Andy and I would have the other tent. We were part way done when Will and Abby came over to help set up. Dad had reserved the adjoining campsite for them. That arrived from Philadelphia a couple hours ahead of us.
Andy and I went to bed as soon as camp was set up. It took too long to get to the park this evening. Andy was snoring quietly within a couple minutes. I laid awake for awhile thinking about the summer that was ending this weekend. I loved my time at scout camp. I definitely was going to apply to go back next summer. I had a blast teaching the younger scouts. I missed Penny and my family while I was gone, but I still wanted to do camp staff again. Working with Andy to mow lawns this summer was a drag, except for the part when we got paid. I wouldn't miss that next summer. Finally I thought about school, Penny and the coming football season. I had a lot to look forward too. I finally fell asleep dreaming of my overnight with Penny.
I woke to the sound of Mom calling Andy and me. I punched Andy on the shoulder and said, "Wake up, little brother. Mom's calling us."
"Unnh, go away, Kyle," Andy groaned.
I glanced at my watch. It was a few minutes after 9 o'clock. I smiled. It had been too long since I slept late. "Get up you lazy bum," I teased as I yanked his sleeping bag open. Andy blushed when I did it. His boxers stood straight up from his morning wood. I was a little surprised at the size of the bulge. Andy must have grown since I saw him with a hard-on last year. The two of us got dressed and climbed out of our tent.
Mom was just starting to get ready to cook breakfast. I asked, "Mom, do you want Andy and me to make breakfast. We're used to doing it on camping trips. Is that OK, Andy?"
Andy piped up, "Sure. That would be cool!"
Mom grinned and answered, "If you boys want to cook, I won't object."
I asked, "What's on the menu, Mom?"
"Scrambled eggs, sausage, hash browns and orange juice." Mom explained.
I asked, "Andy, what do you want to cook, the sausage or the hash browns?"
Andy answered, "I'll do the sausage."
We went to work. About twenty minutes later we served a delicious breakfast to our family. Mom was shocked at how well we did making breakfast. She teased, "Does your culinary skills include doing dishes?"
I smiled. Andy boasted, "Sure Mom! We always do our own dishes in scouts."
When Andy and I finished the breakfast dishes, we changed into our swimming shorts for the day. Dad drove all of us, including Will and Abby, down to the beach. Mom and Dad set up an umbrella and a couple of chairs for her and Dad. Andy, Will, Abby, Lizzie and I spent the morning swimming, playing in the surf, snacking at the refreshment stand and tanning.
At lunch time Mom produced sandwiches and chips from our family's cooler. When lunch was done, Lizzie decided to build a sand castle. I tried to get Will and Abby to go swimming with Andy and me, but they just wanted to sit around and talk with Mom and Dad. I swear those two were acting more and more like grown-ups instead of kids like us. Andy and I decided to take a walk down the beach.
We hadn't gone too far when we passed a group of six guys our age setting up to play volleyball. Someone called out, "Hey, guys." right after we passed. We kept walking. "Hey, you two!" the voice called again. I turned and looked back at the kids we passed.
Andy and I stopped. "Huh, us?" I asked.
"Yeah, you two. We are getting ready to play volleyball and we are short handed. Are you interested in playing?"
I looked at my brother questioningly. Andy nodded his head. I said, "Sure why not. We aren't doing anything special." Andy and I walked back to the volleyball court.
The guy who was doing the talking extended his hand to me. I shook it. He said, "I'm Rob, Rob Lang."
I answered, "I'm Kyle Martin. This is my younger brother, Andy." We soon finished our introductions. Rob was sixteen and starting eleventh grade. His younger brother Dale was fourteen. The other guys were Rob and Dale's cousin Harry Lang, who was fifteen; their friends and neighbors Wesley Patton, 15 years old; Tim Randolph, fifteen years old and Tim's thirteen year old brother Tyler. The guys were from Shepherdstown, West Virginia. They were with a group of six families who camped at Cape Henlopen every Labor Day weekend.
We played volleyball most of the afternoon. We had a blast. Rob, Dale, Harry, Wes, Tim and Tyler were good company and excellent volleyball players. We had lots of sets and spikes. The two teams were closely matched. It ended with each team winning two games when we had to quit.
A very attractive girl interrupted our last game with the score tied 15-15. The guys needed to pack up and head back to camp. Tim introduced me to this gorgeous girl. She was Alicia, Tim's twin sister. She was about 5'-5" tall. She was wearing a skimpy blue bikini that barely covered anything. Alicia's breasts rivaled Stacie Thompson's in size and appearance. Alicia's blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail. I stammered "Hello" when Tim introduced us. I tried not to stare, but Alicia caught me. I blushed. She smiled back at me when our eyes met. We compared campsite information. It turned out that their group was staying in campsites C-137 to C-142. Our campsite was C-130. We even were staying close together. Andy and I promised to look the guys up after dinner.
Andy and I helped our family pack our beach things and load up our car. Dad drove us back to the campsite. Mom and Abby made dinner for us while Andy, Will and I built a small campfire for the evening. After dinner Andy and I headed down the road to visit our new West Virginia friends.
Rob and Harry introduced us to the rest of the kids in their group. Rob's fifteen year old girlfriend Melissa, better known as Missy was there. Harry was going out with fourteen year old Kimberly. Dale's girlfriend Nicole was there too. Andy and I met Wes' younger sister Trish, who would turn fourteen in two weeks. Tiffany, fifteen and Jenna, thirteen, rounded out their group.
The fifteen of us talked, goofed around and swapped stories about school, girls, guys, and our lives. We finished our evening with snacks around the Patton family's campfire. Andy and I found out that we had a lot in common with our new friends. Rob had just earned a spot as starting cornerback on their high school team. Harry was second string tailback on the team. Dale was a wide receiver on the ninth grade football team. Tyler played quarterback on the seventh and eighth grade team. Harry, Tim, Tyler and Wes were all Boy Scouts too.
Since my team and Rob's team could never play each other, we traded tips and tricks we had seen in the past. Rob told me about some of the things that he did to throw receivers off their routes and disrupt the play. I told him some of the things I had learned last year on varsity. Rob was shocked when he heard that I started on the varsity team as a freshman. It never happened at his school. I blew him away when he found out that I made all-conference honors too.
Andy was quite taken with Trish Patton. She flirted with him all evening. Every once in a while he got up enough courage to flirt back. Tiffany flirted with Wes, Jenna nearly drooled over Tim's little brother Tyler. I joked, teased and flirted with Alicia constantly. Alicia gave every bit as good as she got from me. Poor Tim was left out. He had a serious girlfriend that he had been going steady with for over a year. Unfortunately she couldn't come along this weekend.
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Finding Her MasterBy Ropeteasec 2010Chapter 9Joe turned off the lights in the living room as he went out the front door making sure it was locked. Putting the key in the ignition, Joe hesitated a moment. He thought back to the day’s events. Joe admired how Robin became a different person the second she entered her office that morning. Noticing how her facial expressions changed from the radiating glow of pure happiness to a strong fighter for her clients and when the trial was over how she...
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Let's stay together "BLOODY-HELL!" she exclaimed and threw her arms round me. "You look... Blimey... What's... ? Come in... holy shit!" "Mandy! Mind your language!" said a voice from another room. "Sorry dad!" Giggling, we piled up to her room. I felt elation that I had not felt in a long time, finding that Mandy was not responsible for putting me in that God-awful position with Greg Bridger at the Cordoba; it was just a complete misunderstanding. I guess it was just a lack of...
I, finally, got to the perfect position and I would be able to observe what was happening in the courtyard of the building where our target was being held prisoner. The rest of the SEAL team would arrive in about ten minutes to effect the rescue of our target. My name is Rick Steiger. I am a lieutenant in the United States Navy attached to SEAL Team 12. My job was to observe and take any action necessary to insure that the rescue mission was successful. I was situated approximately eight...
Finding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. ‘Thank you,’ Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. ‘Master, may I speak?’Robin...
Finding Her Master Chapter 14 By: Ropetease ©2012 all rights reserved The day started with Joe at his desk going over the repair orders that were stacked in front of him from yesterday’s work. Glancing up to the calender, Joe saw that it had been a year since Robin came into his life and changed it forever. Joe remembered the day when her car was towed in and how her hand felt in his hand. In the span of a year, Joe’s business increased from the members of the club all bringing in their...
Finding Her Master Chapter 14 By: Ropetease ©2012 all rights reserved The day started with Joe at his desk going over the repair orders that were stacked in front of him from yesterday’s work. Glancing up to the calender, Joe saw that it had been a year since Robin came into his life and changed it forever. Joe remembered the day when her car was towed in and how her hand felt in his hand. In the span of a year, Joe’s business increased from the members of the club all bringing in their cars....
BDSMFinding Her Master Part 12 By: Ropetease ©2011 Robin felt the aftershocks slowly subsiding while Joe signed the papers. Her stomach still aching from her climax when another feeling started to emerge inside her. Tensing her stomach muscles to hold back the sudden need to relieve herself. Sucking down on her lower lip and slowly rocking her body, wishing Master would hurry. "Thank you," Joe replied giving a tug on Robin’s leash as they walked in to the main area. "Master, may I speak?"Robin...
BDSMI noticed in the afternoon that my stupid Boss was in danger as I thought about killing him; but I suddenly saw it was time to leave the office; so the lucky bastard survived one more day to my fury and anger…All I wanted as I drove my car, was getting home, enjoy a warm relaxing shower and fuck my sensual wife during all night long…But I found Jerome’s car parked at our driveway…Once inside the living room, I got a full sight of that nigger bastard sitting at my favorite recliner, with his...
FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 4 - Duncan My habit of socialising with Imogene and Paul on a fairly regular basis continued much along the same lines for the next few months. I still lacked the courage to go out dressed so we tended to entertain each other at our respective houses. I found I enjoyed planning meal menus and discovered a real passion for cooking. I won't say that I was in any way competitive; let's just leave it with the comment that, for both households, the meals became...
I felt really strange sitting in the lounge of an hotel with my son whilst he told me about how his step mother had been frigid for much of her marriage to his father, it was something I didn't really want to know about, so I pushed him about why they'd had what he called strong words. "Well" he grinned shyly, "They'd been out to a friend's wedding, they should have stayed overnight, but for whatever reason they came home early and caught us" "Us?" I queried, "You've got to...
Valerie Nicholls had found her motivation to work out regularly. His name was Connor, and he owned the gym that was incongruously tucked away behind an upscale European furniture store in what most people probably assumed was an area of tony shops and places where you paid four dollars for a small pastry that was wrapped up for you to take away in a small box tied with a ribbon.At forty-two, Valerie had been divorced for six years and was content enough with her situation not to settle for less...
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of meeting Charlie, my cyber lover, I wanted to surprise her, just show up, a daring act in itself as fear of what a disaster this might be swept over me. What would she think when she realized who I...
After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the long bus ride to Tulsa, wanting to experience Route 66. After almost two years of meeting Charlie, my cyber lover, I wanted to surprise her, just show up, a daring act in itself as fear of what a disaster this might be swept over me. What would she think when she realized who I...
Straight SexFINDING MY VOICE Chapter 5 - I finally find my own voice. The morning following my first public outing en-femme, I awoke early. I had been dreaming all night about Duncan, the man who, only yesterday evening, had become the first man to kiss me on the lips - or anywhere else for that matter! To say I was confused would be an understatement. I had never considered myself gay, but I definitely reacted as a woman when Duncan kissed me. I needed to talk this through with my best...
After waking up, getting ready, and having breakfast, it’s shopping time for us with work for Dad and his two ladies. Lia insists on a hair trim for all of the new people, and the standard stops at Victoria’s Secret, the accessories store next door, swimwear, and the cosplay store. Next we visit our favourite jewellery lady to get necklaces for the new slaves. She also has some nice ones I asked her to make up for my daughters, which makes them happy to have their own special items of...
Hello, I have a story to tell that you may find interesting. My name is Marty Harris and I am a school teacher and football coach in a small community in the mountains south of Seattle. I love my job and my students. I guess I am a popular teacher as many of my students and alums keep in contact with me after school, practice or even graduation. This story begins after I had visited a friend and former student teaching colleague of mine who taught in a similar small town about 2 hours from...
Laid off.. I could still hear the words ringing in my ears. I just couldn’t believe it. 35 years old, no career, no prospects in site. I don’t know why I thought my husband would be more comforting. It wasn’t in his nature to nurture me, console me, why should this be any different? Once again, I would find my way through this on my own. The weeks turned into months, slowly at first, but soon enough, I was adjusting to being a housewife. No more did I need the rush of the stock market to make...
Finding Her Master By: Ropetease ©2010 Chapter One Robin was on her way home from winning her court case. It was a hard fought battle in the court room, just right up her alley. She was a tough, demanding lawyer for her clients and Robin earned her status by fighting hard to win. Driving up the express way, listening to her favorite country singer, Jerrod Neiman when her five year old BMW started to make a slapping noise from under the hood, all her warning lights on the dash came on. ...
Finding Her Master By: Ropetease ©2010 Chapter One Robin was on her way home from winning her court case. It was a hard fought battle in the court room, just right up her alley. She was a tough, demanding lawyer for her clients and Robin earned her status by fighting hard to win. Driving up the express way, listening to her favorite country singer, Jerrod Neiman when her five year old BMW started to make a slapping noise from under the hood, all her warning lights on the dash came on. "Not...
BDSM"Alfred Marshall illustrated two ways in which ceteris paribus can be used to consider the effects of some causes of isolation." "Ceteris paribus?" Jack muttered to himself, as he reread the sentence. "What the hell is ceteris paribus?" He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration as he flipped back to the index of his Microeconomics textbook. He knew this stuff. He'd read the words many times before, but for some reason he just couldn't remember what it meant. Was it possible...
The gray walls of the Middlesex Hospital waiting room looked especially dingy in the waning light of late afternoon. Nine year old Silver Cordin and her father had waited patiently for over an hour and were getting anxious. Lines of worry were etched on Steve Cordin’s face, as he knew the doctor’s news could not possibly be good. Silver tried to read her favorite book, but just couldn’t concentrate. All she knew was that her beloved Nonny, Rose Bauer, was very sick, and that sole thought...
Introduction: A chance encounter, draws a teenage boy to a needy girl. The two find their way through the unknown. Further down the trail. Themes: Actually Teen Male/Pre-Teen Female (Thats the young part) This is more of a love story than a sex story, but there is sex! Sorry if you hate it. You really need to read the first part to understand this one. As I post this story for validation, I am preparing for a trip to a medical facility. Because I do not know if Ill be here when it gets...
FINDING MYSELF By Enya Pierre PART 1 - NEIGHBORS I had known Allie for the best part of a year - we had met in the simplest of ways: we lived in adjoining rooms in the nurses' hostel at the local hospital. She worked as a nurse and loved every minute of it: she told me that even as a young girl she had spent her time nursing her toys, bandaging them, feeding them - helping them get better. I guessed that the secret of her success was that she never yielded to argument - what she...
Part 3 - The Longest Day Although I didn't really sleep well as my body was so contorted by the bindings, I was woken by the ring gag being pushed into my mouth and secured while I was still coming round. "There we are!" Allie said breezily, taking the goggles off my eyes, smiling broadly. "A whole weekend to learn more about ourselves, Tina - isn't it wonderful?" She had this really annoying habit of asking me a question when she had made it impossible for me to answer. The...
Chapter Nine: Taking control When we were finally cleaned up and back downstairs, it was time to look for Lurch. Having Lurch catch us in flagrante was going to make questioning him one of those interesting experiences I usually tried to avoid, but there was a price to be paid for anything worthwhile. The sex had definitely been worthwhile, hell, the sex had been both fun and fantastic, but there was a killer on the loose, and events were proceeding whether we liked it or not. I turned to...
( A Les Lumens story ) Nebraska – Winter, Late 1800s The wind cut across the prairie, every snowflake like a tiny razor cutting into her skin. She stumbled forward, not knowing what else to do, unable to remember how she had come to be out in this storm. Her mind was nearly as blank and impenetrable as the blinding gales of snow that kept her from seeing more than a few feet in front of her, as she slogged through the calf-deep drifts. Is that a light? Is that a house? She stared with eyes that...
Love StoriesThe following story is fictional and involves a sexual mother - son relationship. All characters are at least 18 years of age.My father was the biggest prick to ever walk the earth. For the last sixteen years he had down graded my mother to the point that, she was thinking of killing herself.It was nothing for him to look at her and say things like, " Damn you’re a fat fucking pig," or " I wish you would learn to fuck so I didn’t have to go out and find pussy." The one that really hurt Mom was,...