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A while later they trooped down to the dining hall. Kennedy was prepared for some pretty mediocre food after what Mr. Glastonbury had said, but evidently Lauren was spending more these days than she had at first. It wasn't up to the standards Kennedy was used to, but it was okay. Several of the other Fox cabin girls said it was a lot better than what their cafeterias at school served.

At the end of dinner, Lauren once again stood up. She went through a list of the various activities that were available; it was a surprisingly long list. Kennedy was mildly amused by the list, though. She hadn't done hardly any of the activities. Oh, Mr. Glastonbury had taught her how to swim, but rowing, softball, soccer, basketball, tennis... golf of all things! There were various outdoors type classes in animals and plants, rocks and trees.

But, for all of that, not a single session of judo or karate, no archery, fencing or kendo. Kennedy was a little bemused about the surplus of things to do that she'd never done before, and a deficit of things she was familiar with. At least she knew what her teacher would say: go with the new.

So, right after breakfast she was going to do single person sculls. She was curious about them and about Mr. Waterman. Then tennis and then the general nature class. After lunch she signed up for hiking. It was pretty clear that Charlotte wanted her to go out for soccer and baseball. Kennedy sighed a lot about that as she put her name on the sheet for those. She had never, ever, been on a team before. Again, she was quite sure what Mr. Glastonbury would have to say if he heard her grousing about it.

She finished putting her name on the last sheet, then stepped back and contemplated her schedule. It was almost funny, she thought. Here she was away from Mr. Glastonbury for two weeks, supposedly, but instead he was just down the road in town and moreover, everything she thought about, she ran past her mental image of him.

If he had been there, and if she was carrying Lady Kennedy, she'd have given him a sword salute like Duke Roger was so sparing with.

"Something's tickled your funny bone," a voice said next to Kennedy. She looked at and saw a dark young woman next to her. She was so dark-skinned that Kennedy wasn't sure what race she was.

The girl was fourteen or fifteen, black-haired and black-eyed, reminding Kennedy strongly of Lauren. Kennedy glanced at Lauren and back at the girl. The girl laughed. "Usually it takes a while for people to make the connection. Very observant! I'm Deb Saunders, poor country relation of our glorious camp director."

"I'm Kennedy," she told the other.

Deb laughed at that. "The girl with the stalker problem! I was amazed my aunt was so concerned. Usually she just makes a little voodoo doll, sticks a few pins in it, usually in personal, painful places and the problem vanishes, as it were."

Kennedy nodded and the other girl laughed.

"I'm crushed, I am. Not as bad as a gypsy curse, but not good. You don't remember me."

Kennedy looked at her and wracked her brain trying to remember the girl... and couldn't.

Deb smiled again. "Wounded to the quick, I am! I was sitting next to you at the Fox cabin dinner table a few minutes ago. But your attention was devoted to Charlie, Amy and your friend Harriet."

If Deb had been next to her at dinner, then she would have been sitting at the tables in the cabin, too. Kennedy swallowed. With the exceptions of Harriet, Charlotte and Amy, Kennedy doubted if she could recognize anyone from her cabin.

"It's my first time away from home," Kennedy apologized. "I'm home schooled and I don't get out much. To be honest, everyone's face is a blur."

"Well, I see you've got your name down for sculls. This is my fifth summer here and I tell you true, we're likely to be the only two."

"Do you know Mr. Waterman?" Kennedy asked.

Deb craned her head a little to one side. "Do his afflictions bother you?"

Afflictions? Well, that was one way to explain why a demon looked different than the people around him. "No, I was just wondering what he was like."

"If there's anything he doesn't know about small boats, it's because no one else knows it. He's a genius. When he gets done working over a scull, it's a piece of precision apparatus, as fine and as rare as a Stradivarius. Don't let his oddities throw you."

"I was curious, is all," Kennedy said.

"Curious is good," Deb replied, grinning at Kennedy. "Curious is very good."

Right then, Lauren rang a little bell and got everyone's attention. "It's a little after seven. Make sure you've got your name down for each time block for something. While you're back in your cabins freshening up, I'll be putting your names into the computer. If you don't have something you want to do, why, we'll just pick one at random for you.

"In a minute I'll dismiss you back to your cabins. I have one general comment, then an activity notice. So far you've been very good about listening until I'm finished. A few days from now, familiarity might lead you to think you can anticipate me. Don't do it. When I or any other member of our staff tells you you're dismissed, then you are -- not before. So wait until you hear me say the words.

"Last, this evening is a special evening. At eight this evening here in the dining room we'll have a mixer. That's a party where you can mix and get to meet each other. Some places have embarrassing games they play to break the ice. Me, I prefer music. So there will be music and dancing, refreshments of various sorts, a significant fraction of which contain chocolate."

There were titters around the room. "Yes, I know adults aren't supposed to admit to weaknesses, but chocolate is definitely a soft spot for me. Normally we don't encourage people to visit other cabins. Tonight you may, right up until a quarter of eleven, when you'll need to get back to your own cabins. Thus, you may be here, in your cabin or in the cabin of a friend this evening until fifteen minutes before lights out.

"In not quite two weeks, it will be the Saturday night before you leave. We will have another mixer. I'm willing to bet, you have even more fun then. Now, dismissed until eight o'clock, ladies."

Kennedy was mildly amused to see that Harriet walked back to the cabin with Charlotte, the two of them talking each other's ears off. Deb Saunders fell into step beside Kennedy.

"That girl is your friend, right?" Deb asked her.

"Yes, my best and only friend."

"Well, we can fix that last easily enough." Deb dropped her voice, "You understand that the staff and a good many of the campers are all sex-starved maniacs?"

Kennedy nodded. "Does that include you?"

"Hey, that comes under the heading of gossip! Not good! Yes, but not as much as some."

"And I'm curious, but not that curious," Kennedy told her.

"Here everything is at your own pace," Deb told her bluntly. "That's why there's a veggie track where you do nothing but go out in the woods and sit on a rock. Usually after the first Wednesday there's only one or two people left, and they come and go intermittently."

They arrived back at the cabin and Kennedy sat on her bed again, watching the rest of the girls in the cabin. She focused on their faces, trying to get to know them. Names would have to wait for later, she knew, but this was a part of her education that Mr. Glastonbury had left out. Even at Faire, with thousands of people milling around, you weren't expected to get to know them. She'd taken her introductions in small portions, one or two at a time. Meeting a couple of dozen people in one day and being expected to learn their names and faces... that was hard.

A few minutes later Harriet came by, and waved out to the porch. Kennedy went along, fairly confident she knew what Harriet was going to say.

"Kennedy..." Harriet's voice cracked and she blushed.

"Charlotte has asked if you'd like to spend the night with her, and you told her yes," Kennedy supplied. "That this is just for a night or two and doesn't affect anything about how you feel about me."

Harriet looked down at the ground; her voice was apologetic. "Yes."

"Harriet, I wish I was as adventurous as you. Of all the people here, I think I can say that I'm the most familiar with the advantages of individual tutoring."

"I was afraid you wouldn't understand."

"I understand, Harriet. You are someone special to me, you always will be. You were the first person to come up to me and tell me that you wanted me to be your friend. Today is the second time in my life I've met people I want to be friends with, but you were there first."

Kennedy leaned close and lightly brushed her lips along Harriet's cheek, like Harriet had done to Kennedy at Faire. "There is a special, warm place for you in my heart, Harriet. Always. You never, ever have to worry about it, okay?"

"I'm so ashamed."

"Harriet, I was proud when Mr. Glastonbury taught me to use Lady Kennedy. I was eager, I thought about her night and day, and I wanted to do nothing else. Be proud, Harriet, not sad or ashamed."

Harriet dropped her voice to something softer than a whisper. "I love you, Kennedy."

"I'm not sure what the word means," Kennedy told her, "so I don't know what to call how I feel. But you're my first and best friend, now and for always. If I had to, I'd die to protect you."

Harriet giggled. "You're a knight in shining armor; you'd do that for anyone."

Kennedy had to laugh. "Well... yes. But Mr. Glastonbury doesn't let me wear armor."

"If you meet someone nice... I won't mind either," Harriet said.

"I've already met a number of nice people," Kennedy responded. "It would be as easy as falling off a log. I'm just not ready yet."

Harriet giggled again, and again her voice was pitched very low. "It's way easier than falling off a log. You just do what that part of you so desperately wants."

A while later Charlotte led them all down the hill again.

It was pretty remarkable, how much the dining hall had changed in less than an hour. The tables were now lining the walls, instead of in rows in the middle of the room. Charlotte told them that tonight they could sit where they pleased, and Kennedy sat together with Harriet, Deb, Charlotte and Amy at a table.

After a few minutes of listening to a song that Kennedy didn't recognize, nor much like, Lauren spoke again.

"I give the same speech at the start of each camp; you'd think that after twenty-some times of giving the same speech, I'd have it memorized.

"Someone asked me a few minutes ago if you had to wear bras. And the answer to that is, it depends. A good many of you don't need one. Some of you, though, need one even if you don't realize it. I'm going to be blunt about a woman's health issue that rarely gets aired, ladies.

"When I was your age in school, the big thing was to have breasts that were big enough to slide a pencil underneath and have the pencil stay in place. At the time, I thought that was quite wonderful, because I could do that! Then my doctor took me to task for not wearing a bra.

"You know how you hold that pencil up? It's because your breast sags. What happens is that the connective tissues in a woman's breast are capable of holding up just so much weight for so long without help.

"Now, maybe you are comfortable with having to pick belly button lint off your nipples, but I never thought it was that attractive. Some of you are already sagging. Wear a bra, ladies and you won't be cured... but you won't be getting worse.

"This camp is where you get to choose what you want to do -- within limits. If you want to go around without underwear, that's your business. You will wear shoes, shorts or jeans and at least a t-shirt long enough to cover your navel. And now, back to the music!"

She put on another CD track that was recognizably a woman singing, but Kennedy still didn't like the song. "You don't like the Black-eyed Peas?" Deb asked, laughing.

"Never heard of them," Kennedy told her. "Most of the music I've heard is classical. If I understand the lyrics, I don't think I approve."

"Modern music is an acquired taste," Charlotte agreed. "But don't let Deb fool you... she has much loftier tastes."

"Sarah Brightman," Deb said. "I've got every CD of hers they've released."

Deb turned to Kennedy. "Sarah Brightman is married to Andrew Lloyd Webber who wrote musicals like Joseph, Evita, Cats, Jesus Christ Superstar and Phantom of the Opera."

"They were married, Deb," Charlotte told her, with emphasis on the past tense verb. "They got divorced a few years ago."

"I pretend it didn't happen. Andrew Lloyd Webber is brilliant, simply a brilliant composer. And he wrote the music just for her to sing; I mean, it was designed for her voice. Why would you want divorce someone who wrote music like that for you?"

"It takes all kinds," Charlotte said. "Actually, the thought of marrying anyone leaves me kind of dizzy."

"Well, men..." Harriet said.

Charlotte patted Harriet's hand fondly. "Dear heart, marry anyone, anyone at all. Maybe some day I'll want to settle down, but for now, I'm content to be a butterfly."

Harriet looked a little embarrassed, and Kennedy gave her hand a little squeeze of encouragement. "At least you could think of something to say," Kennedy whispered into Harriet's ear. That brought a giggle from Harriet.

"And here, I thought I didn't have a jealous bone in my body," Charlotte laughed. "But anyone who can bring a quick smile and a giggle is someone to be jealous of!"

Kennedy decided that the other was pulling her leg. "I just told her that at least she could think of something to say. I don't suppose we can steer the conversation around to Bach? Beethoven? Mozart?"

There were more laughs. After a bit, Charlotte took Harriet's hand and they went and danced. At least, that's what Kennedy assumed they were doing. There were a lot of gyrations and the music beat was much faster than anything she'd ever learned from Mr. Glastonbury.

"You haven't a clue, do you?" Deb said to Kennedy.

"I thought I could dance a little, but this..." All Kennedy could do was shake her head in amazement.

"Would you dance a slow one with me?" Deb asked.

Kennedy turned to her. "You want me," she told Deb.

Deb shrugged. "I wouldn't put it quite like that, but yes."

"I'm not ready, okay?"

Deb laughed at her. "I asked you to dance, not to go to bed, Kennedy. It's fine and wonderful being bright, smart, intelligent and all of that. But use some common sense, sometimes. Now and again, people mean what they say. When you try to read hidden meanings into everything people say, you're going to be clueless what they actually mean, about who they really are.

"Sure, I want to dance with you so I can get to know you better. So you can get to know me better. I also like to dance. And yes, I've thought about you and me... but that's down the road a ways, for me as well as you. In case it's escaped your attention, if someone my age has sex with someone your age, that's rape. They'd try me as an adult and I could spend a good long time in prison. Thanks, but no thanks!"

Kennedy's first thought was to retort that that didn't seem to worry Charlotte. But the sudden realization came that Harriet wouldn't tell anyone about it, even if they tortured her. And Kennedy had no intentions about telling anyone about her own experiences, when she finally got around to having those sorts of experiences. So her first thought about Charlotte was wrong, her first thought about Deb was wrong.

"As near as I can tell," Kennedy said after a minute, "I become totally unhinged when the subject comes up."

Deb leaned close and whispered into Kennedy's ear. "That's what it does. When you consider the objective facts of love-making, where and what you kiss, where your tongue and fingers go, all of the various fluids involved -- it's gross. If sex didn't make us all a little unhinged, we'd grow up to be spinsters who've never known the joy of sex."

And some did that, Kennedy realized. Well, she'd had periods, she had worked out often enough that a little sweat didn't bother her. But Deb was right about the rest.

"Ah! A slow dance! One thing about my aunt! She's as unhinged as the rest of us!"

Deb grabbed Kennedy's hand, and a moment later they were on the dance floor. Kennedy had paid only half a mind to the dancing, but once she was out among the other dancers a great truth dawned on her: everyone in the dining room was a woman. Everyone dancing was a woman.

And as soon as the music started, the lights dimmed and some of the couples became quite passionate. Kennedy spent most of the first part of the dance watching everyone else, amazed at what people would do in public. Truly amazing!

When she finally focused on Deb, she realized that she'd made a mistake. Deb had been focused on Kennedy since they'd left the table. They were dancing with their breasts in light contact and Kennedy's nipples were painfully hard. Not only that, the feeling between her legs that so often graced her dreams was present and more than curious. Quite a bit more than curious.

Deb grinned. "My, when you focus on something, the rest of the world goes away."

"Sorry."

Deb lightly dragged her breasts across Kennedy's again. "Do you want me to stop?"

Kennedy could barely manage a weak laugh. "Damned if I know!"

"Well, let's just say that I know my aunt and this song. You're saved the choice!"

The music came to a stop and the lights came back up.

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KennedyChapter 6 Kennedy at Camp

Kennedy walked back into the office after talking to Mr. Glastonbury. "Now, off with you three," Lauren told Charlotte. "Get settled in your cabin, and get ready to have an enjoyable two weeks." Charlotte walked with them a few feet, and then waved at their suitcases, sitting lonely now, in the road. "You two get your things. I'm past due at the cabin." She pointed it out to them and hurried off. Kennedy got hers and joined Harriet and they too started up the hill. But Harriet was...

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KennedyChapter 25 Queen of the Night

When they got to Scarsdale, Kennedy simply walked towards the taxi stand, Ferinc in tow. She waved him to get in the next available cab. "I'll be a second," she told him. "Sure, Kennedy." Kennedy took eight quick steps, grabbed the man who'd been following them and smiled. "Walk with me." He shook his head, but didn't say anything. She pulled a ballpoint from her purse's outside pocket and pressed it against his skin. "This contains a quick nerve-toxin. If I inject you with it,...

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KennedyChapter 31 The New Mint

The injured girl reached out her hand, seeking Kennedy's. Kennedy wrapped hers around the proffered hand. "You came back for me. You saved my life," Amanda whispered. "You're my sister and friend. I'd have done it for any of you." "This itches something terrible." "Don't scratch," Kennedy told her. She managed to lift her head. "The Marching Band didn't make it, right?" "No, I don't think any of them survived. Not if they stayed." The wounded Slayer looked around....

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Hi Godling Im Kennedy

Can you hear me? Hear you? I'll take that as a 'yes'. What about the other senses? You're in a room with a small desk and a home computer; there's a wall-sized shelf of books beside you. The air smells of slightly acrid floral perfume, and it's comfortably warm. For some reason you can't move your body. I can see and hear and smell and feel, but I can't move. So that part's working too. You're sharing my senses, but you can't control me. Actually, it's pretty-much entirely the other way...

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess10e05 Beverly Kennedy 48 from Glasgow

Once again we fade in on our dark studio – moving in on the rusty old bed and the smelly, cum stained mattress, illuminated by that single powerful spotlight. If you looked “sleezy” up in a visual dictionary, it would probably look like this. Then there’s the familiar clicking of heels on concrete as our next guest walks onto the set and into the pool of light infront of the bed. She’s an older lady, very thin, with long, straight brunette hair in a center parting. Her small frame is...

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The Kennedys 13 That got the cream

Simple, easy to follow instructions, that works for me. So I hasten to do just that, my clothes got left on the chair I'd just been sitting on, and I knelt between her open legs on the bed. I enter her and thrust away. She's obviously enjoying it, the usual moaning and writhing, I'm enjoying it as well, obviously. I start slow, I want to make it last, it’s probably not going to last that long, it’s the first fuck of the day, I'm always a bit eager, but I'm trying. That's when she opens...

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The Kennedys 11 A Little Test

That set the tone for our interactions, I felt like I was being used, and that Kennedy was rude towards me, but I seemed to like it. I just got turned on by that. That I didn't understand. So, as with any problem I don't understand, I researched the issue. There's a lot of information about sexuality out there, some of it helpful, some of it less so, some of it just plain wrong. There are a lot of opinions, like they say, everyone has one. What I found most useful to understanding was a...

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The Kennedys 25 Be still my Cheating Heart

Kiki's my wife, she runs a porn production company, after she made a name, and a buttload of money, acting in porn. She still acts in some of her productions. I on the other hand, sometimes hang around the productions, and Kiki encourages the porn stars to be nice to me (like have sex with me). I do officially have a job as part of the production, just taking care of the women's needs, including sex. It's the sex I like. The job may have been a joke, which stuck, I do get paid to have sex...

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The Kennedys 17 Surprise

"Hey." She got straight to the point, telling me, "I want to give you as many blowjobs as you want this afternoon." That was a rare treat, I might wonder what bought that on, but I wasn't going to argue. "OK." "So I want you to be naked, on my bed, and hard when I get there, OK?" Not unusual, I had a spare key to her place, I quite often waited for her on her bed. "OK." "Unless, …" There was another part coming. "Unless what?" "Unless you want me to spank...

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The Kennedys 27 Interview with Kiki

AVN: So, “Dr” Kiki Kennedy? Kiki: Yes, I have a doctorate, in particle physics no less. You can look up the exact title if you want, but it’s to do with saw-tooth instabilities in plasma wakefields. And, if that made any sense to any of your readers, I invite them to join our “physics nerds” section of the discussion forum on my website. When I founded the company, I thought that having the title “Dr” would lend a certain gravitas to my being CEO. Before that I’d only been known as a...

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The Kennedys 15 Safe at Third Base

Every other time, I've whole heartedly approved of what emerged from that closet. This time, I was definitely in two minds, she was wearing the strap on dildo I'd bought for her, but she'd never got around to using it on me. I'd told her I didn't want her to use it on me, and I meant that, but still the idea turned me on, a lot. She stood in front of me; I shook my head. The dildo was waving on my face. "You don't want it?" She questioned. "No. No way do I want you to use that...

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The Kennedys 2122 Large Proposals

I flew down to L.A. with Kiki again. This time we were met at the airport by Jade, who expressed surprise to find me in tow. Jade was different from the average porn star I'd met before. First, she was driving an old Geo Metro, so I guessed frugal. She was also bigger than the average porn star, she was what is known as a "BBW" it seems, "Big Beautiful Woman." I wouldn't argue with any part of that label; she had humongous boobs which wobbled temptingly. She was also black, or...

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The Kennedys 16 Kiki at Large

I didn't know when to expect Kennedy, she hadn't sent me the usual text telling me which plane she was catching. She didn't always, sometimes keeping that as a surprise. There was a knock at the door, I wasn't expecting anyone, except Kennedy, and Kennedy didn't knock. So I was really surprised when I opened the door and Kennedy was standing there. Actually, I wasn't sure if it were Kennedy, or Kiki, if there's a difference. She wasn't dressed in Kennedy's usual dowdy manner; she...

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The Kennedys 35 The Doctor Makes Housecalls

But there was something missing, eventually I had to do something about it. I sent a text, just "?" to Kennedy. It wasn't too long before a terse reply came, "You want something?" I thought that was obvious, "Yes." Kennedy's next reply cut to the heart of the matter, "Doesn't the slut do that for you?" Kennedy never did seem to like Kiki, calling her "the slut," the feeling seemed to be mutual, Kiki called her "The Bitch" (on the rare occasions they acknowledged each...

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The Kennedys

I’m shy at the best of times, around women that gets much worse. Around Kennedy it was nearly terminal. After unsuccessfully trying to start a conversation with me she said, “It's all right, I won’t bite!” Then, she made exaggerated biting motions towards me, growled, and said, “Not unless you want me to.” Then she laughed her characteristic laugh. I froze then, I’d gone past fright or flight, I’d got to the part where I just froze. I did eventually manage to talk to her, we were going to...

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The Kennedys 31 House and Ass Warming

Kiki’s response was unexpectedly enthusiastic, “Oooh, thank you! You’ve never asked me to tie you up before. You know how much I love that.” Actually, I didn’t, and I hadn’t though of that. As usual, the situation here is a bit complicated. Kiki may, or may not, have tied me up before, depending on your point of view, it was Kennedy, Kiki’s alter-ego that had done the tying. I didn’t know that Kiki, as Kiki, not Kennedy, liked to do it, she’d never said. Sometimes, she’s just too...

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Coach Kennedys Lesson

Bridget Sweeney rolled her eyes as she listened to the other cheerleaders complaining about having to run laps because they got caught smoking between third and fourth period by Mr. Kennedy, the boys’ gym teacher and the cheerleading and competitive dance team coach. Stupid spoiled brats she thought, everyone knows not to smoke in the second floor bathrooms. Bridget was not above sneaking a quick cigarette between classes, but she was smart enough to use the bathrooms on the first floor that...

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The Kennedys 23 ChChChChanges Turn and face the strange

She had another “coming out,” this time as the porn star to all our friends and colleagues. Most were surprised, some seemed to know who Kiki was, some didn’t. They were surprised at her change in manner, Kiki was much more easy going than the acerbic Kennedy. Not many were surprised at the news of the engagement, I may have been the last to see that coming. It still did feel weird being engaged, I’d spent so long suppressing any attachment to Kennedy/Kiki, that I had difficulty expressing...

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The Kennedys 14 Coed Axemurderer

In a last desperate effort to escape, Kiki ripped off Dee's miniskirt, showing Dee's naked, bald pussy, then dove in face first to the exposed pussy. "I like this bit." Said Dee, in her incredibly sexy British accent. She was sitting next to me as we watched the action unfold on the TV screen in front of us. We were watching "Cherry Falls III: Co-ed Axe-murderer," Dee was playing the lead of the axe-murderer. Kiki didn't say anything, she was kneeling naked on the floor in front of...

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The Kennedys 33 House and Pussy Warming

Kiki was laying out the plans for our housewarming party, when she got to that part, I thought it was an excellent idea. I'd been the entertainment at a few of Kiki's parties, back to her bachelorette party before we got married, it was always fun. This party was going to be for the girls in the office, but it was purely social, not something I'd get paid for, unlike that bachelorette party, I didn't mind either way. So the day of the party rolled around, I'm naked, except for the...

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The Kennedys 37 Exhibit M

Of course, Kiki has lots of pictures, and videos of herself, they were all over the internet, and her website. I never wanted to be on that side of the camera, but now I knew that Kiki wanted it, I thought about it. Then we talked about it, I had lots of reservations about the idea, but Kiki came up with a plan I could live with. I never liked the idea of being naked (or fucking) in front of men, but women are no problem for me (now). Kiki said we could have Tina and Dana, the videographers,...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 1

The following characters return from Part 1: Sgt. Bill Baker Radio Operator, 5'-10" tall, 170 pounds, 24 years old, Auburn hair, Hazel eyes MSG Sawyer Team Sergeant, 6'-6" tall, 275 pounds, 42 years old, black hair, brown eyes Suenee Sa Bill's girl friend and wife, 5'-2" tall, 108 pounds, 34C-23-35, 21 years old, brown eyes, long black hair, oval face, very cute Sophie MSG Sawyer's girlfriend, 5'-10" tall, 140 pounds, 38C-25-37, 25 years old, brown eyes, long black hair The...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 2

Fields dropped me off at Ploenchit Road and continued back to the Team House, while I walked the few blocks to the Nana. I was soaked when I got there from Bangkok's heat and humidity. The air conditioning in the lobby felt really great. I went up to the room where I found Suenee talking to two of the women who worked at the hotel. The women left just after I arrived and Suenee took one look at me and said, "Shower." I knew better than to argue by now and collected my other clothes and...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 3

New characters appearing in the next several chapters: Short Round Friend of Bill’s, 5’-9” tall, 145 pounds, 21 years old, brown hair, gray eyes Ear Company clerk, tall thin young man, 20 years old, red hair and freckles SSG Williams, Willie S-2, 83rd RRSOU, 5’-8” tall, 170 pounds, 31 years old, very short blond hair, blue eyes First Sergeant Never named other than his rank, tall, thin, balding, reddish completion 44 years old Major Taylor Commander, HQ Co, 83rd RRSOU, 5’-4” tall,...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 6

The trip from Bangkok back to Korat is about 260 km, more or less by road. We pulled out of Seri Court just after 0830 and made good time once we got out past Don Mung airport. We took the turn to Sara Buri and headed up Friendship Highway. I had a much better view of the trip from the elevated cab of the deuce and a-half then I had had from the pickup truck coming the other way. It was shortly after passing Sara Buri and before we reached the climb to the Korat plateau that I started to...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 7

New characters appearing in the next few chapters" Luang Silapakom Bill's landlord and teacher, 5'-6" tall, 130 pounds, 53 years old brown eyes, black hair going gray John Bill's co-worked, MOS 98G (Voice Intercept Operator), 5'-9" tall, 150 pounds, 23 years old, blond hair, blue eyes, SP/4 Ernie Translator (Vietnamese), MOS 04B, 5' 8" tall, 160 pounds, 24 years old, brown hair and eyes, SP/5 The entrance to the Operations area was the red guard-shack we had been to last...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 8

The rest of the morning was pretty dull with only a few good bits of conversations to be captured. It wasn't until after lunch that we picked up the Attapu station again. John went to get Ernie while I recorded it. There was shouting again at both ends of the transmission. Ernie was laughing his ass off after he came in. They finally signed off, and Ernie eventually managed to stop laughing enough to talk to us. "What the hell is so funny?" John asked, as he turned from his receiver to...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 9

When we returned to our house shortly after midnight on New Year's day, Suenee seemed very distracted. I was sitting on the bed when Suenee came over to me. "Can we do something different tonight," she asked, but seemed worried. "Sure. What would you like to do?" I asked. "I ... I have been talking to some of the younger women, the ones that work in the bars," she said nervously. "They have told me that it is not a big thing to do." "What is?" I asked, confused. "Smoking,"...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 10

New characters appearing in chapter 10 and after: Phil Del Vecchio Captain, Bill met him in Bangkok, 5’-7”tall, 185 pounds, 36 years old, black hair, hazel eyes, very muscular Tweed SSG, Engineer, Bill’s friend from Cambodia, 5’-9” tall, 155 pounds, 32 years old, blond hair, blue eyes Carson SSG, Infantry, 5’-11” tall, 170 pounds, 32 years old, black hair, gray eyes Williams SSG, Infantry, 5’-9” tall, 150 pounds, 30 years old, Brown hair, hazel eyes Colby SSG, Artillery, 6’-0” tall,...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 11

Characters returning from Part 1 of the story: LTC Hawkins Executive Officer, 46th Group, 6'-1" tall, 185 pounds, 45 years old, brown hair, blue eyes MAJ Carlson S-3, 46th Group, 5'-9" tall, 160 pounds, 39 years old, sandy blond hair, gray eyes The road from the airfield was straight as an arrow and our maps showed that it intersected Highway 4 / 13 roughly half a mile before that road split. One part went through the town and was designated as highway or road 1, and the other part...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 12

After breakfast at the PX cafeteria in the morning, I went over to finance. They went over my records, while Suenee went back to the room to wait for me. "Damn Sarge, you've been all over the place," the SP/5 clerk said before he got to the Command Sponsorship paper work. He went over that very carefully, and it took some time. "It looks like you have a bunch of money coming," he finally said. "This Command Sponsorship is effective from the date you got married, which was in...

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The Amulets of Power III the Kennedy Wars Part 2Chapter 13

New characters introduced in the next two chapters: Colonel Thuathao Senior Colonel, Thai Special Forces, Suenee's 'uncle', 5'-10" tall, 170 pounds, 48 years old, black hair going gray at the temples, brown eyes I arrived at the airfield while they were still unloading the C-130 aircraft, as it is only about a four mile drive. I pulled up on the unloading ramp near the plane and walked over to the Air Force Loadmaster who was supervising the unloading. "Howdy," I said as I...

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