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Up-Skirt Cutie I was looking in the Yahoo Groups when I found a picture of an “Up-Skirt Cutie” that I knew. No shit! It’s the woman at the bank that waits on me all the time. I always get in her line and she saves me a roll of the latest State or Territorial Quarter or the latest Presidential Dollar that has come out. We make small talk and she has the sweetest smile in the world. She is middle age maybe in her early forties, slightly heavy, but a pleasure to be around. Occasionally...
ISS er sakol pathok o pathika der anek anek shubhechha janiye ami amar dwitiyo 2nd galpo ta aj likchhi. Aj ami amar GF er cousin er songe amar jounolilar galpo tomader bolbo. Kintu prothome ami tomader sakolke amar porichoy ta abar diye dite chai. Karon anekei amar galpo prothom porcho. Ami Raja, mane Raja Sen, ami thaki city of joy – Kolkata te. Ami Kolkata theke PG complete kore akhon private firm (MNC) te kaj kori. Ami besh forsa height 5’7 weight 60 Kg, tar mane ami akdom mota noi akdom...
Vintage Cuties and classic beauties will always have a place in my heart and masturbation fantasies, no matter how many generations of modern sluts I continue to shake my dick at. So much porn is made and forgotten that you have to appreciate the photos and videos that have stood the test of time. When you’re cranking it to vintage smut, you’re continuing a sexual legacy that may have lasted a hundred years or more. Imagine being so sexy people are fapping to your memory a century after you...
Premium Vintage Porn SitesChapter Nineteen: Breeding the Mind-Controlled Cuties By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Vivian Bailey “I'm not sure I want to be bred,” I told Mr. Michaels. We were in his classroom. The school day was done, and I was reporting to my professor the progress I had made on programming the app and server software for his mind-control devices. I was a lesbian. I liked girls, but thanks to the device controlling my mind, I also wanted Mr. Michaels....
Labatt’s Guest House, London, Ontario 7:46pm, Tuesday, November 20, 1979 “ ... You know, Love Stinks!” Zupena sang in a fairly deep voice. “Zupi! ... Ya-you always know exactly what to say to make me feel better,” Lynette finally chuckled with tears still running down her cheeks. Zupena smiled at Lynette and leaned over to give her a kiss on the crown of her head. I winked at my tall beauty, who then surprised all of us, again, by softly singing: “You love her, but she loves him. And he...
Kiosk Cutie By Jena Corso Edited By Tiffany Myers Chapter 1 "Wake up, honey," said Eric's mom, shaking him awake on the couch. "Your grandmother is here." "Hey grandma," said Eric, kissing her cheek. "Come on lazy bones," his grandmother scolded him. "Remember our deal today. We are going shopping." "Oh yeah." Eric had forgotten all about it. "Alright." "Here, put on a new shirt honey," said his mother, handing him a freshly ironed plain black t-shirt, which he pulled...
Chapter Seven: Futa-Mommy Searches the Cutie By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Madeline Marlow I savored my futa-daughter, Sky, sucking my clit-dick as I drove us to school. I worked as a secretary at her community college. She bobbed her head, loving my mommy-cock with that hungry mouth of hers. I gripped the steering wheel, struggling to focus on driving. “Wow, Mrs. Marlow, your daughter is being naughty,” Georgia said from the backseat. The...
The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated. Mark Twain Afghanistan June 14-15 A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song. Chinese Proverb In the back of his mind, Darryl's subconscious continued to work on the puzzle and just as he boarded the helicopter, it finally clicked. Despite the exotic tonalities and the unfamiliar instrument, that melody could only be one song, his song, THE song, the song Courtney had written for him so many years...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: August 23, 2010) Chapter 4 - Song and Sand Uncle Kevin and his family were gone when we arrived home after seeing Mary. I assumed that they had already headed down to the beach, and Mom said she'd drive me down after lunch to catch...
Reddit Petite Girls, aka r/PetiteGirls! If you know anything about me, you know I love fucking all kinds of women. And I’ve had them all, too: Asian sluts, athletic bitches, blacks, whites, Indians, I may have even fucked a space alien somewhere between getting rimmed from a Spanish chick to having a three-way with two midgets. But as many bitches of all sizes and shapes that I’ve fucked – and the few people you’ve fucked (aww, you’re still a virgin? Sucks to be you!) – let’s be real here:...
Reddit NSFW ListI’ve always been an avid people watcher, not kids because they are too hard to read, but adults are always fair game. I try to read what their lives might be like by what they are wearing, how they look and go about their day. There are those who are luckily enough to be good looking, or unlucky to be downright unattractive. Some people are obviously happy and vibrant in their daily toil, and others seem to be miserable as if this day may be their last on earth. Young lovers are good to watch,...
To his relief, she gave the smallest hint of a smile. "I was about to, but I thought maybe I should be nice after all the rides you've given me." He chuckled, glad she was playing along. They traveled for two blocks in silence, thick silence that could only come from a break in laughter. Both tried to think of a topic well away from the question he had asked, but it hung too heavily in their minds. "Are you hungry?" The question came quickly. "I didn't eat anything at the show, and...
The autumn wind blows a soft lullaby as the ruffle of the trees’ dying leaves pay homage to the color of the season. Together with the cold breeze came the hymn of a young ballad that sung with the season’s call. The innocent tune resounded through the stone paths and old foliage, leading to the windows of a humble home. In a little room, one can glance at the image of a little girl and a grand piano. From her little fingers, she played the keys in the ways of a budding talent. Inexperienced...
LesbianChapter One: That Dumb Ass Song I want to start off by saying that all of this story is true. Its written as it was lived. I changed the names to protect the secrets of those written here. I wanted the story to start with the losing of my virginity because of what it meant to me that day. I loved her more than anyone in my whole life. I wanted to tell that story before telling the rest of the story. After whats to come it may change your persepsion of the prologue. I hope it doesnt because she...
Whitney's Song: Every Teenaged Girl in America Wants To Be Me By Pirategrrl (c) 2000 1. SMUGNESS IS NOT HAPPINESS. "New message, left today at 11:35 am," the quasi-sexy voice cooed as I checked my voicemail messages from behind my desk. The snottiest, most overeducated assistant I ever had used to call it my Ayn Rand desk; gleaming metal, dominating the landscape of my office with swoops of stainless steel, black marble and ego, covered in the monuments of my importance as a...
Hello beautiful ladies and horny guys, his is a real story of how I took the virginity of a small town girl in Bangalore which gave birth to our sex adventures in the IT city. About me, I am a 26-year-old IT professional here in Bangalore since 2019. The lockdown and WFH took me to my hometown. I am an average looking guy with a blessed height of 6 ft, fair skin and an average body type. I am not a gym hunk but I occasionally hit the gym to stay fit and healthy whenever work schedule...
Ami Raja Kolkata e thaki, unmarried, Kolkatar e ekta MNC te kaaj kori, amar boyos 30 height 5’8” ektu golgaal average chehara. Je ghotona ta apnader kaache uposhapon korte cholechi seta bochor khanek aager ghota… Amar ei jibone khub kom meye e eseche karon ami se bhabe kauke dekhtam naa…Kintu sedin, office theke, berobar somoy assistant Mili jiggasa korlo “Ki Rajada kothay jacchen???” Ami or answer ta na diei bollam tomer ki lift lagbe sune bollo “bhaloi to hoy” Ami oke namate raji hoy gelam...
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. Crowfoot South Dakota, June 6-8 Crying for a Vision Dreams are the answers to questions that we haven't yet figured out how to ask. Fox Mulder At the end of the feast to celebrate her acceptance as a new relative, Ominotago, as Courtney would now always be known here, brought the sacred pipe to Gaho....
Jasen, hearing her quiet exclamation, looked over and saw the black plastic in her hand. There was shock and guilt on her face. “Easy there, Banner.” “I'm not mad.” Her tone gave the impression of correction. He had actually expected her to think that he was mad. “Huh?” “Or frightened.” Without taking his eyes off the road, he gave her a confused expression. “Bruce Banner only turns into the Hulk when he's extremely angry or anxious.” She used a light hearted matter-of-fact tone,...
Introduction: To fully enjoy the story, please read from part 1. Part 2 begins directly where the first left off. After being offered a ride, Kairi finds herself in Jasens car being driven home. This is not the final part by any means, so for those of you who liked the pace of my other stories, try to not get disappointed just yet. Im also sorry to say that the third part may not be coming for a while (I should be doing homework), but Im hoping within the week. As always, I sincerely hope you...
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again. Charles Dickens May 1995 Johnny Andersen was just hanging out at the upscale apartment of his best friend Darryl Sanders. Johnny often worked as Darryl's assistant on larger photo shoots and did smaller jobs like weddings for a living. Johnny was a perfectly competent and dependable photographer. He just lacked the special talent and artistic ability that put Darryl at the top of the field. But that didn't keep them from being...
May 1985 — May 1995 The Years Apart by Darryl Sanders Thank God, Grandma Kedrick was with me when I got that note. I found out later that the note actually was given to Robyn, who didn't want the responsibility. When Grandma offered to deliver the note, Robyn gratefully accepted. Neither knew what the note said, but they both knew it was bad news. The entire town knew that Courtney and her family had disappeared overnight. The local gossip was that Mr. Archer had deserted his family to run...
I slept like the dead, and woke up to the room phone ringing. "Sir, Mr Lim's driver is waiting for you." said the voice on the other end. "That's impossible, our meeting isn't until tomorrow," I replied. As it turned out, we crossed the international date line, so we did actually have a meeting that day. My bad. Worse, was that I was also supposed to have dinner with Mr Lim, and one of his Jr VPs, that evening, even though I'd made a date with our sexy flight attendants....
Lukah and Jessie had decided to chill and hang around the house, on their first day off together in several days. After all, the weather report was calling for rain. The day started… Lukah and Jessie had decided to chill and hang around the house, on their first day off together in several days. After all, the weather report was calling for rain. The day started off as any lazy, rainy day. A small brunch, catching up on household chores and of course cuddling in front of the TV. As the...
Love"I don't know, my mom brought it back from her business trip to china." Arthur held out the coin for Steven to inspect. The two longtime friends were hanging around in Steven's dorm killing time, something they did most days in their junior year at college. Arthur's mother had just stopped by for a visit after being in China for a couple weeks and he came over to Steven's room to hang out and show him the gifts his mother had brought home. "That's cool. Is it really all gold?" Steven...
March 30, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “What are we doing with a full day off?” Clarissa asked when I returned from my run on Friday morning. “I had no plans except to relax until our concert tonight. Most everyone has at least one exam today, so it can just be us, if you want.” “Get your shower and come back to bed.” I quickly showered, dried off, and climbed into bed with Clarissa. She snuggled close and I put my arm around her as she got into our usual cuddling position, with her left arm and...
Karaoke. No matter how stressful things got at work or at home, she always had karaoke. It was the one time a week she could go and pour out everything she was feeling. Some nights she sang upbeat, fun songs like Hey Mickey or Life is a Highway. Some nights she felt soulful and belted out Bonnie Tyler and Meat Loaf. Billy Joel, Elton John, Journey, and Bon Jovi were frequently included in her lineup. She was even known to get downright silly and sing Weird Al songs all night. She wasn’t a great...
Introduction: For those of you who have read my other stories, this one may — at first — not seem to follow the same flow, but stick with it. I dont think youll be disappoint. (Or maybe you will, but I certainly hope you wont). For those of you who have never read my stories before: if you are looking for nothing but raw meaningless sex, you are about as far from the right place as you can get. Part 1 of this series, like the others, does not contain any sex. I hope you all enjoy! As always,...
// 1 // - It was a quiet morning and Gabriel took a moment to enjoy the sun rising above the waves. Around him, he heard the familiar murmur of the ocean lapping at his boat, and the half-sunken houses around him. The same whisper of the water helped him to fall asleep every evening and greeted him in the mornings like this one. A grumbling of his stomach reminded him of the tasks at hand. As he looked in his secret stash, Gabriel had to suppress a sigh. A half loaf of bread, by now...
A Beautiful Wishby 800ibgorrilaChapter 2: Song of the New DayLight poured in through George's bedroom window and splashed directly across his face. He had tried to fight the growing realization that he was awake by covering himself with a pillow and willing himself back into a dream with Dawn. But he eventually gave up, and picked himself up off the bed. He looked around hopefully, but she was no where to be found. The mood enhancing candles and furnishings were gone, and back were his...
NovelsThe choices we make and the chances we take, determine our destiny. Anon South Dakota, June 2-5 Hunkapi So too is the buffalo holy, because it is the gift of Wakan-Tanka. Flat Iron (MAZA BLASKA) Oglala Sioux The afternoon was spent doing the shopping to bring Courtney's riding outfit up to practical standards right down to some very unsexy but comfortable "granny britches" underwear. Since a good hat and good boots are essential to anyone who plans to spend serious time in the saddle...
Redemption Song, by Armond Author's note: Gale's song at the end of the story is modified from a poem by the mystic poet Mirabai, translation Robert Bly. *** 1. Late Fall "So honored one, do you wish this creature? The Arch Priestess thought you and your brother might need another beast of burden, perhaps?" The ruddy-skinned guard shifted in the seat of her wagon to turn away from the cold north wind, her heavy gray cloak flapping about her. Meg squinted at the figure...
Introduction: Sorry for the delay with this one. Couldnt get things quite the way I wanted them. Forewarning, there is no sex in this part of the story. If youre looking for a tale of meaningless sex, you should look somewhere else. To fully enjoy, please read from Part 1. Thank you to everyone for reading, rating and commenting! -SS Jasen rapped heartily, pausing to note the sideways 8 and chipped paint that adorned the discolored door. Despite dozens of car rides and even more conversations,...
A few seconds of silence followed the sound of his knock before he heard a bolt shift. All at once, he was nervous, but his determination was too solid for him to back down. The door swung slowly, with a creak, and her face appeared in the opening. Surprise showed in her features, along with a small degree of confusion, yet he could not help but smile at the sight of her. “Jasen? What's up?” “Can you come out and play?” His words nearly trampled hers as he tried to get them out before...
Petites s?urs. Je ne vais pas tarder ? faire mon entr?e solennelle dans l'?glise. Maman est ? mes cot?s. Plus nerveuse que moi, elle ne cesse de r?ajuster ma coiffe. Elle veut que je sois parfaite pour mon mariage. Mais en ce moment, je suis nerveuse pour d'autres raisons... Et d'abord, parce que Daniela, ma s?ur, est en retard... Comme toujours. Pour la dixi?me fois en moins de deux minutes, je demande ? maman de me donner l'heure. J'entends la marche nuptiale qui d?bute, je vais faire mon entr?e, et t...
I was sitting staring at the screen, absent-mindedly chewing the end of a strand of my red hair when the Features Editor wandered over.“Jackie, have you heard of K-Pop?”I grinned at him. “Well yeah, but I don’t think that’s exactly my scene. I think I hit puberty about, oooh, fifteen years ago.”He smirked. “Very funny. This might be your scene though.”He slid a press release onto my desk. One side of an A4 page, titled ‘The dark side of K-Pop.’“They are playing at the Blue Angel tonight. I’d...
InterracialLabatt’s Limo to Glencoe High School 5:35pm, Friday, April 6, 1979 “What do you mean ... this can’t be the one and only time you’re gonna play with us?” Lynette exclaimed after Jennifer told all seven of us that this would be the last time she thought she’d be able to play with our band. “I, I just think that with my new gymnastics schedule and more importantly, listening to how E and Brick have sounded with you ... that I’m just...” “You’re still gonna do the odd ‘guest sax’ song or two...
Part 1 — Paradise When it was finally time to dress for dinner, Courtney and Darryl both knew that just outside their door was the real world, with problems they would have to face, together if they could. But the eighteen hours since they'd been reunited were the happiest they had ever had. The main purpose of the dinner, besides the fact that the happy couple was long overdue for a break and a sit-down meal, was to allow Darryl to become better acquainted with Jaclyn and Karl,...
That's for damned sure. Life also likes throwing awful curve balls the way it did with the car accident six years ago that killed my wife, the woman I loved since high school. Her death left me feeling horribly alone except for our daughter Susie, who was twelve at the time. It was hard getting over that disaster, but Susie and I pulled through. It's said time heals all wounds but I don't believe it. I think time simply plasters over such deep pain and slops on a fresh coat of paint,...
“You left this note for me?” She finally spoke slowly and carefully, running her fingers over the words. “The morning when you were gone... this was there for me, but I missed it?” With an excruciating amount of concentration, he kept his words organized and did not allow them to spill out at once. “I figured you must have been starving, I knew I was, so I only got up to grab some food from the lobby for us to eat. When I told you that I didn't bring you there to sleep with you, I meant...
Introduction: Here is the final part. The wait even annoyed me, so Im very sorry for how much it affected any and all of you. Please feel free to comment with any thoughts. Thank you all for reading, and thank you infinitely for your patience. -SS The second they both crossed into the apartment, she closed the door behind them. Jasen thought for a moment that he heard the lock click, but wasnt sure. Her eyes were cast downward, moving again over the words on the paper. Nerves ran through Jasen,...
I like to crank some tunes when I fuck. It sets the mood, you know? And Frankie is a great song to fuck to.Relax, don’t do it. When you want to cum. *1“Oh FUCK me Daddy! Yes, yes, yes fuckkkkkk me Daddy…”I pumped her harder and harder, both of us close. Having a woman call me ‘Daddy’ was such a turn-on for me.“Cum in me Daddy! Fill me up oh gaawwwwdddd!”Her pussy clenched tightly on me. Her back arched as she thrashed around in full orgasmic ecstasy. The candlelight danced on her magnificent...
Love StoriesThe Erinyes Incessae – Lor-Khev, The Magery of Thosi The howls of the rampaging barguest filled the night over the small town of Lor-Khev in southern Thosi. The Lesh-Ke Mountains loomed to the south, a wall of black that occulted the brilliant, starry sky I flew through. My eyes scanned the town. My prey lay in here. The target of Mother’s vengeance. I glided over the town on black-feathered wings, gripping my spear of fire in my hand. Already Angela of the Knights Deute, bastard descendant...
July 28, 1983, McKinley, Ohio On Thursday evening I was sitting in my room, practicing my guitar after having spoken with Tasha and confirmed our date for Sunday. Just after 9:00pm, there was a knock at the door. “It’s unlocked! Come in!” The door opened and Milena walked in, closing the door behind her. “Hey!” I replied. “What’s up?” “Got some time for me?” “Always. What can I do for you?” “Sing me a love song and then make love to me?” “Your wish is my command!” I grinned. “Come sit...
The reason for it was simple, the "love" songs were slower and a bit less interesting for the audience. Eye contact, however, got the girls going and that giddy excitement spread to everyone around them. The never-continuously-look-at-a-girl rule helped to save them from the over zealous female admirers, though that couldn't be completely avoided. The male performers who were interested in more than just getting the crowd going would shift back to the same girl, one who looked willing, a...
With the NIS program finally over, here are the playlists from the Welcome to the... concert that Mike and the Time Bandettes, and the Shania Twain Band played at the John Labatt Center in London. I regularly used ‘unique’ web-links to songs to get a feel for how other bands have played these songs. For example, I used Nickelback’s cover of ZZTop’s Sharp Dressed Man as a guide for what Mike and the Time Bandettes, and the lighting crew did during this song. In the Chapter Songs’ list, I did...
[email protected] A little story of the taboo that might have happened. With an Afterword. I knew my thoughts were naughty and taboo; Me thinking about sucking off Dad, and then maybe…just maybe…even more than that. I mean, after all, it was my Dad…and my Mom. What would Mom think? Just as important: what would Dad think? I dreamed of Dad’s erect cock and watching Mom attending to it. I wanted some of that, too. I was a very naughty young woman who enjoyed naughty things and...
Petite Wife Fucked by Many at a Barby8409anon©With the k**s at summer camp for two weeks, my wife and I decided to spend some time at our summer home in Northern Wisconsin. It's on a lake near a fairly small town. After being on the lake and completely alone for a few days, we decided to go out for dinner and drinks. There are a couple of decent restaurants, and we went to our favorite casual place where we didn't feel compelled to change from what we had been wearing on the boat and dock. With...
DISCLAIMER:The following story is purely fiction and should not be taken any further than being read as erotic literature. As a contribution to the erotic literature community, I offer this story intended for a mature audience only. The views expressed in this story are not my own, and if such sexual topics offend you, please do not read on.Story codes: mf hardcore, preg, intr, f-teen, feet, rom, petiteSynopsis: A petite college girl is heart-broken by her boyfriend and then falls into an act...
Summer was now over and school was in full session. I had reconnected with Sarah and now she was the only thing on my mind. She was so beautiful with her black hair, bright green eyes, and the glasses she would occasionally wear, slipping the contacts on when she felt self-conscious. She wore converse no matter the time or season and I loved it.We were so alike in so many ways. We liked many of the same shows and read many of the same books. Our trauma was different, but we had a mutual...
BisexualI’d made an appointment to meet with Coach Hope before football camp. I wanted to talk some sense into him concerning Phil, Yuri and Roc and their desire to come with me to Mexico. He’d said he might suspend them for the first game if they missed the first week of fall football practices. I thought I might bribe him, so I went to Granny’s West and picked up coffee and cinnamon rolls. I knew they always put me in a good mood, so I assumed they would for Coach, too. “If you have what I think...
Part 1: The Hunt Myra crept through the thick brush one careful step at a time. Rain had recently fallen and the slope she was descending was as slippery as it was steep. She was all too aware that one wrong step would send her sliding down to the bottom of the gully and give her presence away. Reaching a tree about halfway down the slope, she leaned against it and held her breath, listening to the sounds of the forest. The birds had gone silent and it seemed even the sounds of the insects...
Part 1: The Hunt Myra crept through the thick brush one careful step at a time. Rain had recently fallen and the slope she was descending was as slippery as it was steep. She was all too aware that one wrong step would send her sliding down to the bottom of the gully and give her presence away. Reaching a tree about halfway down the slope, she leaned against it and held her breath, listening to the sounds of the forest. The birds had gone silent and it seemed even the sounds of the insects had...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe day had been tiring and my mind was pleasantly contemplating a cup of tea, a shower and an evening meal as I drove the last few miles to the hotel. My usual hotel could not accommodate me on this trip so perforce I had to book another, slightly more expensive hotel. I drove a lot in my work, covering some thirty-five to forty thousand miles a year; and had done so for the last fifteen years without accident. Therefore, without boasting too much I considered myself a reasonably good...
WORDS ADAPTED BY PROF POET-PETER FROM A 2007 HOT HIT BY Amy WHITEhouseWE QUOTE WIKIPEDIA IN ENGISH ABOUT AMY WHO DIED TOO YOUNG Amy Jade Winehouse (14 September 1983 – 23 July 2011) was an English singer and songwriter. She was known for her deep, expressive contralto vocals and her eclectic mix of musical genres, including soul, rhythm and blues and jazz.A member of the National Youth Jazz Orchestra during her youth, Winehouse's influences were Sarah Vaughan and Dinah Washington. She signed to...
L'?trange voyage de Julie de Granlac Julien occupait un emploi aux archives, pour l'?t?. Il n'y avait pas beaucoup de travail, parce que qu'il n'y avait pas beaucoup de visiteurs et le jeune ?tudiant en histoire ?tait un peu d?moralis? par l'atmosph?re fig?e des lieux. ?a lui donnait l'impression que tous ces t?moignages du pass? ?taient venus mourir en s'?chouant dans ces rayonnages, o? ils n'int?ressaient plus personne. Enfin, presque plus personne. Lui, Julien, adorait fl?ner parmi tous ces tr?sors oubli?s. Sou...
The smoke floating in the air made Aidan’s eyes sting and he wasn’t particularly enjoying the constant jostling of the closely packed crowd. It was Saturday night, a little more than twenty-four hours since he’d pitched writing an in-depth review of Seattle’s newest nightclub to Lynette. But now that he was here in the midst of the loud conversation and blaring music that made up the atmosphere of the club called ‘Soleil,’ he thoroughly wished he was home watching a Law & Order re-run....
Sing a Healing Song Chapter 1 It all started with a trip to Ireland. Well, not "all". You could say some of it started the day I was born, and named Matthew D'Arcy, the only son of Mark D'Arcy, a football player, and his wife Annette. And maybe some of it started later that same day when Annette died from complications of giving birth to me. I was always a sickly kid, and my dad eventually gave up football so he could look after me better, and I have never doubted his love...