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7 de octubre 2017ESTEBAN, DAVID, MIGUELDurante el día fui hacer compras para mi casa y fui a vitriniar en un centro comercial, luego en la tarde me puse a ver una película con Denzel Washington y Marc Anthony sobre un secuestro, no pude ver el final ya que me dormí, lastima pero sabía que con la dormida tendría más energía para la noche.Me aliste para salir sola, me entro la idea durante la semana, una ducha y loción corporal para estar deliciosa. Salí bastante sexy para provocar, fui a un...
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Birth Records-- Winter 561 B.C. 37 male children have been born and taken into the custody of the Spartan Army. Of the 37 children, 9 children were found to be inadequate for the needs of the Spartan Army. The remaining 28 have been committed to training. “Cyrus! Keep your shield up!” My trainer yelled, followed quickly by the sound of a cracking whip at my heels. I quickly brought my shield up and felt my shield arm get shaken as my partner strikes at me. I pull my shield away to...
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DEPARTING FROM MILAN By Monica Graz PART 1 I was dressed in a quite simple manner when Conchita took me out to meet her Filipino friends that warm Sunday afternoon. It has been the first time I wasn't wearing my maid's uniform since I arrived in Signora's house two months ago; the fist day I had the chance to go out as a 'normal person'. Since I had no other clothes except my maid's uniforms, Conchita gave me an outfit to wear and I was dressed following her instructions....
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Joe had been unusually impatient for Christmas vacation to arrive. Or winter vacation to be more politically correct. Because he missed Chandi and Moe. Chandi reluctantly insisted they wait. Busy with school. Joe was too, and the beginnings of his novel. Eddie had been impatient for a different reason. Finally gathering everyone together for MIRE rehearsals. He and Sandy had sent tapes back and forth to arrange her choral group. And Charlie had been largely absent as well, either in Boston...
Despite the forty year old French couple being the only remaining representatives of the family who resided in the Chateau, the middle of four generations, and the size of it, it couldn’t quite hold everyone who visited. Even with the large playroom transformed into a dormitory for the several kids. And Cheryl forgoing her room to be one of the women sleeping with Joe on the huge bed. Shawna and her partner, the last addition to the group, took it. Perhaps if Sandy’s group were intimate...
The one thing Joe regretted about taking the side trip to Marseille was not having a last night with Chandi and Moe before they headed home to Barbados. With Chandi back to teaching and Eddie polishing things up before the tour began, and then the tour, it would be a while before they could be together. They made the best they could of it, with nearly daily phone conversations. The choral group stayed at the townhouse. The lesbian couple getting their own room while Sandy stayed with...
Joe missed his wives. Both Essie and Liang stayed behind for much of the tour, needing to work. Though Essie’s job had a lot more flexibility, being a consultant, she ended up quite busy. When she could, she joined Joe. But Joe insisted she spend at least some of her time with Stuart. Maybe a third of the time she did. She loved the slightly autistic genius, but she loved Joe much more. And Joe needed her. So a third of the time worked. Joanne also stayed at home, as did Cheryl. Though...
Joe woke the next morning to an empty house. He went to his office to work on his novel, which was near completion. He’d set it aside, essentially, by the time the tour recommenced in Europe, the first draft completed. It would be on his laptop. A thought might come to him to change something. But he wanted the time away from it. To not be too inside it. To have somewhat fresh eyes after a couple of months. Only then would he begin his editing. A couple times through, and he’d send the...
The date went as planned including the surprises. Including Raven seeing Eddie at a table in the bar when she arrived. He subtly shook his head, while chatting with a couple suits. And Layla. And some pretty woman she didn’t recognize. Not a working girl, she figured. Just a slut for the night. She took her usual seat at the end of the bar. Joe arrived soon after. He sat fairly nearby. They gazed at each other. Joe ordered a bourbon soda. “And get the beautiful woman at the end of the bar...
Joe and Cheryl headed south around noon the next day, Joe driving his Mercedes sportster. A leisurely trip. Neither were in a hurry to get anywhere. “You seem ready to join the group thing,” Joe said as they finally left Manhattan, getting on the New Jersey Turnpike. “I realized that wasn’t really my problem,” Cheryl said. “Being with Jo, and having Li join us, it never felt uncomfortable. The opposite actually. I felt loved and welcomed, even after being such a bitch.” “Never a bitch,...
An early flight on Monday on a chartered jet nowhere near as posh as the one that brought him home from the bonding vacation with Cheryl made Sunday less a day of rest between two flights than a day of packing for Joe. The same for Eddie, Rachel and Charlie, who had arrived Sunday from Boston on a far shorter flight. The ladies of the choral group, including Ginny, would meet them at the airport, switching from an even earlier Boston commuter to the charter at the airport. Stuart, Essie’s...
They arrived at the chateau, late and tired. Only servants were there. Even the resident family that were Eddie fans had vacated, insisting Eddie use their room, which he did with Rachel and Jacques. Joe again had the largest bed, though he only shared it with Ginny. And Celia. There hadn’t been any problems when they arrived at Orly. There were a couple goons there, making Celia nervous, but they just nodded and let her pass. “Normally they would take my passport right away,” she sighed...
A week after their arrival in Paris, they premiered the European tour at the historic Olympic. It hadn’t sold out, but it sounded like it did. Thunderous applause from the three quarters full auditorium. Extended standing ovations after every set. Some left after the Monsters set, which had always happened. Not many though. Probably a savvier businessman would have reversed the orders of the sets. The earlier ones being like opening acts. The Monsters had all the hits after all, and Eddie...
The caravan of truck and limos arrived late in Lisbon. The truck parked at the Arena where the concert would take place, while the limos dropped off its cargo at a nearby hotel. Once Joe brought his luggage to his room, he showered and changed and took a limo to the airport. Essie’s plane would arrive even later. Joe met her past the customs gate, greeting her with an elongated hug and kiss that lifted her off her feet. “No one else?” she grinned tiredly in his arms. “I’ve got you to...
As she had told him, Essie rode beside Stuart when the caravan journeyed to Barcelona. Joe didn’t know if she remembered her late night query, but figured they’d be alone at least one of the five nights Rachel had penciled in so that people could enjoy the unique city. And maybe another night of group sex with Eddie if she agreed with the conversation. But the peculiar bonding those two had would have to make that conversation wait. Joe became suspicious immediately about the accommodations...
Another great show in Barcelona, for a nearly full auditorium, albeit with far less seats to fill. Backstage after, Alejandra greeted him with a kiss. “That was quite amazing.” “Thanks.” She immediately handed him off to Essie, who’d watched backstage. And went to Al, who seemed to be annoying Eddie, not understanding the rock star’s need for quiet. “Come on,” she muttered. “You can be with him at home.” “Alright Alejandra,” he smiled without affecting his cruel eyes. Joe was...
Alejandra and Joe had a most loving night together in Barcelona. And then a day in Milan celebrating. Her photographer friend had brought someone to the shoot. An older Italian gentleman. A director. A bit heavy, but still handsome. “I will fuck you for a part,” she told him in Italian, making him laugh. “I have that reputation,” he replied. “Warranted?” “Depends.” “On what?” “Whether my wife approves. She was my first actress.” “Approves?” “She would wish a taste?” “Not my thing....
The tour headed north. Vienna, Berlin, Prague, Warsaw. Staying three days each. Then the main cities in Scandinavia where Eddie was particularly popular. Eddie appeared on talk shows and/or concert shows in each. Full houses. Rachel even booked a second show in Helsinki. “Russians love you too,” Rachel explained to Eddie. “It’s the closest venue. We should have booked Moscow.” “Next time,” Eddie said. London was next, where they stopped for a week and a day MIRE appearing on Jools...
Joe and Katrina had one more night together in Dublin. Where he took her around the world so to speak at her insistence, depositing cum in pussy, mouth and rectum. Talking after. Exchanging poetry late into the night. Neither slept much before the early morning flight to Amsterdam for the final show of the European tour. Joe spent the morning after their arrival catching up with sleep. Moe and Chandi joining him around noon bringing brunch. Liang needing to head home earlier. The three made...
Neither Consuela nor Katrina had as much time as they wanted with Joe once they arrived in Tokyo. Because Essie and Liang met him there. Liang timed a project where she met a dissident in Hong Kong for when Joe would also be in the Orient. The three continued to Hong Kong together. Rachel had scheduled one show, albeit in a huge concert hall and with a sold out audience, for four days in. Ginny and her group had three shows at three Universities. Only the last would Joe see. Rachel also...
The flight from Tokyo to Honolulu was similar to the one from New York to Paris months before. The configuration was identical, including the curtained, soundproofed back area. Another voluptuous blonde. Instead of the exotic beauty of Celia, a tall, willowy redhead. Exotic for the more common businessman who used the service. “Japanese businessmen?” Joe asked Rachel. She nodded. “Can we talk?” She grinned. “We can get private when the plane takes off.” “I want to talk...
Cheryl met Joe at LAX, giving him an intense hug and kiss. As soon as his luggage arrived, she pulled him away from the others and into her rental car. Rachel had a limo waiting, but Cheryl wanted Joe. Taking him to her hotel room, she ravaged him before he ravaged her. Despite depleted energy, he managed to be as relentless as she needed. Her frequent, ramping orgasms definitely helped keep his energy up. They said little on the way there. Cheryl about the kids. Joe about Hong Kong and...
Things went faster than anyone planned. Not quite two weeks passed before Joe and Cheryl were ready to head back home. By any means necessary, Joe figured, Rachel had found a remarkable amount of funding for creating and distributing the lengthy live video of the Tokyo concert. She even had VH1 and a couple of premiere cable channels competing for the right to show it. VH1 had always been her choice, since it didn’t require subscription, and the annoyance of commercials would promote...
Liang was surprised, happily, to find Victoria in the living room when she got home early from work. “Hey Vic. When did you get back?” “Yesterday,” Victoria smiled. “Very cool. Where’s Joe?” “With Joanne.” “Of course.” “Going to join them?” “No. A bit late into it, and they should have their time. But I am horny.” “Me too.” They giggled and hurried to the elevator. Then to the large bed. Once naked and Victoria brought her mouth to Liang’s damp, hot pussy, she commented, “You are...
Being longer than expected with Essie delayed Joe calling Consuela. In fact, he admitted to himself, he forgot all about it until Essie asked him his plans for the evening. “Call her,” Essie insisted, getting off his lap and putting on her clothes, sans underclothes. Joe did the same before grabbing his cellphone and sitting on the second desk chair. Essie returned to working on her memoir. “Sorry to make you wait,” he told Consuela. “I was distracted.” Essie giggled. Consuela must have...
It was late when Rachel and Eddie arrived at the townhouse. Both were tired, but Rachel not enough to keep from dragging Joe to his large bed. Both Cheryl and Liang chose to play and sleep with Joanne. Celia joined Eddie in his bedroom. They slept. Once in Joe’s bedroom, he growled, pushing down on Rachel’s shoulders, “Suck me.” Her eyes went wide, but she didn’t object. While unzipping him, he told her, “Just pull it out and suck. Better get it hard bitch!” Again she obeyed, finding him...
Soon after Joe and Celia arrived on the ship, Victoria put them to work. Joe knew what to do. Junior showed Celia the ropes, literally. Within an hour, they raised anchor and let the wind take them out of New York harbor. Slickers were donned when the rain hit. Even Essie wore hers despite remaining in the wheelhouse with Victoria most of the time. She did walk the deck, getting wet, when she brought sandwiches for her and Victoria. A few hours later, she asked Victoria, “Captain, may I let...
After a moment gaining his land feet, no longer on a constantly moving floor, Joe met Nate’s grin. His boy had never looked more tanned, nor happier. “You look good,” Joe told him. “Thanks. I’ve had an amazing time, but I guess it’s time to head back. Speaking of which,” he shifted his attention to Victoria, standing beside Joe, “I was wondering if you could use a couple more sailors, Vic, on your journey home?” “Sure.” Victoria smiled. “What about school?” Joe asked. “It starts in a...
When Joe and Celia flew west to LA a week later, they both agreed they’d had a wonderful time on the island. Even if, especially for Joe, leaving Moe and Chandi for an unknown amount of time was never easy, like with Essie when she left on the Mary Jane the week before, he made sure they felt his love, a deposit of it, manifesting as semen, inside both of them, or what was left of it after most leaked out. Because of the early flight, he let them go back to sleep after he and Celia kissed...
“So,” Joe finally said. He’d literally fucked Maria into oblivion, with little if any conversation beforehand. It was time for pillow talk. “Bob’s being mysterious and not a little bit nervous,” Maria said. “He wants everyone to meet him at his new house tomorrow evening.” “Is he staying there?” “No. Weekends mostly. But he insisted we meet there after his classes and my work.” “If you’re worried don’t be.” “You know what he wants to talk about?” “I do, but he needs to talk to you about...
Joe, Celia and Jane finally arrived at Rhonda’s house. The one she shared with Theresa, and Lynn, the transsexual, and eventually Bob, who’d share the basement with Lynn. The house was full of people. Theresa had made delicious canapes for everyone. People sipped red or white wine, also nice. Except Eddie and Rachel, who drank bottled water. “Okay, we’re all here,” Bob said nervously, glancing at his mother. He walked in front of Theresa and knelt, a small jewel box in his hand. He opened it...
Joe and Celia headed to Eddie’s studio late morning, a few hours after Maria had headed to work. Before leaving, the two had made love. Long and lingering and loving. Joe never going past a medium tempo, not needing to. Going just a little faster when he came, and she came for the last time. Pretty much in synch. Omelets for breakfast, prepared by Joe, a shared shower, and they were ready to leave. The tough Russian, not the most amiable butler, once more let them in. “They are in the...
The next morning Joe woke up fairly early considering the lateness in which he’d gone to sleep, and found Eddie awake as well. “We should talk,” he said. Eddie nodded. “Studio?” “Sure.” “Shower, and I’ll meet you there.” “Maybe the kitchen first.” Eddie chuckled quietly. “Of course.” Joe put on his clothes from the night before and headed to the room that he and Celia shared. After showering he changed into a short sleeved button shirt and some khaki shorts and went down to meet Eddie...
“I love you too,” Jane said, embracing Lech in front of the ticket counter. They’d been together every night since their first time together, always at Eddie’s studio since she’d work with Eddie in the morning. Lech was amazed and thoroughly impressed by Eddie’s set up. Eddie showed him how to work it, including things new to Lech. Eddie let him record the rehearsal, the first song Jane had been involved with and a couple of new ones. Eddie was impressed. Enough to hire him to work the board...
By the time everyone headed to Barcelona for winter break, both the new MIRE and the J’s had released CDs for holiday buying. Both bands had the same lineup, just fronted by different people, and the songs by and large were written by the lead singers. Eddie had helped considerably with the J’s songwriting but would take no credit. A small tour, November and most of December, crossed the country and played at large venues, the J’s opening for MIRE. With the tour and Rachel’s promotional...
Whatever contest there may have been, with success or girls or whatever, between Joe and Eddie, Eddie pulled ahead in terms of success, or maybe it’s better to say, continued pulling ahead. Even the ten years of no hits had accompanied ten years of Joe not writing bestselling novels. MIRE’s latest album had ended up topping the charts, an unexpected sleeper hit pulling it there. And the live videos became a phenomenon. When broadcast, the marathon full length video brought in an unprecedented...
The week before Thanksgiving, Essie was at her most fertile. When Eddie asked Joe, “Are you sure?” Joe couldn’t help but laugh. “I hate to deflate your ego, buddy,” Joe told his best friend, “but this isn’t about you or your fat cock. It’s only about your seed.” “If you say so,” Eddie responded, doubt saturating the words. Joe chuckled and shook his head. Things might have seemed to reverse since the early days when Joe ended up with some of the girls Eddie fucked, and always who Joe had...
“Where?” Cheryl asked Joe when he called her at her work at the law firm the next day. “You remember that pub...” “Rolling Stone. Of course.” “Six?” “Sure.” She still took his breath away when she strolled in ten minutes late. Even with the darkened glasses, a necessary encumbrance that tended to hide her beauty, at least the glasses part. The darkened part was new. “Sorry,” she sighed, plopping down. “I wasn’t worried,” he said. “I am now. Could you take off your glasses?” Before she...
Because of what Cheryl suggested, Joe decided to call Chandi at her office at the university in Barbados. “The Joe Solomon?” the secretary exclaimed. “You’ve heard of me?” Joe asked. “Of course. I’ve got all your novels. I even tracked down a copy of your poems. Such a beautiful book. I admit you only caught my attention with your Caribbean trilogy.” “Did you notice the acknowledgements?” “Why?” “Because the professor I wish to speak to is the one I acknowledged most,” Joe chuckled. He...
Joe began working on his novel. Research and mulling. Even a basic outline wouldn’t happen for a while. It wasn’t really an excuse, calling Cheryl to have her contact Bill regarding helping with the research. They both had opened the door to talking again. “How did it go with Nick?” Joe asked her. “Good.” “Just good?” “Yeah,” she chuckled. Not the giggle he missed. “Great sex and maybe the beginning of conversation.” “He wasn’t pissed about you lying?” “Somewhat. I led off with Rhonda....
I had been delivering his papers for just over a year, since I started the paper round at 13. I had to ride down a track to get to his bungalow, and the track was rough and full of holes that made puddles when it had rained. My bike often got very muddy going to his house. He had The Sun and The Daily Sport. The only two good things were that he gave me a decent tip at Christmas, and he also had The Railway Modeller and British Railway Modelling every month. He was pretty much at the end of...