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Author’s Note: After some consideration, I will am retitling this story. It is still part of the Sean and Sheila saga, but a new volume. Volume one ended with their first night together. As before, sex is secondary, so look elsewhere if you want a stroke Story. Try Kitty & Teddy, LLC Ch. 06A, which will also make the first chapter easier to follow.
There is little sex in these chapters. Sorry.
Chapter 1 — Changes
Interlude: 25th Anniversary
Cindy:
‘Everyone knows about the wedding. Some of it is Justin’s incredible photography. The shot of the houseboat against the moonlight won major awards. Odd that he gave Mom a lot of the credit. His candid shots of the bridesmaids are hysterical. Justin somehow managed a shot of my Aunt Jo hanging Aunt Fran out of a window. That room is on the third floor and the whole level was ladies only. Aunt Jo would call it the mare moiety. They did get the makeup fixed in time for the ceremony.
‘Mom looked incredible. She made the cover of a bridal magazine, which embarrasses her no end. The whole, now famous, Victorian motif was hers, though Dad claims the equally famous dress. Somehow, they managed to set it up in one week, yet made it the event of the season. The week must have been frantic, though no one ever talks about it.
Sheila:
I was learning to love waking up after an evening with Sean. I was invariably sore, well rested and contented. That did not mean that something significant had not happened. Getting engaged rated as significant in my book. Looking over at Sean, I decided that my Teddy Bear would rank as significant just about every morning.
Things were going to be different, and soon. Once I started the thought, the train ran away with me. I had an apartment to consider, complete with a newly acquired submissive. I had a business to run, and G_d only knew what changes would take place there. Sean might want a honeymoon, which meant that I needed a fill in, and CC was not ready yet. The catalog had been put to bed, but there were wrap up details that still needed tidying. There were some unsettling rumors concerning my building, which deserved a long look. At least the wedding planning should be easy. How complicated could a small backyard wedding get, especially on our schedule?
First things first. I slipped out of bed and grabbed my phone on the way to the bathroom. As expected, Francine had sent me a dozen messages, getting progressively more profane. Knowing her habits, there was no way she was up. It would serve her right.
Phone: If this is Schwartzkopf, you are a shit, the lowest form of life and I am insanely jealous. I hope you had a good fuck. Meet me at the old diner at 9:00. Everyone else, screw yourself, I’m busy.
OK. Score that one for Francine. It was already 8:15 AM, so I needed to hurry. Running back into the bedroom, still naked, I looked for the inevitable intercom. It was on the wall, next to the door. I pressed a button and said, ‘Who is driving today?’ I took a moment, then a familiar voice responded.
This is Gerald. What can I do for you Miss Schwartz?
‘Gerald, this ought to be below your pay grade.’
You have a point ma’am, but this is an unusual situation.
Wow. I felt like Rene Russo, in The Thomas Crown Affair, when Pierce Brosnan said he never brought anyone to his cabin. Unless I missed my guess, Gerald was Sean’s head of security. That meant a lot of things, which I would have to sort out later. For the moment, I needed to get a ride.
‘Well, I think I can make it a bit more unusual. But first, would you have someone get a car ready. I need to meet someone in town, at 9:00, and I have no clothes to change into. Unless Sean keeps a closet full of woman’s clothes, for his guests … did I hear you snort?’
Yes, ma’am. Sorry, ma’am. I will have a car ready in ten minutes. Is there anything else?
‘Gerald, do you remember when I said I was glad you were the center of information flow?’
Uh, ma’am, that sounds very ominous.
‘Gerald, you barely know me, yet you know me well. Here is the short version, which you may unpack at leisure. Sean and I became engaged last night. The wedding is a week from today, here on the grounds, with a reception to follow. I would love to chat, but I have a meeting, and you have calls to make. Fortunately, most people are up by now. Now, aren’t you glad you got this message in person, so to speak?’
Sean:
Waking is not usually difficult. There is a radio across the room, which plays annoying financial information til I shut it up. When Sheila came home with me, I had managed to switch the alarm off, so I had had more than two extra hours of sleep. Somehow the clock read 9:12 and I was still half asleep.
I stumbled to the house com. Pressing the button I said, ‘Who is on this weekend.’ Then there was a noticeable delay. Gerald would be chewing someone out over that.
Good morning. This is Gerald. What can I do for you. Gerald?
‘Gerald, what the hell are you doing, at the com, on a Saturday morning? This is way below your pay grade.’ My God, Gerald laughed.
Sorry, Sir. It is just that Miss Schwartz used those exact words an hour ago. It has been a busy hour. Oh my hairy balls.
‘I take it Sheila informed you of her new status.’
Yes, Sir, in passing. The big news was the where and when of the nuptials.’ Oh shit. ‘If I may say, Sir, Miss Schwartz has an uncanny ability to do a thirty minute brief, in fifteen seconds. Are you sure that this is where you want to go, Sir? God I loved this woman.
‘Gerald, if that was entire briefing, she left out the part about wanting a room remodeled. Hopefully, we will need it in nine months. How is that for compact information?’
I stand corrected, Sir.
‘I assume you assigned Miss Schwartz a car and driver today. Did she take it?’
Yes, Sir, and no, Sir. She asked for a ride to her apartment. She was observed to make a quick change and drive off in her personal vehicle. She was not accompanied by Miss Collins. She indicated an 0900 meeting.
‘I cannot say I am surprised by any of that. Send her a text message, requesting a conference. She is to have have family grade access, both here at the house and in the garage, starting immediately. Her shadow, Miss Collins, will have overnight guest status, until further notice. We will need to work her apartment into the rotation, as soon as possible, and get her car vetted. Sell that to her as an oil change and tune up. See what she will sit still for and shoot me a note ASAP. Give me a full write up on everything tonight.
‘Enjoy your weekend.’
Security people will run your life, if you let them. I was glad to learn Sheila had her whip in hand when she dealt with them. Of course, finding Sheila with a whip in her hand is rarely surprising. Security would be putting in some serious overtime this week, and that was if things stayed small. As Han Solo would say, I had a bad feeling.
After talking with Gerald, I attacked the email stack. Word of my engagement had not hit, yet, but rumor of the catalog was running amok. Harold Johnstead sent personal assurances that everything would be available for the Monday mail. I wondered how many extra copies he would be keeping. Just to tweak his beak, I replied with a request for 200 wedding invitations, priority job.
There was nothing from Helen in the stack, but that only meant that she was doing something at church. At least I was not Catholic. Confessing fornication was not something I wanted to try. My best guess was that Sheila was a non practicing Jew, but I would need to ask. Pastor Myers would perform the ceremony, regardless, but I needed to find out. I had visions of stomping a glass in a yarmulke. Not going there. Thank God I owned a catering company.
Helen could handle the invitations. It would be strictly local and family, but I had a feeling that would not
hold the crowd down much. Sheila might want a small affair, but I had doubts. In the mean time, I needed to talk to Justin. Rumors would be bad enough, just from what I gave Harold. Having a local photographer would be even worse.
One interesting item was a note from Julian, the corset maker. He said the Bridal Corset would be ready for a fitting on Tuesday. He noted that he was aware of the dress requirements, and guaranteed proper fit. The dress was scheduled for Friday, which was cutting things close. I thanked him. I also told him to expect at least one other person for a fitting. Sheila had mentioned CC was a size 8. My eyeball analysis said 32 C. Hopefully that was enough to get Julian started. I did not bother mentioning Francine Martel, since she would likely wear a corset on the outside.
After that. I went to scrounge some breakfast. I could contemplate what Sheila’s reverse cowgirl was telling me. It was a nice counterpoint to fried egg on toast. Heaven help me when people started to get home from wherever they went on Saturday mornings.
Sheila:
I pulled up at the 7th Street Diner at 9:07 AM. That made me seven minutes late, by most standards, or 23 minutes early, by Francine time. However, I was not surprised to be met at the door with, ‘You’re late. Where the fuck have you been, and how much fucking was involved?’ Francine can be subtle. Really, she can. This was not going to be one of those times.
I came inside to find Francine next to the wreckage of a three egg omelet, half a dozen donuts, three cups of coffee and at least five cigarette butts. By law, all restaurants are non-smoking, but that has never applied to divas like Francine Martel. Fortunately, there was a cold cup of black coffee on the other side of the table. I drained it and waived it in the air until someone picked up a pot. Only then did I look at my recently refound friend. Everything I was prepared to say died at the sight.
Francine was not only an hour early to a meeting, which should have been impossible, she was absolutely riveted on my face. My guess was that she had been up since 5:00 AM. at the latest, which would be three hours ahead of schedule, on a workday. My engagement was the only thing out of the ordinary, so this was all for my benefit. I would have been flattered, if I were not so appalled. Instead, I came around the table and gave her a Sean-like hug. Funny how I associated hugs and Sean so quickly.
Much of the tension ran out of Francine, but she was still a gossip queen in full bore. I had to tell her every detail of the proposal. Every few seconds I would get a ‘No’ or a ‘You’re shitting me.’ I did not not slow down til I heard, ‘Holy shit, you left before dinner was served?’ I guess we had, hence eating at Wendy’s. Holy shit, indeed.
About that time, the waitress came around wanting my order. Francine ordered a trucker breakfast, while I asked for boiled egg and oatmeal. And more coffee. Suddenly I felt like I was going on four hours of sleep, even though it had been closer to six. Francine gave a knowing look and said nothing. I believe I have mentioned how nervous a quiet Francine makes me.
So, I told her about my time in Sean’s shower and bed. I went through it all in loving detail. When I finally reached the part where I heard her message, still less than an hour earlier, Francine gave me a sour look. Other than that, not a thing.
Finally, she spoke. ‘Split the bamboo.’ Say what? I must have looked confused. ‘It’s from the Kama Sutra. Look it up. Good God Schwartz, how can you be so innocent? You have been whipping naked men for a decade, and you do not even know basic sex techniques. You are describing A zone stimulation–look that up too–which you get when Ricky bumps your cervix. I would lay money you own a vibrator that is at least a foot long.’ I think I blushed at that.
‘While you are at it, look up the ballerina position. Sean will love it and you can do it anywhere. Its absolutely perfect for airline sex. I can not do it. I’m too fucking short. Never mind looking it up, I will send you a copy. I have a dozen.
‘So, you are getting married. When?’
I had dreaded this question. There was no way I could pull off a nonchalant with Francine. Instead, I went very still, looked Francine straight in the eyes and spit it out. ‘Next Saturday, at Sean’s house. Will you be one of my ladies?’ Up til now, I only thought Francine was unnaturally quiet. She might have turned to stone, except that her mouth fell open and she dropped a donut she had been dunking.
It only lasted a moment. ‘Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with you. Blessed are you among women… Fucking A, Schwartz, you know how to drop big fucking bombs. Are there any small surprises?’ Oh my G_d. I had not even thought of that.
‘No, Francine, I am not pregnant. Hopefully, that will change next weekend.’
‘OK. That covers the next three questions. What about the dress?’
‘Sean ordered me one.’
‘That’s right, you said. Here’s the deal. I may not be able to get off next Saturday. If I do, it will be because of who you are, not who I am. I have to be honest, I am no longer the headliner I was five years ago. On the other hand, Mistress Cynthia is both famous and infamous. Do you want me to try? Better yet, do you want me to drop the show? Elizabethtown is the last stop, and my understudy, whatever her name is, can use some stage time.’
That was a bag of questions. Dropping a show was a big deal. However, dropping one town in a run, to an understudy, was much more acceptable. An important wedding was reasonable grounds. The second level was that Francine was offering to help with the wedding, and possibly more. My clients were going to need someone, if I took a week for a honeymoon. I am not sure I trusted Francine long term, but she would get off on the costumes and theatrics for a while. There was also the subtext that Francine could use my name profitably, which struck me as upside down.
At that point our food arrived. I ate my oatmeal and egg, while Francine inhaled another couple thousand calories. By the time I was sipping my coffee, wishing it were tea, I had half a plan.
‘Francine, I will not say yes or no now. Go to practice and float a balloon. We will talk tonight. Either way, I may need some of your contacts. Doing things on the fly, like we will have to, a costuming company might be the source for the maid’s dresses. In fact, a set company might be good for our reception. Give em a call, whenever, and we will talk.’ I stood and put $10 on the table.
‘For now, I need to go take CC shopping. I gave her to Jason last night, so I need to see if she is still my submissive.’ I heard a fork clatter and caught a glimpse of Francine’s open mouth. It was probably the first time in ten years that Francine had let someone else get the last word, much less paid for a meal. It was turning into a good morning.
Rather than go directly to the hotel, I went back to my apartment and made up a crash bag: toilet kit, change of clothes, flogger, restraints, etc. I was not sure who I would pick up. If she was CC, that required one response. Tess would require a different one. My best guess was a close call. I just hoped her night had been as memorable as mine.
I drove the car around to Jason’s room and honked the horn. After a short pause, the door opened and both Jason and CC came out. One glance at their faces told me that I needed a fourth option. Something significant had gone on, and it was not just sex. Jason had a notepad in his hand, so I rolled the window down and he handed it to me. I asked what was going on, but Jason said it was too complex for a parking lot. Seeing CC, I believed him, so I let it lie.
As we drove us off, I examined CC. There was a lot to take in. She was freshly washed, but she was wearing the same clothes she had worn the day before. She had a well fucked aura, but not a satisfied one. Far from it. At that point, I realized I was g
oing to deal with this as a CC issue. We needed to talk, but, with CC, that was a problem. I was at a loss, when I saw a sign ahead.
It read ‘Best Buy.’
Sean:
After talking to Gerald, I pulled on a pair of shorts and pumped iron for half an hour. Then I climbed on the bike and set the gauge for 10/20. This meant I was going to ride for 10 simulated miles, and the computer would ding me when I dropped below 20 miles per hour. After I worked up to speed, I started making notes on the recorder I keep mounted on the bars.
Open the main ballroom and clean thoroughly, top priority.
Notify kitchen staff that a major event was coming.
Have Henri coordinate food prep with Richard in Catering.
Hire dance music for the ball room and a DJ for outside.
Get outdoor sound, tables and chairs from Events.
Get with Sheila on decorations.
Contact family, get RSVP. Check with Sheila about having Jo in her party.
Get the grounds crew started. The gazebo will do for the altar, but seating must be laid out.
Priority calls:
Mother and Father
Jo and George
Minister
Best Man
House and Grounds
Once I finished my ride, I did a quick shower and started on the calls. Easiest first, which mean my baby sister, who was now a grad student at Dartmoth. Fortunately, semester was over, so she probably only had research to do.
Phone: Hello.
‘Good Morning Jo Jo. This is your big brother calling.’
Phone: Don’t call me that. It’s almost as bad as my real name. Is someone in the hospital?
‘Close. I am getting married. Can you make it down this week?’
Phone: Clarence, it is not nice to even joke about things like that. Now, what is really going on?
‘I am cold serious. The wedding is set for next Saturday, here at the house. Can you make it, and do you want to be in the bridal party?’
Phone: Oh my God. Are you serious? Of course I will be down. When did this happen? How did Mother react? Have you told Father? Why so soon?
‘Slow down. Let me get that in order. Yes, I am completely serious. I proposed last night and we decided to make it as soon as possible, then cut off a week. You are the first I am telling, so neither Mother or Father have had a comment. Tracking Father down may not be easy. Frankly, I expect Mother to send regrets and a white elephant. I hope to have George in my party, but he may have more trouble getting away, if he remembers. Before you ask, no, she is not pregnant, but she wants to be.
‘About my fiancé, she is a local business woman, but very low key. She owns some important real estate and has just finished a major publishing project. You should absolutely get together and compare notes. To give one example, she owns, and uses, a collection of authentic, 19th century, hand lacquered, oriental hair pins. If you are going to be in her party, I should warn you that the wedding dress is a Victorian design, including a corset. Her name is Sheila Schwartz.’
Phone: No! A corset? Really? Wait a minute, that name is familiar. Why?
‘Think dance.’
Phone: Right. She was at Gruber’s studio the year Mother forced me to attend. She and that short little bitch, what was her name, were the stars. I remember she was going to do a part in The Nutcracker at Lincoln Center. Then. she just disappeared.
‘I think she did play at Lincoln Center. I would have to check. However, she overdeveloped, and Herr Gruber, rather unceremoniously, dumped her. That was ten or eleven years ago, but it left scars.’
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Man Of MythBy Dorothy StrangeloveTrust is a precious thing. People talk about love and sex being so important but at the end of the day, it's nothing without trust, that's the seam that holds the fabric together. Without it, everything falls apart. When trust has been misused it never feels the same again, no matter how relationships evolve - or how much time and forgiveness has gone into the mix. My lover and my best friend. What a fucking betrayal. It had been a couple of years ago, and now...
Hey guys how are you all. I am back with another real story, those who have read my last post knows about my affair with my neighbour Bhabhi Rohini. That affair is still in its prime, I’ve been fucking her for about almost three year. Now let’s move to the main females of this story. Her name is Premlata and her daughter’s name is Yugma. She is an average looking woman; her age is about 35-40 years. She has small boobs; her height is 5 feet 7 inch, but the main attraction of her body is her big...
We open on a photo of a geek sitting infront of a computer, looking into camera. Then fade through to a stunning bit of fantasy artwork – a large, muscle-bound and windswept hero – with the same face as the geek. Then fade to another photo, a greasy haired kid trying to look tough. Fading through to a hero with Brad Pitt ‘Fight Club’ type body, and Brad Pitt ‘A River Runs Through It’ type hair blowing in the wind. A woman’s voice, well spoken, light and friendly, with a slight...
Hello dosto mai smarty aap logo ko meri life li real story batane ja raha hu he story meri aur meri bhabhi ke bitch ki hai Mere pados me ek bhabhi raheti thi dikhne me bahut khubsurat thi uski age 34 hogi bilkul hoti uske boobs dekhte sath man karta abhi chus lu pura use dekh kar kisi ka bhi land khada ho jaye jab wo chalti thi to uski gand kyaa lagti thi man karta abhi apna lund daal du uske gand me Chaliye aapko bor na karte hue sidhe story per aata hu unka pati din bhar kaam per hota tha to...
The Scythian AcademyThe Scythian Academy Preface This story is copyright 2006 by the author. All rights reserved. Please contact the author at LadyDena [at] hotmail [dot] com if you would like to request permission to copy, archive, distribute, or do anything else with this story that requires the author's permission under copyright law. This story is a work of fiction about males being abused, dominated, and humiliated in a school environment. Unless you enjoy reading about this sort of...
Hello dosto main Rohit Jain from Chennai age 22 rang gora aur dikhnay mai ek dam smarty hoon. Dosto mai gay nahi hoon lakin ek baar aisa haadsaa hua ki aaj Bhi uska maza leta hoon dosto baat 2010 April ki hay main morning daily bich par 5.30 ko walking jaata hoon mera daily ka jaanaa hota hay chennai mai marina bich to gandhi bich tak daily walk kartaa hoon. Ab Bhi kartaa hoon ek din mai walking puri karnay kay baad wallking ki jagha say thodi dur side mai bethnay Kay liye chair banai hui tee...
Lisanna Craig was lounging in her mansion on a Friday Night. She had just slipped on a fleecy nightgown and was enjoying a glass of wine while she stroked her cat and read a paper. She had made the headlines again in her superheroine persona, Knightwoman. She had prevented the nefarious Clownman and his henchwoman Jenny Jester from robbing the first national bank of Renisance City. She smiled at the picture of her in a superhuman pose as the two villains where lead away in a van. "Sometimes I...
FantasyI awoke the next morning with Jerome next to me. I put on a robe and went to make coffee. When I went outside to get the paper I saw Jerome's car in the driveway, I got nervous.I went back inside. I started to get excited all over again when I felt Jerome's semen leaking down my thighs.Jerome woke up while I was pouring my first cup of coffee. He walked out to the kitchen naked. "Oh my god! does that ever go down?" I said to him."Not since I met you," He walked up behind me giving me a...
There i was sitting in their trailer. My hard cock in my hand as i stroked it with a condom on. After letting him suck me for minutes on end, cuz he really enjoyed sucking my cock, saying it was his first cock, it was now time to let him get a taste of another first. A cock in his tight fat ass. I sat there waiting anxiously as he came back , he had changed from wearing jeans to wearing a nice thong and a short plaided skirt. My cock instantly felt like it was ready to explode seeing just how...
The proposal was approved. Professor Adam was quite happy with it. It involved spending August and January in Queensland. I'd devote summer 1995 to something and then autumn back in Sydney. I invested several hundred dollars in getting the 4x4 a complete overhaul and new tyres. The first week in July I drove to Mitchell via a circuitous inland route. Sydney to Dubbo to Bourke to Charleville to home. I stayed two nights in Dubbo, spending a cool, damp day at the Taronga Western Plains Zoo. In...
In Porn! Fresh off the presses, I bring you yet another free porn tube. I know, I’ve been piling them on lately, but hear me out. Beyond the fact that there’s no such thing as too much porn on the internet, I also believe that InPorn is bringing a somewhat fresh perspective to the masses, and that’s why I think you should give them a shot. Sure, they’re a cookie-cutter porn tube, but the content is damn good, and it’s worth watching. Of course, the most crucial part of any porn tube, especially...
Free Porn Tube Sites“You're not a fool. You can sit down, if you'd like.”“I'm not keeping you from working on your story?”At a wooden table in the otherwise empty Mystery section of the campus library, Abbey pulled out a chair next to her. “Are you a writer, too?”“Aspiring.” He sat and faced her, keeping his voice low. “I have started a bunch of them, but I haven't finished any.”“What are they about?”“I am embarrassed to say.”“Ewoks?”He shook his head, tickled. “They are slightly more erotic than...
First TimeChapter 6Mommy ReturnsSo much had happened in the last few days. My wife's best friend hadconfided in me that my wife of five years, Heidi, was three monthspregnant with her lover's baby and was planning on serving me withdivorce papers when she returns from holiday next week. That same woman,who just happened to be my doctor and was the person who had administeredmy three year course of oestrogen treatment, had now declared herinterest in me, not so much as a prospective spouse but as a...
Sunny Side Up Presents Sit On It Disclaimer: This a parody, Live Stage Act based loosely on the television show Happy Days. I do not own the TV show or any of the characters depicted in this performance art. No money is made from the writing or posting of this parody of the popular sitcom. Chapter Nine: The audience over five hundred miles away from Washington DC was about to experience the first spanking live play done in an art theatre in Florida. It was the culmination of the role play...
People always react in different ways when they find out about my cross dressing. Girls are usually more accepting than guys but everyone is different. I was twenty-two when I went to university and decided I would be completely open about it with everyone I met there. I found that most people were pretty cool with it, although some took some time to get used to it. I spent the first year living in halls with three girls and two boys, and thanks to the first night together where we all had a...
CrossdressingAt Daddy's mercy, beck and call part 1 By: Cecilita All rights owned by Cecilita First: Hi I'm Cecilita and I'm a member in (SUBLIGAN = SUBGANG) a group of sub girls who meet the first Tuesday in every month in the Southern part of Sweden. At those meetings one of us is reporting a newly happened or and old event for the others to enjoy, be thrilled or warned by. We can't tell if the stories are true or hope-to-be, we love them all the same. I have been voted to be recording clerk and...
Jack Surprised 3.Continued from Jack Surprised 2Tomorrow morning the ‘girls’ are all going food shopping. The ‘boys’ are going on a shoot. I don’t shoot so I will happily stay at home. With a lot of door banging the ‘boys’ leave at 6.30 am. I decide to shower and have breakfast. The ‘girls’ are all rushing around. Then without any words being spoken Jo hands me an envelope before the girls all leave for the shops. So by 7.00 am the house is at last quiet. I expect peace and quiet for at least 5...
As I drove to the destination where I knew I would find Annie, I looked back to check and see if Rikku and Willa were still following me. They were but they were also arguing about something. I wanted to call them, but I figured I'd rather play it safe and keep my eye on the road. Instead, I wondered why the bond between Annie and me waited until my mother and I had sex, to tell me where Annie was. I figured there had to be more to it than what Rikku told me. Then I started thinking of Annie...
April 23, 2022. “Ugh, my ‘Tirade at the old Biddy’ was recorded and reported. Some of the reactions are funny. Most think it was edited or staged. Did I really sound disjointed to you?” “Well, you do have a tendency of bouncing from subject to subject.” “Shut it. Who asked you? UGH. Someone, I won’t mention Colleen’s name who I will kill later, stickied my ‘Shut it’. I think the new one is spreading.” I chuckled at her discomfort. “Oh, Darrin has a girlfriend. FINALLY ... she’s a Franco...
Recycled In the far flung future on a distant planet covered in cities everything is recycled where possible with exception of the people. Many different species live together on this planet coming from the far corners of space there lives made easier with the help of robots. One such robot a walking recycling factory the size of a building is working its way through the abandoned slum buildings of the lower city breaking down the buildings into usable material and recycling anything...
August, 1984, Chicago, Illinois The rest of the week proceeded as expected - class on Wednesday, as well as the usual visit from Penny, work on Thursday, and class on Friday. Kara and I had lunch together at IIT, Sofia practiced her driving and parking, and I hung out with Mark Agnini after class for beers. Staci and I got into a couple of interesting debates about the Old Testament that Mark had to break up to allow others in the class to participate. She was very much of the ‘directly...
It's late at night, you have been driving for hours and it was safe to say you were now officially lost. It is pouring down with rain and you can hardly see where you are driving, it's a long country road with nothing but trees as scenery. But in the distance you can just about make out, through the heavy rain a faint light. From a house possibly?. Just when your day couldn't get any worse your car starts to make a strange noise. Moments later the car just cuts out. You don't have much...
Ricky and his mom had just finished clearing out the kitchen after supper. They were settled comfortably on the couch with the Sexual Health book on mom's lap, not yet opened. They were chit chatting about the upcoming school year and what classes Ricky wanted to take. Soon they would continue their lessons on sex - and then what? Ricky and his mother had their first love making session and there were indications that there would be more to come. Ricky was a bright boy, but he attributed...
My best friend growing up moved away just before we started high school. His name was Butch. We were like family as he and I spent so much time together. Even our families did so many things together. That was about four years ago that he moved and was the last time I saw him. We managed to keep in touch. They were taking a vacation and invited to go. I was excited. It would be like old times. Butch's mom picked me up from the airport. I had always had a crush on her. She was a few years older...
So ends the First Tower of the Servant of the Guide. Readers will also want to see the Second Tower, Abdul Hadi's collection of over eight hundred sermons written in his six Holy Decades as an eternal virgin. The Second Tower is of course the foundation of our modern catechisms. Abdul Hadi's Third Tower has the popular but unofficial title of "And The Government Shall Be Upon His Shoulders," and details the period from 8316 to 8447, describing the creation of the modern government and...
Edward Morelli heard the phone ringing. It was annoying the 18 year old, both because it was the fourth ring and also because it was interrupting his drinking. He took another swig from his 5 liter bottle of Jack Daniels and leaned across the living room sofa to the irritating telephone and answered it without looking at the caller ID.“Hell-loooo,” he slurred. “Ed?”“Yeahhhh. Who the fuck is this?”“Your mother.”The blatant reply, mixed with a tinge of parental authority, offset his...
Beth Meets Her Neighbor By Beth "I'll be up in ten minutes!" came the voice from downstairs. That's all the time I had to transform myself into my wife's lesbian lover. Ever since Cindy accepted my cross dressing, my life has been one of pure feminine pleasure. I quickly strapped myself into my pink corset, unrolled the sheer stockings up my silky shaven legs, and pulled on the matching panties. I slipped on my pink stiletto heels - a perfect match for the white mini skirt and...
Today we have Daniella out on the streets looking for her new lover. Ramon is in the scene and ready to offer some money for some sexy services. Daniella wasn’t up for the money he was offering but it was raining and she needed her pretty little feet off the streets so she hitched a ride. Plus she found him a little cute so, why not? Once they arrive to the hotel Ramon couldn’t help but get his hands all over Daniella but she was liking it. She got naked and let him kiss and lick...
xmoviesforyouHi ISS readers, yeh meri pehli story hai, asha hai aap sab ko pasand ayegi, please comment karna on , yeh story meri aur meri gf ki hai, pehle meri gf k bare me apko batata hu, voh 23 years old very hot and sexy figure hai, uska figure 34 28 34 hai, bahut hi gora rang hai, maano ke zara sa bhi jor se chhulo to skin pe khoon utar aayega. Me thoda tha overweight hu and have a 6 inch long penis, me strong built hu and look like a very rich businessman. Mujhe yeh story batane ke liye meri sweet gf...
This is the story of my wife rittu whom I got fucked with my cousin dimpy. I got married to rittu in 1996 and before my marriage me and my cousin dimpy who was 3 years younger to me was very frank with each other. In fact I taught dimpy how to mastubarate in our teenage years….it was I used to hold his dick in my hands and used to stroke his cock and he often used to cum in my hands. Dimpy also stated jacking my hard cock and in fact we used to rub our cocks with each other until we came...