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Chapter 19 The Big Step
The morning after we returned from Sacramento, I was on the phone to Dow.
‘Bob, I wanted to let you know that the tests we conducted with the state water resources board were a complete success. Your filter material performed perfectly and we’re having some of it sent to you today for your inspection.’
‘That’s great, John. Congratulations. I’m sure Rex will be delighted to hear that too. He convinced us to listen to you, so he gets a lot of credit as well.’
‘I’ll call him right after we’re done. If you see anything you don’t like or we should know about, please call us. We want to make sure we’ve got everything just the way it should be.’
‘Count on it. I’ll let our people know as well. By the way, we followed up on Milos Czerny. He represents a company in Romania who were developing something along the same lines as you. However, there aren’t any examples of it yet and I’m hearing it might be some time before they have anything to show. I wouldn’t worry about them for now. Your results in California are going to carry a lot of weight. We all know how stringent your state is on environmental regulation.’
‘Okay. I think Thomas was going to give you a call later on to give you a blow-by-blow of our tests.’
‘That’s great. I haven’t talked to him in a long time. I’ll look forward to his call.’
I called Rex immediately after hanging up with Bob Mears and he was equally pleased with the results. I thanked him for all his efforts and I hoped he would get the recognition he deserved for sticking his neck out on our behalf.
***
Georgette and Kevin had their heads together as they discussed the redesign of the shrouds. There would be only two sizes, one for the sides and one for the ends. Both would be hinged on top and designed like plantation or jalousie shutters to give ventilation when needed. It was now a matter of what material to use.
‘We can get these custom-made locally,’ Georgette said. ‘If we use PVC we can test to see how they perform before we decide to add Kevlar to the composition.’
‘I agree,’ Kevin said quickly. ‘That would give us an inexpensive way to see if they will do the job and stand up to our testing. If they are strong enough, so much the better. If not, we can go to the stronger Kevlar option. Good thinking,’ he smiled.
I was watching the two of them working together like they’d been doing it for years. Kevin was a pragmatic, deliberate man with a well thought-out plan for each step he took in our development. But I was repeatedly surprised by Georgette’s immersion into the work as well. The shutters were a detail, not a core component, but they treated the work like it was just as important as any other piece.
‘When do you plan to apply for your license, John?’ Georgette asked later that evening. We were sitting on the sofa reviewing the trials we had completed and the plans for our next testing sessions.
‘As soon as my degree is granted. I’m assuming I’ve passed, but I’ll know for sure next week. I’ve got all my practical experience, so I should be able to get my certification in California shortly.’
‘I’m sorry you missed your graduation ceremony. You worked so hard for your degree and you didn’t get to celebrate it.’
‘I had something more important going on at the time. The woman I love was in trouble and I had to be there for her. But what about your Ph.D.?’
‘I’ve finished my interviews and we’ve finalized the questionnaire. The two interns will be conducting the tests with three groups. One will be college graduates, one college sophomore undergraduates, and the final group will be non-college men who have either dropped out or completed only high school.
‘I may even have to conduct testing on older college graduates to see what changes might appear in their behavior. From there, I can determine what patterns emerge in behavior. Then, I present my conclusions. Assuming they are accepted, I would be awarded my Ph.D.’
‘You don’t sound very excited about that. You put a lot of work and effort into it.’
‘I don’t plan to practice, John. I’ve made up my mind. I’m not going to go into private practice.’
‘Why?’ I asked, surprised and concerned at this turn of events.
‘It isn’t important. I mean, compared to what you are doing, it pales in significance. I’ve decided I want to work with you at Smithton, contributing whatever I can. It’s much more fulfilling.’
‘I don’t understand. You’ve done all that work and now you want to … discard it? That doesn’t make sense, Georgette.’
‘I won’t discard it. I will complete it, John. I just won’t use it or open a practice.’
‘But why?’
‘It’s simple, really. I have come to understand why you started this project and why it is so important to you. These machines will have a huge impact on thousands, if not millions of people. It’s going to change people’s lives for the better. It’s going to improve people’s health. It’s going to reclaim lost land. That is so much more important than what I was doing, it’s not even fair to compare them.
‘Besides, market research is at least partly experimental psychology. Focus groups and customer surveys… when properly run, use the same research disciplines that my thesis requires. So it’s formal training for my position with the company. On top of that, if I’m going to be an officer and spokesperson for Smithton, the PhD will help my credibility.’
I took her hand in mine. ‘If that’s what you’ve decided, then I’ll support you all the way. I can’t think of anyone I’d rather have on our team than you.’
‘Thank you, love, but I intend to earn my way. I’m taking some industrial design courses at school and I’ll be digging into design and material alternatives. You and Kevin sweat the big stuff and I’ll work on the details. And, if I can keep from getting into trouble, I enjoy the market research too,’ she smiled.
‘I don’t know what to say. What will your parents think when you tell them of your decision?’
‘I’m not sure. I hope they’ll support me. I’m pretty sure my father will. He’s as into this project as anyone. Mother might be another story, though. I’ll have to wait and see.’
The rough handling testing began the following week. We found a well-used patch of land east of Walnut Grove that ATVs and motorcycles regularly tore up for fun. Kevin’s truck was going to get a workout that day before we returned to the shop and tested the equipment.
‘The shrouds took a beating, John,’ Kevin reported the next day. ‘Several cracks in the frames and shutter mechanism. We’ll have to beef them up. The PVC slats survived, however. I want to weld the top hinges to the frame. I can see the screws working themselves loose over time. Also, the braces that hold the shutters open when we service the units bent in a couple of instances. We need stronger material there too.’
‘Okay, but what about the guts of the machine?’ I asked, anxious about how it had survived the continuous rough handling.
He grinned. ‘No problem. Everything is in good condition. The attention we paid to making it durable has paid off. I think we have a solid design. If we fix the shrouds, I think we’ve got a commercial product.’
‘Damn that’s good to hear. We did it! You did it! I couldn’t have done it without you, Kevin. You made this whole idea come to life. Thank you so much.’
‘Give yourself some credit, John. It’s your design and your concept. It works because you understand the process and what it takes to get a proper result. I was just a structural consultant. You used your expertise and I used mine. Together we make a pretty good team,’ he smiled.
He was right, of course. We did make a great team. All of us had contributed in some way or another. Thomas got the ball rolling for me with his contact at Dow Chemical. Rex Lyman put me on to Kevin Riordan, our ‘plumber.’ Georgette helped us realize
that one size would not fit all and we needed two machines with separate functions. Devon created the company that would become Smithton PWTS. And behind all that, Sarah, Mary and Nan had cheered us on. It was immensely satisfying to have it come together with so few technical problems. Now, what was next?
***
‘Meeting come to order,’ Devon pronounced. ‘This is an historic occasion. The prototypes have passed their evaluations and we are ready to discuss financing, manufacturing, and distribution of the Smithton PWTS. John, would you like to begin?’
I looked around the room at our directors, the TV screen with my father and mother present, along with Mary, Sarah and Nan as guests who were encouraged to participate when appropriate.
‘I know this is a little thing, but I’m not happy with not having a name for our machines. I don’t see us trying to market them with a forgettable handle like PWTS. I think we need something that will catch the public’s attention and still imply what the machines do.’
‘It isn’t a small thing,’ Thomas said. ‘Your reasoning is quite correct. It’s one thing to have a great machine, but if the public don’t understand what it does and the name doesn’t resonate with them, you’re adding a handicap to yourself.’
‘Do you have something in mind, John?’ my father asked.
‘No. I wish I did, but I haven’t been able to come up with anything. I’d like to throw it out to our entire group to see if we could come up with a number of suggestions.’
‘Since that’s going to take some thought by our group,’ Devon said, ‘I suggest we move on to the next topic and leave the name issue for a further meeting.’
There was general agreement.
‘Thomas, the next item on the agenda is raising capital. Would you like to report?’
‘I have begun to seek significant funding to create the manufacturing facilities we will need. Although I don’t know how much space will be required, there are any number of empty buildings in the Bay area, casualties of the current economy. While land costs are high, we should be able to lease sizable square footage at a very reasonable price, working on the principle that, for the landlords, some income on a property is better than none.
‘Money is tight and I won’t suggest we even bother to look at the banking community. We want venture capitalists and I have a lead on two or three that have made it known they are looking for a good opportunity. My hope is to escape without giving up much equity, but we’ll have to see how that goes. John, Georgette, Devon and I are meeting with the first of these people tomorrow morning at the shop.’
‘Any questions?’ Devon asked.
‘What do you think the chances are that you’ll find financing?’ Mary asked.
Thomas grinned but didn’t get a chance to answer.
‘If I have to finance it myself, I’ll do it,’ Nan announced. There was nothing equivocal in her tone of voice. It also brought about general laughter at her complete faith in the project.
‘I don’t think that will be necessary, Nan,’ Thomas said in a kindly voice. ‘This is a great project and I think we might have to fight off investors when they realize the potential.’
‘Do we know how much we need to find?’ Sarah asked her husband.
‘Not exactly, but five million will get us started. Kevin has let me know what kind of equipment will be required. Much of what we will be doing is assembly, so sophisticated machinery isn’t going to be required in the beginning. Our costs will mostly be components and assembly labor, along with distribution.’
‘On to the next topic then,’ Devon said. ‘Where will this plant be located?’
‘I see it right here in the Bay Area,’ Thomas answered. ‘We’ve got access to labor and transportation locally. There is an abandoned dairy operation in Fremont and a closed candy plant in Union City. The advantage of either of those locations would be cleanliness. We wouldn’t have to worry about a big clean-up before the space would be usable. I have a real estate broker working on that and other options as we speak.’
‘They’re also within reasonable commuting distance,’ I remarked. ‘There are a number of locations in the Richmond-San Pablo area, and further out toward Vallejo, Benitez and Pittsburg. But for now, we’ll concentrate a little closer to home as a starting point. We’re a San Francisco family, and I’d like to see us with a Bay Area base for our business.’
Once again, I had made a statement and didn’t think of someone else’s reaction to it. I glanced quickly at the TV to see how my parents reacted to it, but I couldn’t tell.
‘What about future development?’ Devon asked.
‘We’ll set aside an area for Kevin, Georgette and me to do exactly that,’ I said without thinking.
‘What about your practice?’ Sarah asked immediately of her daughter.
I saw Georgette take on her distinctive flush as she struggled to answer her mother’s question.
‘It’s … on hold … permanently,’ she finally managed. ‘I’m committing myself to John’s company. I think I have something to contribute, but as I told John, what he’s doing is far more important than what I was planning. I think I can bring something to the company and I want the opportunity.’
Sarah seemed a bit befuddled for a moment before she asked, ‘Is that what you’ve been doing back at school lately?’
‘Yes. I’m taking some industrial design courses to help me understand what goes into making our machines.’
Georgette’s mother had a strange look about her, but I couldn’t interpret it. She didn’t seem to be angry or upset, but certainly surprised and maybe baffled. I hoped her daughter would explain her reasoning away from this meeting.
‘Is there any other business?’ Devon asked.
‘Distribution,’ I answered. ‘When we have a product and a marketing program, we are going to have to seek distribution. Who is going to sell this product and how is it going to be marketed?’
‘Shouldn’t we be hiring expertise for this part?’ Georgette asked.
I could see several heads nod.
‘Sounds like a reasonable way to proceed, but who would be the right firm?’ Thomas asked.
‘If I can make a suggestion,’ Kevin spoke up. ‘There are companies that handle industrial product accounts. Machine tools, heavy equipment, that sort of thing. I think they would make the best use of our money.’
‘I can think of one myself,’ Thomas said. ‘I’ve had experience with Richardson Brothers in the past. I helped them finance their national expansion program a few years ago. I think they would be a good place to start.’
‘I agree,’ I said. ‘As far as the marketing program goes, maybe hiring a professional company could also help us with a product name.’
‘I can look into that,’ Georgette volunteered. ‘I know a woman from college who majored in marketing and joined one of the established firms here in the city. I could contact her and see what her company has to offer.’
‘Good idea,’ Thomas said, ‘but don’t commit to anything until we’ve had a chance to meet with her and see if her company is right for our needs.’
Georgette nodded, but seemed a little put-off by her father’s warning. I caught her attention and gave her a smile and a wink. I was hoping my message was received. But I also had a funny feeling that Thomas was becoming the leader here. He was doing things on his own initiative. Although I had no complaint with his thinking or actions, I would have liked to know in advance as a courtesy.
‘So, in summary then,’ I said in wrapping up, ‘Thomas has arranged for us to look at two properties in the east bay that might be suitable for leasing. He has also agreed to contact Richardson Brothers about distribution. He will join Devon, Georgette and me when we meet with the prospective investors. Georgette will explore her contact with a marketing firm to see if they would be suitable for our needs. Devon, as always, will be the guardian of any contracts
and leases we might consider. Have I missed anything?’
‘Is there anything we can do?’ my father asked as we turned to the TV set.
‘Well, we don’t have a product name,’ I said, ‘and if you can think of any likely outlets for distribution from your days in the equipment business, that would be a big help.’
‘Well, it’s been a long time since I was in that business, John, but let me make a few calls and I’ll see what I can find out.’
‘Thanks, Dad.’
Devon adjourned the meeting and we began to break up.
‘Were you thinking we might need more than one distribution outlet?’ Thomas asked.
‘That thought occurred to me. I don’t know Richardson Brothers, but our product is going to serve widespread needs and I wonder if one company can look after our requirements fully. When I originally conceived this equipment, I was thinking of something that could be sold in hardware stores or other retail outlets. I wanted it to have universal visibility. Maybe I’m wrong, but I’ll let someone with more experience tell me that.’
I could see Thomas mulling that over in his mind, but he was nodding. Was that in agreement, or understanding?
That night, as Georgette and I lay in bed, she turned to me.
‘I think I’m going to have to have a talk with Father.’
‘Why?’
‘He’s taking over this project. Maybe it isn’t intentional, but he’s doing and saying things as if he were in charge. It’s your business, John. It doesn’t mean we ignore him, but I think he owes you the courtesy of discussing his ideas and his experience before he just drops them on the table like it’s a done deal. He pissed me off when he suggested I shouldn’t sign anything when I talked to my friend at the marketing agency. I didn’t need that.’
‘Calm down, Sweetheart. He means well and he has a ton of experience and contacts that have been, and will be, invaluable to us. I think he’s so into this project that he wants to make sure we succeed and he’s doing everything he can to insure that happens.’
‘That’s very generous of you, John, but I still think I need to remind him who invented this company and who is the driver of the bus.’
‘Be careful, love. I want and need your father’s help and guidance. I’m the kid with the idea, all right, but he’s the voice of experience and I need him. We need him. I’ll put my foot down if I have to, but at this stage, it isn’t necessary.’
‘You are not a kid,’ she said. ‘You keep proving that day after day. You are a man. A real man! My man!’
‘Glad you think so. Mind if I demonstrate my manliness again?’
‘Yes, please,’ she grinned.
Chapter 20 Acceleration
Things seemed to move at warp speed over the next six months. Georgette and I were finally married in Coeur d’Alene in early September and spent an abbreviated honeymoon in the San Juan Islands in northwest Washington. We allowed ourselves to forget about Smithton PWTS for a few days and enjoy the scenery and wildlife. We had perfect weather and it was a getaway both of us needed.
It took very little discussion to decide to lease the former candy packaging plant in Union City. It was clean, spacious, had excellent offices and was in a great location. It had also been empty for over a year and Thomas and Devon had skillfully negotiated a five year lease with an option that would keep our overhead at a reasonable level.
Kevin and I had begun to plan the layout of the assembly area, detailing what construction would be necessary to isolate the welding area from the general population. We had the space to keep it well away from any potential hazard as well as provide proper ventilation. Material storage would be racked and still take up half the floor space available. When full production was achieved we would know our capacity and it would determine our future in the building.
Kevin, Georgette and I were commuting to Union City almost everyday. He was interviewing candidates for our welding shop. Qualified welders were in short supply and it was going to be a costly part of our labor bill.
I lay in my bed after the evening I had just spent with Georgette. I doubted I was going to get much sleep for a while. I was trying to piece together just what was going on with her. We had wrapped up the two interview sessions and she made it clear she was very happy with the results. What was I supposed to think when she suggested we have dinner, picked me up in her incredible car, went for a ride after dinner and let me drive her car as well? Then, to finish the evening off, she invited...
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(The Sequel to The Joker’s On Batgirl) By rutger5 Copyright 2016 Barbara Gordon peppered the heavy bag with one final flurry of punches but like all previous efforts it left her feeling somehow unsatisfied. Grabbing a towel she wiped her brow then tossed it into the dirty bin before heading for the gym exit. If anything the humid, summer air felt even stickier against her alabaster skin than the steamy gym interior had but it didn’t cause Barbara to change her plans. After a quick...
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Premium Shemale Porn SitesBatman and Batgirl By Alana I anxiously paced back and forth, scarcely believing I was in the world famous Batcave, taking in the sights, in awe of the incredible high tech crime-fighting equipment. I was waiting for Batman to make his decision, but I already knew what it would be. I was going to be his partner! Me, Dick Grayson, partner to the coolest crime-fighter the world had ever known! Batman came into view. He was carrying a garment I didn't recognize. "You may...
Ich hatte einen sehr stressigen Job, und so suchte ich f?r meinen Urlaub etwas sehr Ruhiges. Keine St?rungen und kein Handy-Empfang. Nur Ruhe. Angeln vielleicht, aber das war auch schon das Stressigste, was ich geplant hatte. Ich fand was ich suchte in Skandinavien. Finnland kam mir zuerst in den Sinn, aber dann erfuhr ich von den vielen M?cken. Norwegen schien das bessere Ziel zu sein. Und ich mochte Berge, deshalb war ich dort richtig. Ich hatte eine kleine H?tte an einem Fjord...
Batgirl was out in gotham it had been a long night and she was ready to head home as nothing much was going on. Just then something caught her eye a shadow in the next street.She moved stealthy over and knelt down peering around the corner, she saw harley quinn trying to break in to the back of a jewelers store, batgirl sighed thinking she was in the mood for this but moved round the corner sneaking up behind harley."need a hand there harley" batgirl said, harley jumped around "no im ok...
Beads of cold sweat ran down Susan Wienczorkowski’s neck as she carefully navigated the long dark and empty warehouse corridor. Clad in lightweight body armor, the newest addition to the Metropolis Special Crimes Unit looked like one of the troopers from Star Wars. Close behind her followed a similarly clad associate. “Wienczorkowski ... west corridor clear.” she said into her helmet’s comlink. With a nod she motioned for her partner, Sergeant Mike Robinson to cover her as she dashed across...
Reddit Tgirls, aka r/Tgirls! What looks good to you may not look good for other people. A lot of women can be beautiful to their husbands even though the rest of the world would find them to be total eyesores. That jacket you like wearing so much might only look good to you because it holds sentimental value for you - but other people might think it’s nothing special when they see it. Hell, even your favorite pornstar could look like a flawless queen to you because you’ve developed an...
Reddit NSFW ListHi my name is Robert Shephard...yeah I see you scratching your head. Don't worry I get that a lot. Needless to say I'm a nobody, however you've probably heard about my Girlfriend people call her Supergirl. Wait don't go, I'm serious. You see six months ago I met an amazing girl named Linda Lang. She was Smart, Funny and very very passionate about....things. We started going out almost every night but every once in a while she'd leave for one reason or another. It got to the point where I was...
The Cheerleader Rubber Ponygirls The Cheerleader Rubber PonygirlsBy Sarah ??????????? Sarah was like the rest of the college cheerleaders at her school.? She knew she could have any boy she wanted.? But little did she, or the other girls, would get when they crossed the wrong guy. ??????????? It happened when the squad was on its way back from an away game at Flagler College.? Flagler was UWO?s rival, and for the past five years UWO had not had a win against them.? Then the game...
Hunting down a speedster was hard business - impossible for most people. For Kara In-Ze, also known as Supergirl, it was far less so. First, Kara had her Kryptonian Vision that enabled her to search large areas despite all obstacles - she was tracking the supervillain even then. Secondly, while she wasn't as fast as a speedster in her moves, she could fly, taking shortcuts the speedster could not. And third and most important (at least as far as Kara was concerned), she was eighteen now. Gone...
2150 A.D Los AngelesIt's been 150 years ago that we discovered the kryptonite on Earth and yet we know nothing about it only he weakened Superman and his cousin Supergirl. We know nothing about its power its effects on human. However it's gonna change. Indeed professor Pamela Isley experienced it against her will. But who is Pamela Isley? She is a young woman 25 years old brunette hair blue eyes 5.5 feet 32C this lovely girl has no lover but doesn't despair she has no friends either, indeed she...
The Cheerleader Ponygirl The Cheerleader PonygirlBy Sarah Sarah was just a cute little High school cheerleader when she stumbled onto Sir Jeff?s website about ponygirls.? She was from a small farming town in the south, and being the curious girl, she started searching for more information. She spent many nights combing the internet for information, stories, pictures, and other useful information.? She found out all about the training and stable lives of ponygirls, and as she learned...
“Hey babygirl… it’s time to go for a ride.” “Oooo Daddy! I love riding with you. Where we going?” “Daddy’s taking you to a breeding party.” “A breeding party? Sounds exciting, what is it?” “Just like it sounds, babygirl… Daddy’s taking you to get you thoroughly bred by lots of stranger daddy cocks!” “Oh Daddy… you have all the best ideas!” “Of course, babygirl… now put on that thin little short dress real quick and your fuck me shoes before Daddy gives you a spanking…” So babygirl puts on her...
Her memory of the past night was still clouded. As her alter-ego Batgirl, she remembered trying to enter a supposedly closed lab building to look for several missing women. One of her sources had told that a group of scientists was doing experiments on live people there. All that she could remember was a bright light........ ....Suddenly, she felt the room starting vibrate as what sounded like giant steps approached her "room". In an instant, the "ceiling" opened up, and to her shock,...
As promised here is a suite :) But the story is in future so the names may change As I said before the Supergirl is no more she's now Super Evil and with Poison Ivy they love each other but with their sex thristy and their lust mind they want more so they think together how to hunt down the others heroines and they both choose targets Super Evil will take care of Wonder Girl and Poison Ivy chooses the Batgirl. Batgirl alias Barbara Gordon daughter of general Gorgon himself great grand son of...
The event in this story takes place shortly after the Joker's attack on Batgirl that crippled her for life. Barbara Gordon lay in her hospital bed shortly after her crippling incident with the Joker. She curses herself for being so dumb to get caught by that maniac. She had spent the last few hours crying then getting mad and finally crying again. The Doctor's told her that she would never walk again. She did not know what to do. A nurse came in and handed Barbara an envelope. She simply...
Two new pretty things for Mistresses . Expensive red shoes & a slavegirl. I finished off my makeup in the mirror, by applying a final touch of lip gloss & just the tiniest extra hint of mascara to the tips my lashes. I had spent over 2 hours in the process, in? the bath & waxing my body all over & especially intimately. Painting my toenails & primping myself. I slipped out of my lace baby doll nightie. & pulled on my most expensive sheer silk pantie & bra set. A matching garter belt for my...
Her ass looked like heaven. He’d never seen a smoother, more perfectly shaped set of feminine hips. Her hips couldn’t be better displayed than in those skin-tight, white and pinstriped, polyester baseball leggings.She was the batgirl and he’d been told she was strictly off limits, but Hollywood Kasey couldn’t keep his eyes off her ass. Even standing in the ‘on deck’ circle, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her ass. He couldn’t be more mesmerized. Bent over scooping up some scattered baseballs by...
Straight SexDolcett County PonygirlsBy Sarah Author’s Note: I would like to thank P_Eric of the forum, for introducing us to the idea of the multi-zonal jurisdictions in his version of a Dolcett World. I would also like to thank him for allowing me to use part of his transportation idea, to bring our main character out to the area. If you haven’t read his work yet, I suggest you first read ?Air Dolcett? http://forum.dolcettgirls.com/index.php/topic,14887.msg169673.html#msg169673 so you can bring...
Pleasure Island Ponygirlsby Sarah Sarah and Emily couldn't believe their luck in getting the invitation to Pleasure Island. The two 18 year old teens had survived their first semester of college, with a D average, but it was enough to pass them into the spring semester. Now as the pivotal moment for all new college girls arrived, spring break, the girls had each received in the mail an invitation to what was rumored to be the best party spot for all of spring break. Of course they had...
Emily’s Choice – PonygirlBy Sarah Sarah heard her young freshman slave girl call her from the living room. Sarah walked into her living room, to see Emily kneeling on the floor, naked, with the collar firmly locked around her neck. Sarah smiled, and walked over to her new pet, and groped both her small tits in her hand. Emily quivered as her Mistress pinched her nipples, and she let out a low moan, as her nipples stiffened in response. It had taken her an hour to decide to snap the...
Part IV Beyonce lay out in the afternoon sun. The island had a hot, tropical climateand although she had been kept in the shade for the hottest part of the day,it was still uncomfortable and humid. The sweat was pouring off her and shehad no way to wipe it off. She had always liked hot holiday destinations andwas therefore no stranger to sunning herself. She had even bathed topless before,but never like this. As part of her acclimatization process, Jen had explainedthat it was necessary for...
You are a person in a slightly futuristic society where a special serum has been invented that allows normal human beings to become catgirls. This is a multi-step process to turn you into a fully trained pet for someone to adopt. Catgirls appear mostly human, except with a cat tail growing from their tailbone, and cat ears on top of their head as opposed to normal human ears. These new appendages are extremely and erotically sensitive, as is the lower back. The subject can choose their new body...
On a Wednesday in January, Beta, Kasumi, Kara and I took the afternoon off to look at real estate. When I had first started on this adventure to recreate fictional women for my own pleasure and company, I had built a rather large house to accommodate everyone. I hate the word mansion, but that's basically what it was. Three above-ground floors plus a large (and secure) basement. It had fourteen bedrooms and was currently laid out to comfortably hold up to 22 people. (It was originally...
Runners Make the Best Ponygirls Chapter 1: Taken 32 minutes 55 seconds and 8 milliseconds. Her foot struck the pavement, the pain lancing up her nerves. The blister’s covering her left and right feet squished with each step. 32 minutes 55 seconds and 8 milliseconds, she repeated. Her mouth opened, with a great gasping inhale her chest expanded, oxygen filling her lungs. A half second later her nostrils flared as the air inside her chest rushed to escape. 32 minutes 55 seconds and 8...
About East Coast Slavers Organization stories: My apologies for any confusion caused by the way I screwed up the numberingon the first story I posted from this series. As my draft approached sevenhundred pages, I realized that the single story I envisioned starting withwas too long and too complicated to remain a single story. Then, to my furtherhorror, I realized that A Caribbean Adventure was actually number two in theEast Coast Slavers Organization Series. Anyhow, I have reassigned A...
He opens the door and steps into his home, relieved to be home and exhausted from a long day. But more then anything, he's relieved to be back to the place where his princess is. And the fact that she hasn't come running the moment he stepped inside suggests she must be sleeping.And after hanging up his coat, he moves straight to her room, gentle opening the door to peer inside. Indeed she has fallen asleep, though clearly not a proper sleep, she rarely sleeps well when he isn't home. Instead...
He knew her name was Molly, he knew some of her past wasn’t very pretty. Her life so far, at such an early age, had been less than pleasant. Now she is 18, even though she looks alot younger. She had endured abuse from a very early age. It had continued as she lost her home and was on the street, no one cares about you on the street, that he knows for sure. She began to feel like maybe they were right, she was nothing, just something to be used. Worthless in her own mind.After talking to her...
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