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Chapter 2 Coming around?
I awoke to see Ms. Kindle sitting at the kitchen table, eating a cold slice of pizza and drinking water from one of the bottles I’d picked up the night before.
Needing to take a leak, I put my sneakers on, and walked out to the rear of the barn where I emptied my bladder. When I got back inside, I found that my sleeping bag had been folded, and the set of pictures of my family had been placed on top of it, along with my flashlight. Ms. Kindle had disappeared.
Cold pizza didn’t appeal to me. I opened a bottle of water, and checked my cell phone for the time. It was six-forty-two.
I grabbed the dust mop and went over the areas I’d swept the evening before, taking the mop outside to shake as I finished each room. It took me the better part of an hour to move the furniture and run the mop over the floor in all the downstairs rooms. As I lifted the game table, I heard something rattle. Opening the drawer, I discovered that it extended from one side of the table to the other, and had knobs at each end. Inside, I found chess pieces and a set of checkers. There was also a deck of cards.
Before replacing the drawer, I noted the tongue-and-grove construction, and being a lover of old things, I raised the drawer to look at the underside. Inscribed by a thick-leaded pencil was written:
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April 16, 1936
This table is given to my son, Mackey People, on his sixteenth birthday for his enjoyment. Son, I pray that you remember me each time you use this table.
Your mother,
Pricilla Pringle Peoples
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I replaced the drawer and looked at the design of the table. The legs were tapered, but simple and sturdy. The inlaid top was worn from use, but still intact and the checkerboard pattern was clearly defined. I noted how heavy the table was as I moved it back to its place.
The two chairs had cane bottoms, and the brass plate on the back of each chair proclaimed that they were gifts from his father when Mackey was seventeen.
I replaced the dust mop in the pantry, and went downstairs in search of something to beat the dust out of the throw rugs. The basement was musty, and so densely packed with discarded paraphernalia that I had trouble finding a path to walk around. I was thinking of going back upstairs for my flashlight when I spotted the ideal tool, an old tennis racket.
I had the throw rugs draped over the banister of the gazebo, and was working up a sweat beating the dust out of them, when I heard the back door open. Ms. Kindle was carrying more throw rugs outside. She returned twice, looking my way before placing the rugs next to the back door, and retreating inside the house. Did she want me to beat the dust out of the upstairs rugs? If so, she had a strange way of telling me.
Ms. Meriwether was the first to arrive. She was dressed casually, and her hair was secured behind her head by a yellow ribbon. Even carrying twenty extra pounds, she was all woman.
‘Don’t you ever stop, Mr. Driver?’ she asked, looking concerned when she saw the droplets of sweat mixing with the dust as they rolled down my face.
‘Do you know anything about oriental rugs, Ms. Meriwether?’
She turned up her nose. ‘They need a good vacuuming.’
‘The vacuum cleaner is upstairs. It’s an old Hoover, but you’ll need some bags.’
I turned to see Mr. Hubert. He was carrying the same hedge trimmer from the day before. I wondered if he was really going to trim the shrubbery while our meeting was in progress. I thanked him for the information.
The other members of our group were arriving as I carried the throw rugs to the house. They nodded at me, probably thinking that they didn’t want to sit near me while we were meeting.
Before Ms. Kindle could call the meeting to order, Ms. Whitney handed us the original, and a few copies of our credentials. The paper stated that we were authorized to act on behalf of the Peoples’ estate. At the bottom of the page was a judge’s seal, and signature.
Ms. Dickens raised a question, wanting to know why only Ms. Kindle and I were given credentials authorizing us to conduct the estate’s business. Ms. Whitney explained that Ms. Kindle and I represented the two heirs named in the will, and that the other organizations were simply named as recipients of a certain percentage of the proceeds.
Ms. Whitney then gave us signature cards to sign, saying that she would drop them off at the bank, and that checks signed by us would be honored. ‘As long as you don’t exceed the funds that are in the accounts,’ she joked.
Again, Ms. Dickens looked like she had another question on the tip of her tongue, but she settled back on the bench seat without saying more.
Ms. Kindle was about to call the meeting to order, when Ms. Whitney apologized for another interruption. ‘Mr. Martin would like to stop by tomorrow to explain the workings of the will in conjunction to the trusts the Peoples’ set up. Shall I tell him that you will meet at nine?’
She looked around, and finding no resistance to her suggestion, she continued. ‘Mr. Driver and Ms. Kindle, did either of you find the key to the Peoples’ safety deposit box?’
I shook my head, and saw that Ms. Kindle was doing the same.
‘There should be two keys. I’m confident that you will find at least one of them, and when you do, we’ll need two committee members to recover the contents of the box. One of the recovery team must be either Mr. Driver or Ms. Kindle because the bank will have your signature. I would suggest that you bring everything here and at least two people list each item. The Peoples were becoming forgetful, and all their valuable papers may not be in the box,’ Ms. Whitney said as she got up as if to leave. .
‘We’ll make that the first order of business. Do I hear a nomination for the two recovery team members?’ Ms. Kindle asked.
‘Excuse me, Ms. Kindle,’ I said. ‘There are two more items of importance to bring to Ms. Whitney attention before she leaves.’
Ms. Kindle looked irritated, but Ms. Whitney stopped in her tracks.
‘Mr. Hubert has been collecting the mail from the box, but he tells me that delivery stopped about the time it was learned that Aunt Elsie had died. We need to have mail delivery resumed.’
‘You have authority to resume mail delivery, Mr. Driver. That’s the purpose of the credentials I gave you,’ Ms. Whitney said, sounding perplexed by my question.
‘I’m hardly presentable to go out in public today,’ I said, lifting my arms so everyone would see the sweat stains. ‘I can now write checks, but it will take days for them to reach the companies. I don’t think anyone here wants to wait days before I can bathe.’
‘I can’t flush the upstairs toilet,’ Ms. Kindle spoke up.
Mr. Hubert stepped from behind the shrubbery and offered to bring Ms. Kindle buckets of water from his house that she could use to flush the toilet. She thanked him, but said that she also needed water to bathe, preferably hot water.
Ms. Whitney quickly solved both problems. She told me to write a note to the postmaster requesting the resumption of mail at the bottom of my credential form. ‘One of the other committee members can deliver it,’ she said, and to my surprise, Ms. Dickens volunteered to deliver the request.
‘I’ll have someone from the bank call you, Mr. Driver. I’m sure the Peoples had a personal banker. She’ll need to know the amount due each utility, the account number, and the address to wire the funds. The bank will probably accept a check for the entire amount. Seeing as how you’re not presentable to go out in public, we’ll need a volunteer to deliver the check,’ Ms. Whitney said, sounding amused that I was not presentable.
Ms. Meriwether volunteered to wait for the check, and to deliver it to the bank.
‘A follow-up call to each utility company may speed up their service,’ Ms. Whitney
suggested, as she made her departure.
Out of respect for the others’ sense of smell, I sat at the far end of the gazebo as Ms. Kindle stated the first order of business for the second time.
I was writing the note to the postmaster, and pretended that I did not hear the nominations for the two members of the safety deposit box recovery team. Mr. McMahan said that he would be honored to accompany Ms. Kindle to the bank. Ms. Meriwether nominated herself to accompany me to the bank.
A vote followed, and Ms. Kindle and Mr. McMahan were elected to the job of collecting the contents from the safety deposit box. Mr. McMahan looked pleased when Ms. Kindle assured him that she would let him know as soon as we found one or both of the safety deposit box keys.
Ms. Kindle wanted to discuss the disposal of the real estate and the Peoples’ personal possessions. I was for the speedy disposal of all property, but I didn’t like what I was hearing. Ms. Dickens wanted to put the real estate on the market without regard for doing minimal repairs that would make the old structure livable.
I informed the group that the basement needed to be cleared out before we invited a realtor in to list the property. Mr. Hubert spoke up to say that the barn was also packed with keepsakes that Mackey had collected over the years. Ms. Kindle offered to take everyone on a tour of the house so they could see, first hand, the condition of the structure, and its furnishing. The others concurred, but I spoke up before the meeting could be adjourned.
‘We’re going to need vacuum cleaner bags, and cleaning supplies. I’d like authority to spend up to two hundred dollars for such things.’
‘Two hundred dollars is ridiculous!’ Ms. Dickens exclaimed. ‘I say that you can make do with fifty dollars.’
‘All in favor of authorizing the expenditure of fifty dollars for cleaning supplies?’ Ms. Kindle asked, raising her own hand.
The motion carried, fifty-three to zero. I didn’t vote.
Everyone headed to the house, and the tour. Mr. Hubert caught up with me. ‘Mr. Driver, you’re bound to have difficulty bringing water to the surface from that well. The pump has been shut down for three months, the gaskets are probably dried out, and the belts are worn. Once the electricity is turned on, I’ll give you a hand, but you may need to call a well repair man.’
The group was already in the house. ‘Thank you, Mr. Hubert. I hope we can make it work because you just witnessed the aversion this group has to spending money.’
‘It may be less expensive to connect to town water, but that would take time,’ he offered.
‘Town water is available?’ I asked, dumbfounded.
‘Mackey wasn’t stubborn, but he was cantankerous. He liked the challenge of making that old pump work. I kept telling him that he should connect to the water line in the street, but he didn’t take my advice well.’ Mr. Hubert was chuckling to himself.
I shook my head. Mr. Hubert’s intrusions into our private meetings had gotten on my nerves, but I was glad that I hadn’t told him how I felt. He was well intentioned, and without his advice, I would be lost.
As I entered the house, I heard the group emerge from the basement. Ms. Kindle was holding my flashlight, and they were all mumbling about not being able to move through the clutter.
Ms. Dickens said she would deliver my note to the post office. Mr. McMahan gave Ms. Kindle his telephone number, saying that he would go with her to collect the contents of the safety deposit box as soon she ran across one of the keys. I assumed that he didn’t think I would be the one to find the key.
Ms. Meriwether saw me starting my laptop. She took a seat next to me, disregarding my body odor. The screen of the laptop became dim, indicating that the battery needed to be recharged. ‘Damn!’ I said as I turned it off.
Ms. Kindle replaced my flashlight on my sleeping blanket, and disappeared up the stairs.
I calculated the total amounts due, beginning with the electric bills. Ms. Meriwether asked if she could help, and I gave her the telephone bills to compute. After adding the amount due to the gas company, I totaled the amounts owed, and wrote a check to the bank.
A Ms. Shaffer called from the bank, saying that Ms. Whitney had told her about our dilemma, and that she was anxious to help with having our utility services resumed. I gave her the addresses of the companies, and told her that Ms. Meriwether would be there momentarily with the check.
‘The downstairs is much cleaner than the upstairs,’ Ms. Meriwether whispered to me before she left. I grinned at her, and she asked if she could pick up lunch for me. I thanked her for the offer, but told her that I would manage.
Mr. Hubert arrived with two buckets of water. I directed him up the stairs, and soon heard Ms. Kindle thanking him. A few minutes later, I heard the toilet flush, and Mr. Hubert came downstairs with an empty bucket.
Tuesday, August 27, 2007
Ms. Kindle began the meeting of the distribution committee by announcing that the utilities were back in service, including hot water.
She may not have known that I’d spent the afternoon on the telephone, cajoling, even begging the utility companies to resume our service.
She credited Mr. Hubert for persevering through unpleasant working conditions (I took that to mean that she was referring to the odor emitting from my body) while coaxing the pump to bring water to the surface.
‘The telephone began to ring at three-thirty, but the first call was for Mr. Driver,’ Ms. Kindle said. She had no way of knowing that my mother was inquiring why they hadn’t heard from me. I told her that I was extremely busy, and that I would email a progress report later that night.
Ms. Kindle also failed to say that she’d come downstairs to thank Mr. Hubert. I thanked him too, and Ms. Kindle did a double-take when she overheard me tell ‘Charlie’ that I’d like to take a look in the barn the next morning, and ‘Charlie’ say, ‘I’m an early riser, Brian.’
Admittedly, Charlie had been chiefly responsible for making the pump work, but I would have thought that Ms. Kindle would have acknowledged my assisting him for the last five and a half hours.
She didn’t mention that I’d offered her one of the two remaining slices of pizza, or that she’d spread out my sleeping blanket while the pizza was heating in the oven. Nor did she say that she’d thanked me, after consuming the pizza and one of my beers.
‘Mr. Driver took the first shower, and I see that he’s changed his clothes,’ Ms. Kindle said, to which Ms. Meriwether began to applaud, and some of the others joined in.
I was a little disappointed that she didn’t say anything about me getting up early, and driving to a convenience store to pick up two cups of coffee and four muffins. I’d found the coffee and one of the muffins missing when I returned from inspecting the contents of the barn.
The meeting was temporarily interrupted by Mr. Martin’s arrival. He briefly explained that the Peoples had decided how they wanted their estate divided, and had set up lifetime trusts to carry out their wishes.
‘The fact that Elsie outlived Mackey has no bearing on the division of funds derived from their possessions. It is your job to follow their wishes as speedily and efficiently as possible. From what Ms. Whitney tells me, you’re doing a fine job.’
With that, Mr. Martin left and Ms. Kindle resumed the meeting. ‘Yesterday, we discussed the best way of disposing of the contents of the house. Do I hear a suggestion?’ she asked, looking at our eager faces.
‘I think we should have a tag sale.’
It was Ms. Dickens. She must have seen me shaking my head. ‘Why are you shaking your head, Mr. Driver?’
‘Is a tag sale the same as a garage sale?’ I asked.
‘I don’t care what you call it. We need to get what we can for the junk in that house,’ Ms. Dickens
said, and I heard Mr. McMahan express his approval.
‘Would you like to put your suggestion in the form of a motion, Ms. Dickens?’ Ms. Kindle asked.
‘I move that we advertise a tag sale to be held on Saturday,’ Ms. Dickens said, and Mr. McMahan quickly seconded the motion.
‘Those for…,’ Ms. Kindle’s call for a vote was interrupted by Ms. Meriwether.
‘I think we should listen to Mr. Driver’s suggestion before we vote.’
Ms. Dickens objected to my making a suggestion. ‘I was sent here to expeditiously settle the estate, and fight for every dime the organization that I represent has coming to it. His plan will take months, and be far more costly than mine.’
‘How do you know that until you’ve heard Mr. Driver’s plan?’ Ms. Meriwether asked.
‘Mr. Driver, would you care to tell us your reasons for objecting to the tag sale?’ Ms. Kindle asked.
‘I’m as anxious to wrap this up as any of you, but I also feel obliged, as you do, Ms. Dickens, to fight for every dime due the people I represent. It’s true that my plan will take more time, but the end result will be worth the investment we make in both time and expense.
‘My plan will involve a four prong approach. First, we rent a dumpster and discard the mattresses, clothes, and some of the items I’ve seen in the basement and the barn. Second, we hold a silent auction. Some of the furnishings are rare, and will bring top dollar if we invite antique dealers to bid. Third, we advertise some of the items on the internet. Fourth, we’ll hold a tag sale to dispose of the items you refer to as junk. Meanwhile, we’ll make some repairs to the house to make it more appealing to those shopping for a bargain.’
Ms. Dickens was mumbling under her breath, and I saw Mr. McMahan nodding his head in agreement. Knowing that if a vote were taken at that point, I would lose, fifty to forty-seven, I played my last card.
‘Before we vote, please accompany me to the barn.’
Ms. Meriwether was the first to get up. She joined Charlie, who led the way to the barn. When Mr. McMahan saw that Ms. Kindle was headed toward the barn, he followed her. I held back to walk with Ms. Dickens.
‘Uncle Mackey was a collector. I’m sure that you’ll agree that his collections will fetch top dollar on the internet. Believe me, it will be worth the wait.’
Ms. Dickens was non-committal. She walked slowly, as if to put off seeing the items that I was excited about as long as possible.
‘Charlie, if you will help me pull the canopy back, we’ll give everyone a glimpse of this fine old automobile,’ I said, taking one side of the drop-cloth Uncle Mackey had used to cover his prized possession.’
The chrome-plated bumper and radiator drew breath-taking oohs and aahs from the distribution committee.
‘It’s a nineteen-thirty-nine Oldsmobile. I researched it last night, and found that we’ll have collectors coming from far and wide just to say that they’ve seen it.’
‘It doesn’t have any tires,’ Ms. Dickens observed.
‘It’s on blocks. That won’t deter collectors’ interest,’ I said, looking to Charlie, who nodded his agreement.
We covered the Oldsmobile, and lifted the other drop-cloth. ‘This is a nineteen-fifty Studebaker, not nearly as rare as the Olds, but it enjoys a large following of collectors,’ I said, motioning to Charlie to cover the car. He’d remained silent, letting me do the talking.
‘Uncle Mackey was also a collector of rare automobile parts,’ I said, motioning to the walls of the barn where fenders, steering wheels, and doors from cars of the past hung. ‘These items will need to be cataloged, but Charlie tells me that they are in demand.’
Ms. Dickens voiced her opinion. ‘That’s going to take forever.’
‘I move that we adopt Mr. Driver’s four prong approach to advertising and disposing of all the property, including the real estate,’ Ms. Meriwether said.
‘May I see a show of hands for those in favor of Mr. Driver’s plan?’ Ms. Kindle asked.
I saw Ms. Meriwether’s hand shoot up, and I joined her.
‘Opposed?’
‘There was no second to the motion,’ Ms. Dickens said, quite correctly, I thought at the time.
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Saturday Evening She lifts her leg from the water, stroking it gently with her forefingers, feeling the softness of her skin. Before the "play-weekend" started, she made sure she shaved her legs including the tender bits that mattered, she wanted nothing to get in the way of her and her pleasure - and off course her husband. She knows how hot it gets him when he touches her legs and they are smooth as silk. It's been about an hour since she got into the bath, and after filling up twice with...
BDSMLisa and I spent all of Wednesday night together, exploring and enjoying each other. Joining the Writers Workshop that Lisa ran was the single best decision I had ever made. We got to know each other at our second meeting and my life changed. Her mind is perfect for me, challenging me when I need it and playing with me when I do not. Her body is perfect for me, creating new dreams and opening a new heaven to me. Mine must be perfect for her too because she can seldom keep her hands, and other...
Straight Sex"My Lords!" echoed a powerful voice throughout the field, "I stand before you today, on this battlefield, calling upon you to strike vengeance against our enemies!" the roaring voice of the King called. His gaze piercing through the souls of his men, as silence spread through the ranks, not even the horses dared to neigh. "I, PLACE_HOLDER, son of ANOTHER_PLACE_HOLDER, King of KINGDOM_TITLE swear I will not let evil take hold of this land ever again!" he paused, letting the troops shouts of...
Mind ControlWe all headed for the bathroom and took turns at the sink and using the loo, rather than form a queue outside the door. When the two of us got back to our makeshift bed, Sheila had a question for me. "How exactly are you going to fuck me stupid?" "Did you see how dazed Vee looked after she'd had three or four orgasms in a row? I'm going to try to do something similar to you, if I can manage it." "Oh good! I was hoping that might be what you meant!" "It's not as crazy as this...
Under a gray, uninspiring sky, a cold wind blew through the trees knocking down golden and tan and reddish leaves. The trees around here still had a lot of leaves up, and there were even patches of green showing, but Jason could see that farther up the mountainside things were getting pretty barren. When the leaves were down, it was winter as far as he was concerned; driving south to Amicalola Falls State Park in northern Georgia had just driven him back into a last gasp of autumn. He was...
This story is told in real time from the mind of the main character. For clarification, thoughts will be between apostrophes. Example: 'What a great smile.' Dialog will be quotation marks with the character designation in front. Example: Ken: "Hi, good to meet yo Added narrations or de***********ions will be in parenthesizes ( ). I hope you enjoy... (The Story begins with our main character (Ken) returning to his office on the 47th floor of a New York high rise for a potential...
Chapter 1:The Pick-UpSo I was sitting at the bar of a club in an old part of town, on a night out, enjoying my Mojito.My strait friend I was with had been chatted up by this handsome - if a little too slick - guyand she and him had gone off somewhere more... Private.I was left all alone, and every girl I chatted to was either strait or in a relationship.I had already been drinking a lot most of the night and was now onto cocktails and shots.Feeling bored, I was getting ready to finish my drink...
Naughty brunette, Katy Rose, is supposed to party with her friends but she chooses to be with her hookup, Angelo Godshack, instead. Katy and Angelo can’t help but get horny once they see each other. They break inside a random high-class mansion just to get over their lustful intentions. It doesn’t take too long before Katy is out of her party dress. Angelo licks her already wet pussy before fucking her. The enticing beauty can’t help but moan as Angelo ravages her cunt in...
xmoviesforyouIt was a couple of weeks after I started modeling for the life drawing class and I was downtown on a Saturday doing a little shopping. I stopped to look in the window of an art supply store and was dumbstruck. There was a framed black and white drawing in the window sitting in a display easel and it was me. It was my long, dark hair, it was my quirky eyebrows and full lips, it was my plump titties with bullet-like nipples, it was even my smooth pussy with a hint of my clit hanging out. Anyone...
The Princess Project I'm Ron, and my brother Tim, along with our sisters Jenny and Suzie, are two sets of twins. At sixteen, Jenny and I were the oldest, Tim and Suzie, who were twelve, were oops kids; my parents thought that mom couldn't get pregnant anymore and got a little careless. Four years went by and the next thing you know, Tim and Suzie showed up. As Tim got older, he and I bonded against our sisters, teasing and mocking them every chance we got. We called them...
You are sitting at a bar wearing a thin low-cut blouse with the top three buttons undone showing your huge cleavage. The pushup bra is giving your breasts the support they need to lift them higher. The bra stops just below your nipples so the cool air makes them hard and well noticed through the thin blouse.I'm sitting behind you just out of your view. I see a man hitting on you and you're flirting back with him by laughing at his jokes. You're even allowing him to touch your smooth bare...
SpankingStanding in line behind 3 other people at Victoria's Secret, I was returning a sexy outfit for my now ex-girlfriend. I had bought it as a birthday present for her, but since she dumped me two weeks ago, there really was no point in me wasting my money. Off in my own little world, lost in my thoughts, I stood there in line waiting to return the stuff. I was snapped out of my daze when a girl, no more than 5'3, bounded up behind me. Turning around to look at her, I was almost floored by her...
While Angelica was attending a nonresidential college she had a roommate who was tall unlike herself and pretty (in a natural, unaffected way) with a lovely white smile. She also had a superb, full-breasted figure. Looking back she guessed she was wholesome and healthy, the way country girls are supposed to beOne spring afternoon she came back to their apartment they were sharing and didn't realize her roommate was home ; she walked through her partially open door looking for something and...
I have probably had an intense foot fetish even before that time in second grade when I dreamt of my teacher swinging above me dressed in fragrant black nylons, dangling her intoxicating, aromatically arousing feet near my face. And before a friend’s older sister punished him in front of me, ( He had been late and she threatened to tell their mother). He begged her not to so she told him "GET ON YOUR KNEES AND SMELL MY FEET!!! Which he did and I wanted to.. Well one cannot simply wait for these...
I sneak into your home. You are unaware of my presence. Working in the kitchen, your back to me, you bend over the solid oak table, rolling out pastry. The swell of your delicious firm buttocks drives me wild with desire. In my back pocket I have four silk scarves, and I know exactly what I intend to do with them. As I walk up behind you, my footsteps alert you, so I bound forward and grab your hair, forcing your face forward! "Don't look at me, no screaming, and you will not get hurt!" I...
I posed a frightened expression to get them even more riled up and quickly I was surrounded. Hands began grasping at me. A spank on my bunns. Fingers in my hair. Bulges began forming. I, of course, was locked in a CB-6000. One of them forced me to my knees while another pulled on my arms putting me in doggie. That's when the unmistakeable sound of flies unzipping filled the room. My legs were spread wide by a set of knees behind me, a large cock displayed in front of my face as the tip of...
“Take me home and you won’t need those” I turned round, was that aimed at me? Oh shit, one of my sixth-formers, I forgot she worked here. “Oh, Hi Chloe, what did you say?” “Those condoms you just put in your basket, you won’t need those with me.” “What do you mean?” “I’m on the pill, no need to bag up with me.” How do I reply to that? “Mmm very sensible, I’m sure your boyfriend appreciates that.” “I don’t have a boyfriend, that’s not why I’m on the pill, they’re for painful...
18 - Teacher It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and Judy was leafing through the local throw-away newspaper. "I see that that poncy private girls school is opening their new swim complex in a few days. What's wrong with the beach and rock pool? They're only ten minutes away." Adam looked up "I wonder what they're doing for a swim coach? I bet they'll be looking for one right now." He had been feeling for a while that he should be doing more than just preening himself for Judy. So the...
Since I had the cruiser anyway, I drove to a Hardee's for take out biscuits. If nothing else Jane, the Junkie, was going to put on some weight while she was with me. That might not last long since Royce, her new keeper, was convict thin. You know the ones who eat their meals and nothing else. Nobody brings them candy and their canteen fund is empty. They are the ones who run and lift weights every day. At least that is how he looked to me during our short visit. Of course he was in one of...
“How’s it been out front?” Sarah asked, handing the tablet back to Nina. The overall numbers for the concert were excellent, with only a few minor security incidents to report. “It’s been awesome!” her on loan assistant gushed. “The performers have been stellar and everyone’s having a great time. One of the main cameras did go down but Aaron and his crew were able to replace it with one of theirs.” “Good,” Sarah replied with a nod. “What’s left?” “Well, we’re almost done,” Nina answered,...
This story i pulled stright out of my ass please enjoy. I have to hunt down this crazy broad that stole a million dollars from a rich guy and dicthed town. Normaly i woudn't cross state lines but i need the money. my wife as it turns out is a lesbian and i found through having a secret camare put in our room. now the chick my was cheating on was a red head, green eyes, good sized boobs and nice tight looking ass, now my wife blond, blue eyes, nice big breasts and legs that go from her to...
Just a word here – Aurora has been a little repressed up to now in her life, but she sees a chance that Will would allow her the little things that she’s always wanted to do. I was mindful that one of those things might not be for everyone, but I wrote it from her side of it so that you might see how she feels to be, … well, in charge, now and then. She’s a bright woman and rather confident, but she’s been hemmed in for so long… ——————– When Will had a moment during which his brain could...
They look like they could be sisters and they definitely share like they could be family. These best friends Lexi Foxy and Alana Cruise use and pleasure themselves with one lucky guys rock hard cock. Switching back and forth they bring themselves to the point of maximum pleasure together. After having there insides worked just as they like they share a creamy load to finalize the experience. Its hard to tell if they enjoyed each other or the cock they shared more, but it doesn’t really...
xmoviesforyou"I'll wring the bastard's neck. I'll squeeze his balls until he squeals," I fumed as I dragged Roger up the stairs into Government House. Sumala followed at a discrete distance. Ignoring Shelumba I barged straight into Major Entembe's office. He looked up in surprise but before he could open his mouth, I started, "I didn't think that even you could be such a cruel bastard. Treating us like animals! Why? Haven't you made us suffer enough? First you make us walk all the way there and...
A strong grip twists into the witch’s hair and yanks her head back. The grizzled, muscular yeti stands before her, glaring down with flaring eyes. A painful mewl spills from her lips at the sight of him. “I want her to myself,” Tunrash growls to the other yeti. Despite a few grumbles of annoyance, none of them make a move when he drags the whimpering witch off the bed. She lands hard on the floor, scuffing her knees, yet he gives her no time to adjust, moving to the door. Penelope’s fingers...
Jake, eyes closed, concentrated on making that happen. “No,” Béla sighed. “You’re trying too hard, Hon, relax! Penetration is a female thing, I know. But you can experience it, too. You just have to stop resisting it. Resistance is what’s causing your pain! Try to embrace it! Love… Oh, never mind!” Grimacing, Jake wrapped his hand over hers and pulled the small paring knife out of his stomach. “I can’t do this,” he groaned. “It’s just not going to happen.” “Evidently not,” Béla...
This happened a few days after my latest mom/son morning fantasy. The trip to the mall, the girl, my desire and my self-pleasure are all real. What I describe happening with the girl and me are fantasy. I stopped by the mall yesterday morning on the way to work, to pick-up a few last-minute Xmas things. I was reminded that there are a lot of extremely cute "mall-moms" around there in the morning. An occasional attractive mall-dad too. Anyway, I went into one of the jewelry/accessory...
Father Juan Perez looked out of the SUV. He was curious what he would find inside the old school. Some geeky kid bought the building a few months ago, paying cash. Large trucks making deliveries, and guards keeping people away, added to the mystery. Then today, out of the blue, these two men show up, said they work in the school. There was a girl who was dying, who wanted a priest to perform last rites. These men wore shorts and polo shirts, but looked uncomfortable in that dress. They had...
Hi guys my name is Arjun 25 years old I am from chennai this is my first time I am writing a story.Read it and if you have any suggestion and comments you cam mail me Let’s start our story it happens in my college days in my class there was a girl name Priya fair and good looking but she has sexy shape than any other girl in our college her size was 34-24-34 she has a fine bubble ass every boys in our college will always looks at her ass and her boobs I always had sexual feelings for her from...
This all started when I was nineteen years old and a year removed from high school. I had a girlfriend named Brianna. I was not ready to go to college full time and I lived with my mom in a two bedroom apartment and finances were tight. My dad had passed away a few years before. My girlfriend was twenty-one and a Certified Nursing Assistant and convinced me to become a CNA. I guess you could say my girlfriend wore the pants in the relationship and when she wanted something she eventually got...
Gay MaleI sat in the front seat with Gary, and Moira had the back seat. Gary made me wear my seatbelt, which kind of annoyed me, since I wanted to be able to turn around and talk to Moira too. I did manage, but it wasn't easy, with the strap cutting into my tits. We drove around West Maui, which is the smaller of the two blobs that make up Maui. Well, they are blobs – I don't know what else to call them. It looks like two biscuits stuck together, one large than the other, at least on the map. From...