Graduation Party Fantasy or Fact I ll never tell
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I taught high school history one year at a private school here in town. I was between jobs and a friend asked me if I would fill in. It worked out and they asked me to stay on for the year.
It was a small private school and the kids were mostly nice but some were snotty rich, if you know what I mean. Hubby went down with me to some of the parent teacher meetings and they asked him to coach football after work twice a week. He liked the idea, and one day he came home and asked me if I’d seen some of the football jock seniors. I said yes and he replied that he’d seen them in the locker room and they were ‘big boys.’ That’s all he said.
The following story was originally written in German and translated into English as a punishment ordered by my Master, who also gave kind permission to publish it. I am as much of a slut as the heroine of the story. If anyone thinks I should be punished or humiliated like she is, please send a mail to my Master suggesting which form of punishment or humiliation I should endure. You can mail him at [email protected]. Reports of the punishment or humiliation will be sent to the person...
I walked from the car park into the small reception area and checked in. We'd provisionally booked the room earlier in the week so there was no problem securing it from the incredibly indifferent girl at the desk. I looked nervously at my watch. Christ, Barry would be here in an hour! I ran the bathwater and hurriedly slipped back out to car to collect the rest of my things. Elbowing my way back into the room I dumped the bags on the floor and checked the level of the bathwater to see how...
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I leaned against the hallway wall and listened to them, and I "didn't" suck it up; I sobbed instead, just like a little boy. I was quiet about it, but I did sob. I could hear him donning his clothes. I headed for the dinette. A shot of brandy would be useful right then, now, this last few minutes of my marriage to Gillian Miller nee Crowley. I was actually on my second shot when I heard them coming downstairs. They were talking kinda low, but I did manage to hear them saying some stuff about...
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Authors note: This is a sequel to Mr. Miller's Christmas story. You may wantto read that one first. Mr. Miller's 4th of July Party By Deputy Duffy Time moved slowly between Christmas and the 4th of July. Not a day went bythat I didn't think about the events that occurred at Mr. Miller's Christmasparty. It didn't help that I'd frequently run into people I saw at the party,but couldn't say anything because they didn't know I was even there. No onedid, aside from the Millers and the other Santas,...
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Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card, with a crisp new C-note in it, to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box. I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
Wife LoversIt was my high school graduation party. All of my family and friends were there and we were really enjoying ourselves. It was also one of the first times I had been allowed to drink, and I was really taking advantage of that. I mingled and socialized with my family friends, men and women who had watched me grow up from a young girl. There were a couple of my father's friends who kept inviting me back to chat more and give me more elongated hugs and congratulatory kisses on the cheek. I didn't...
Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was just adding my congrats card—with a crisp new C-note in it—to the pile of other gifts and cards, when a very pretty and sweet smelling woman doing the same bumped into me almost dropping her gift. Hers was a large box—I immediately thought microwave oven. She bumped me,...
Author's Note: Despite the numerous rip-offs from both "Alice In Wonderland" and other children's stories, this tale is decidedly NOT for children, as it involves adult/sexual situations. So, if you're under the legal age, please stop reading right here. This part of the story also contains drug use by one of the characters. This by no means shows that the author condones such practices. It is only included because it is suggested by the original Lewis Carroll story. I hope...
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