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Chapter 8
Trial Day 6
These people honour me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in vain, their teachings are but rules taught by men.’ Isaiah 29:13, Mark 7:6-7
Cynthia Mayotte’s death dominated the news media. Speculation was rife that there was a connection between her death and the case in progress. Much was made of the fact that Mayotte and Janine had been alone in his office, and several attempts were made to contact him, before the police were dispatched to force an entry into the church. While the speculation wasn’t concerned with Mayotte having killed his wife, it did centre on his relationship with his Personal Assistant, the insinuation being that he may have arranged to have his wife killed because of it.
Because of this there was no chance of smuggling Mayotte into the court. This resulted in him and Janine having to run the media gauntlet. While the police were in attendance they offered little in the ways of protection. While Mayotte resorted to ‘No comment’ in answer to the myriad of questions thrown at him, Janine wasn’t quite so lucky. She was the ‘other woman’, she was young, she was attractive and to make it even more titillating, she was a former prostitute. She was not about to get a free run. ‘Miss Elliot, what is your relationship with Pastor Mayotte?’
‘I am his Personal Assistant.’
‘Is there any truth to the rumour that you two are lovers?’
‘No comment.’
‘Was he a client before you found religion?’
‘No comment.’
‘Are you carrying his love child?’
‘Don’t be ridiculous!’
‘Then you deny that you are pregnant?’
‘I don’t have to answer such a ridiculous question.’ She eventually found the safety of the courtroom, only to be greeted by the cold-eyed stares of those people there who were members of the Shining Light Christian Church, they had already convicted her.
As Mayotte sat down he noticed a C4 envelope on the table in front of him with his name typed on it. He opened it and a large photograph fell onto the table, it had a note held to it with a glider clip. ‘Guess who spent the night with the enemy.’ The photograph was of Janine clearly waving to someone as she was leaving Henderson’s house. The time and date stamp on the digital photograph clearly put it as having been taken the morning after Janine had been supposed to seduce Henderson.
The note was signed, ‘A friend’. Mayotte was shaken by what he saw, and was at a loss for an explanation. He knew that she went to Henderson’s, but assumed that she would have left after the troops had. She had lied to him with her explanation as to why she didn’t call in at the church before court. What else had she lied about? Was her involvement with Henderson really innocent?
Henderson and McIvor walked in and Henderson glanced towards Janine. He read the extreme hurt in her eyes. His heart went out to this girl caught up in something, so far out of her league, that she was in danger of floundering. He wondered if the church would bother to throw her a life line in her time of need.
‘Mister Johansson, are you ready to proceed?’
‘Yes your Honour. I call Pastor Calvin Coolidge Jones to the stand.’ Jones was not in the court room so a court officer was instructed to call him. Jones’ name echoed up the corridors but there was no answer.
‘Mister Johansson?’
‘Your honour, Pastor Jones is the principal witness for the defence, and without his evidence our case is in jeopardy. I ask for the court’s indulgence while we try to locate this witness.’
‘Do you have other witnesses that you can call so that we don’t have to adjourn the case while you locate your witness?’
‘Yes your Honour.’
‘In that case I’ll issue a subpoena to encourage Pastor Jones to attend and give evidence.’ A court officer was dispatched to Jones’ hotel in an effort to locate him.
Johansson had one final throw of the dice, one last desperate course, to try to make up the lost ground caused by Mayotte’s poor showing. The only course of action open to him was to discredit the person who caused that harm. ‘I call Michael Henderson to the stand.’
There was a buzz of excitement. What was he on about calling the counsel for the plaintiff as a witness?
‘Don’t worry I know what he hopes to achieve, it won’t work.’ Michael whispered to Frank as he stood and headed for the witness stand. As he sat his eyes briefly met Janine’s, and he tried, in that brief moment to reassure her that everything was going to be fine. He was confident, just as he was sure that the opposition had been investigating him, and his background.
‘You are Michael Henderson?’
‘Yes.’
‘Have you ever been a member of a Pentecostal church?’
‘I have never officially been a member of a Pentecostal church, but I did at one time attend one on a regular basis. Now before you ask if I have a grievance against the church, yes I do, and just so we don’t have to go through a boring question and answer process, I will volunteer the information that you are searching for.’
‘I attended the church, actually it was more than one of them, because of my wife. I was in love with her, I still am, even though we are no longer married, and while I wasn’t a Pentecostal, to me one Christian was the same as any other, she was uncomfortable with that. Unfortunately for me the Pastor at the church she was attending at the time, was of the view that I was an ‘unbeliever’ because I didn’t go along with his hard-line fundamental views. For instance he asked me if I believed that the only way to get to Heaven was through Jesus Christ, and when I replied that, as a Christian, I believed that the way to Heaven was through Jesus, but I wasn’t going to put myself above God by telling Him that He couldn’t admit someone to Heaven, just because that person didn’t agree with me. This was enough for him to tell my future wife that she shouldn’t marry me, because to do so would be to, ‘yoke herself to an unbeliever’. We had to marry in the Registry Office, but his comments were to haunt us for the rest of our married life.’
‘He had applied rules to my acceptance by him. Rules that he believed, or claimed, were from God, but they weren’t, because God and Jesus applied no such rules. Jesus didn’t require the Centurion to become a Jew before he healed his servant. Jesus didn’t tell the Samaritan woman he met at the well that she would not receive the waters of life unless she went home, packed her bags and left the man with whom she was living, because he wasn’t her husband. There are many examples where Jesus healed people, blessed people and provided for people but no examples where he applied any conditions prior to doing these things. Yet here is a supposed Christian church applying conditions on people who want to become members. Nowhere in the Bible does it tell me that I had to endure a dunking in a pool, and emerge speaking in tongues, to be a Christian. But to be one of them, I had to comply with their membership rules, it’s their rules, not God’s, so why should the church insist on it?’
‘My wife was firmly entrenched in Pentecostal ideology, thoroughly brainwashed by Pentecostal ideology, and if we ever had a religious discussion and I didn’t agree with what she had been taught, we would end up arguing, and if I was able to prove to her, scripturally, that I was right, she would just tell me to take it up with ‘leadership’, knowing full well that such an action would be a waste of time, because they would not change their interpretation. That’s not to say that I didn’t attempt to discuss theology with them.’
‘One Pastor that I spoke with claimed that he didn’t have a problem with me disagreeing with him, and he was willing to discuss my differences with me. But then he added that he hoped that I would always remain ‘teachable’, the inference being, that he would discuss teachings with me while ever I was prepared to concede t
hat he was right. In my experience with different Christian sects, the one that was least ‘teachable’ were the Pentecostals. They rejected out of hand all reality except their own. They rejected out of hand all ‘truth’ except their own.’
‘I became even more frustrated at my wife’s lack of curiosity, her blind obedience to the Pentecostal teaching demonstrated how little she cared for me. It was a painful revelation for me.’
‘That will be all.’ Johansson was now sorry that he had called Henderson to the stand, he had hoped to prove that Henderson’s hatred of the Pentecostal church would manifest itself in anger, anger that would have distorted his thinking. But here he was lucidly and systematically demolishing the church. All he could think of now was damage control.
‘Your Honour, Mister Johansson opened this can of worms, and I don’t think it is time to shut it now. I could always cross examine myself, and achieve the same result as if I just keep going as I am.’
‘I agree with you.’
‘I object!’
‘Mister Johansson,’ Judge Foley stared directly into Johansson’s eyes, the message in that stare immediately and abundantly clear to the recipient. ‘I am fully aware what you had hoped to achieve by calling your opponent to the stand, and I allowed it. I must also allow Mister Henderson the opportunity of reply. As he suggested, we could go through the rigmarole of a cross-examination, but, also as he suggested, this court will be better served if he continued his explanation.’
‘As your Honour wishes.’ Johansson sat down, defeated.
Henderson acknowledged Judge Foley. ‘The more that I witnessed of the way that they operated, the more I became convinced, that the Pentecostal church was financially wealthy but spiritually bankrupt. Everything was for show, from the concert at the beginning of the service to the way the preachers delivered their message. They were entertainers, not messengers of God. And then there were the constant demands for money by playing on the greed of their followers.’
‘In their defence the Pentecostal church will tell us that they need money to do the work of God and that other churches demand money for the same reason, but the difference is, that the Pentecostal church is one of the few that turns these demands into a scriptural imperative, to be obeyed, even if you place yourself in financial hardship.’
‘When I first started going to a Pentecostal church, no, even before that, when I first saw a Pentecostal worship service on television, I was immediately drawn to make comparisons with the Nuremburg rallies of pre World War Two Germany, I was immediately drawn to comparisons with a mosh pit at a rock concert. The process was the same, the achieved outcome was the same, caught up in the euphoria, those there would believe anything and everything, that they were told. In the case of Nazi Germany they believed totally in the Aryan ‘Master Race’ of racial purity because that is what their leader Adolf Hitler told them to believe, and they were too scared to challenge him. The Pentecostals believe in the Evangelical ‘Master Race’ of religious purity, and their followers are too scared to challenge that teaching.’
‘If you ever have the time you should watch some of the shows coming out of the States through HTTV, it’s an education in greed. Here you have a broadcasting network that’s on air 24/7, it sells time to preachers who want to gain access to their viewers. The directors of the network are incredibly wealthy from monies earned through the network, but they don’t need to use their own money for anything. They live in any of the many mansions or condominiums that the church owns, bought using cash so that there was no paper trail leading to the church.’
‘Whenever they need to travel, they use the network owned executive jet, it’s not leased, it’s owned by the network, and it is a multimillion dollar plane. This network holds a twice a year Praise-a-thon to beg for money, to keep the network on the air, when they have millions of dollars in cash and hundreds of millions in Treasury Bonds. And do you know what the most obscene thing is? The overwhelming majority of the donations that they get are from people who can’t afford to give this obscenely wealthy organization from their low income. They are suckered into giving by the promise of wealth beyond measure in return for their giving. They are even encouraged to go into debt, with the promise that their debt will be repaid by God, it doesn’t happen.’
‘While one of the network’s rules limits the time that these preachers can ask for money, and sell merchandise, to a minute at the end of the broadcast, there is a banner scrolling across the bottom of the screen the whole time, with a donation hot line that people can call to pledge money. This is a constant subliminal demand for money, and it works! They have a prayer line, where people can call in with prayer requests, and from this they add the names to their mailing list, and a couple of days after the phone contact, the people receive a begging letter from them.’
‘While the history of the Prosperity preachers is littered with the obscenely rich, those that succumb to the fortune that they have gained in this way, and would do anything to get more, names like Oral Roberts, Jimmy Bakker, Kenneth Copeland, Joyce Meyers, Benny Hinn, the list goes on. These people have built up huge financial empires on the back of the poor, by dangling the carrot of riches beyond measure. This is obscene in the extreme, and certainly does not in any way follow the teachings of Jesus, who told the rich young man to divest himself of his wealth before he could become a follower. That young man, just as this organization, chose his wealth over the work of God.’
‘Yes I do have a problem with an organization that promotes itself as a Christian church, but whose ideology is diametrically opposed to that of Christ.’
‘Yes I do have a problem with an organization that has totally ignored the Christian mandate of help for the poor and disadvantaged in our society. Jesus never turned away a request for help, a request for healing, but one church that I used to attend, when approached by one of its members for assistance, told this woman to go to the Salvation Army. I ask you, is that a Christian attitude? This church had replaced the work of God, with its obscene quest for wealth and power, at the expense of the very same people it is meant to help.’
‘Yes I do have a problem with an organization whose leaders swan around the world displaying their wealth, wealth that they have gained from the very people that they are supposed to help.’
‘Yes I do have a problem with the obscenity of this situation, these organizations enjoy tax relief, because they claim to be a Christian charity, when Christian charity is not part of their ideology, and that they are in fact, a huge corporate vortex sucking the life out of everyone and everything around them.’
‘Mark put it very succinctly when he records Jesus quoting Isaiah: ‘These people honour me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in vain, their teachings are but rules taught by men.’ Or even more succinct is the ‘Message Bible’ translation: ‘These people make a big show of saying the right thing, but their heart isn’t in it. They act like they are worshipping me, but they don’t mean it. They just use me as a cover for teaching whatever suits their fancy, ditching God’s command and taking up the latest fads.”
‘If you cast your mind back a few years there was this thing called the ‘Toronto Blessing’ that swept through Pentecostal churches, it was touted as a spiritual gift that had hundreds of people falling about laughing uncontrollably, but where is it now? Now what Mark said, is what I call prophetic, because it applies explicitly to what is happening now, over two thousand years after the words were written. To paraphrase the words heard so often over the Pentecostal pulpit, ‘That is truly awesome pro
phecy!”
‘A couple of days ago Pastor Mayotte called me an atheist, I assume that was because I was challenging his teaching, his doctrine. In answer to that, I am not and never have been an atheist. I was brought up in a Christian family and, while I may have not always attended church, I held onto my Christian principles, my Christian outlook on life, I tried at all times to love my fellow man and I certainly tried to love God unconditionally, I tried at all times to not do anything that would harm, or cause pain to, my fellow man.’
‘Such, unfortunately cannot be said for the teachings of the Shining Light Christian Church, and other similar churches. Theirs is the antithesis of the teachings of Jesus Christ, they place many, many conditions on the love that they dispense, and, if you challenge their teachings you are punished. There is little evidence of love in the Pentecostal church doctrine. It claims rigid adherence to the word of God, but that claim cannot be substantiated. It claims Jesus as its spiritual leader but it is guilty of the practices that he criticized in Matthew 23.’
‘It is interesting to note that, on several occasions I have discussed the various worship practices with Pentecostal Pastors, and while they have separately agreed with me on the individual elements of these practices, and how they are not supported scripturally, whenever I attempted to combine these elements into a whole, they would have none of it. A case of, the sum of agreement with the individual elements equalling total disagreement with the whole.’
‘That is why I agreed to take on this case. It was not for the money, because I am doing it for nothing. When my client came to see me with his enquiry about this case I felt ashamed. I felt as if I had let the world down by doing nothing about what I had witnessed in these churches. I recalled the Parable of the Good Samaritan, and likened myself to the Priest and the Levite, who did nothing to assist the mugged traveller, who saw a wrongdoing and did nothing to help, whose complacency was just as much a sin as the robbers that had left him there, when I should have been like the Samaritan, who rendered more than aid.’
‘Here was a man willing to put everything, his life, his reputation, on the line for this cause, and it made me so ashamed of my lack of action that I jumped at the chance, because, it finally gave me the motivation to do something that I should have done ages ago. It is not about my seeking revenge for my broken marriage, it is not about my client seeking recompense for the money he has contributed. It is about someone, us, taking a stand against this organization whose creed is ‘Greed is good, greed is God’!’
‘When we look back into the history of our religion we find that there have been many precedents for what my client and I are doing now. We have already mentioned the Prophet Jeremiah and the way he had to endure hardship because he spoke out against the church of his time’.
‘We have the example of Martin Luther who, disgusted with the corruption he witnessed in the church of his time spoke out against it and was excommunicated for his troubles. The Pentecostal, along with other Protestant churches, should be thankful that he did, yet here they are trying to stifle that very same process.’
‘We saw Copernicus who was forced to recant his theories, because they went against the teachings of the church on the creation of the Universe and Earth’s position in relation to the sun, and the rest of the Universe, theories that had already been proven by the Maya in Central America.’
‘We saw that Galileo was excommunicated when he proved that Copernicus was right, and that the Sun did not revolve around the Earth as the church believed. It wasn’t until late last century that the church finally admitted it had been wrong, and rescinded the excommunication.’
‘And of course we can’t forget the biggest of all, Jesus Christ. He was killed, not because he claimed to be the ‘Son of God’ or the ‘King of the Jews’, or even the Messiah, but because he spoke out against the corruption and false teaching of the church of his time.’
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Since no one really commented on the last one, I didn't really have the urge to finish this one quickly. But here it is. A bit shorter, but it's a story. As I thought, school was very interesting the next couple days. When I arrived at school the next day, I parked in my usual spot. I put my car into park then turned it off. My car is the kind that unlocks when it’s switched into park. The passenger door opened and Alex got in.“Hey Alex. What’s up?”“Your cock.”She reached over and unzipped my...
She felt great! In fact she felt alive again. No more school. No more homework for a while. No more teachers handing out what the school called “Justice Under God” notification, not that she received many throughout high school, but regardless, high school was over. She’d graduated last night and if she didn’t want to go to college, she was finished altogether. However college was another thing. She told herself she wasn’t going to worry or even think about that, about college until next week...
Back at Frank’s we sat in the living room talking and continued getting sloshed. Jack asked if anybody wanted to watch porn and Frank told him to pick out some DVDs. He picked two from the blowjob spot on the book case and took two more from a box on the top shelf. i had watched all of the blowjob videos before with Frank, but had never seen any videos from that box and wondered what they were. We sat there getting high and watched the two blowjob videos. Jack had the remote and was fast...
The ship we’re on is lightly rocking, I can feel it waving over the water. We’ve been on holiday for six days, and I can’t wait to see where the rest of it goes. I can feel the warm rays of light dance across my skin, I’m barely covered by my sheet. The touch of my naughty man is what I feel next. He’s waking me up the best possible way. His warm lips kissing along my inner thigh, feeling him work up closer to my pussy. I purr out softly… “You know, it was just a few hours ago, you were in the...
Here we are, the middle of Summer. The peak of blazing hot weather. The sun cooking people who dared to step outside into Mother Nature's oven. People walking the streets with uneven tans, some wearing sunglasses too big for their faces, people splashing around in pools in their backyards, unattractive men jogging in short shorts hidden behind their huge hairy bellies. It was a perfect summer day, and also the day before the vacation of a lifetime.It was a Friday night and I was packing my bags...
SupernaturalWhen I got home from school I did my usual homework plus some chores my mother always gives me. When she got home I greeted her with a soft kiss and a big hug. She said that she had a long day and was tired so there was to be no early hanky panky. She cooked us a nice meal and we chatted about nothing.After dinner, we cleared the table and washed the dishes doing some light grab-ass'en and then went into the living room to watch some TV. My mom suggested that we just cuddle until bedtime; I...
Das richtige Kennenlernen und ausgiebige Ausleben meiner Bisexualität verdanke ich einem Freund, den ich während meines Studiums kennenlernte. Erst durch ihn habe ich so richtig und ungehemmt meine Schwanz-Geilheit ausleben können, und so viele neue Facetten meiner eigenen Sexualität entdeckt. Ich lernte ihn gegen Ende meines Studiums kennen, und leider zog er nach etwa 10 Monaten berufsbedingt weg. Diese Zeit mit ihm war für mich sexuell die intensivste und erregendste, die ich bis dahin...
OK, so it was my husband Alex’s birthday, and we had flown out to Las Vegas to celebrate. Lucky me, as it turned out, offered Alex a sexual fantasy of his choosing. And, that’s the wicked little tale you’re reading now. Alex and I like to play nasty, and sometimes we’ll do things like hitting a bar or club, where one of us will pick out a guy. And then, usually it’s me who has to walk right up, and invite him out to the parking lot for a blow job; of course with Alex watching. Its loads of fun,...
I love Push-Up bras, I very love Padded Push-Up bras! Thick ones ;) Always love-it but don't know why?My Gf wear only this kind of bras, I'm in paradise... She have an 36D but look a true 36E with this Add-2-Cups Padded Push-Up bras. Love this look! She have around 30 of this bras and more panties. She wear daily the Victoria's Secret Miraculous Bombshell bra and the La Senza Hello Sugar Double Push-Up bra. Her breast is so big, so high and very round I can't resist! Her cleavage is so amazing!...
Hello Dosto bahut time baad aapke samne ek story lekar aaya hu mene pahali story likhi thi “Jaipur me huee Sali se masti” jiska acha response bhi mila tha mujhe or mail abhi bhi aati h mujhe. Kher me Jaipur se hu Dhruvraj. Apni iss real story par aata hu jo abhi last week hi huee h mere sath me. Actually mene sex me kuch change ke liye face book par couples ke sath me chat ki par jyadatar couples only cpl to cpl hi sex karna chahte the. But me sadi suda hone ke bawjud single hi tha bcase wife...
“Hello?” she said. Her mother looked at her. “Who is it?” she asked. “This is she.” Misty said into the phone, ignoring her mother‘s question. “Who may I ask is calling?” She put her hand over the phone a moment later. “It’s Mr. Ménage from down the block.” she said. “They want me to baby-sit tonight. Is it okay?” “Find out how much, first.” her mother told her. “Then ask how late it will be.” “Okay, my mom wants to know how late I’ll be, and how much I get paid.” she said into...
Hi everybody! , I am here with a story, basically a fantasy of myself fucking the damn fucking hot and beautiful Indian actress – miss world 2000, if m not wrong, miss priyanka chopra…her sexy smile makes me hard on my cock.. and I hope the same would be true with all you out there who like her. Her perfect ass and well-chiseled boobies make me crazy. And her sexy voice… o man.. gonna tell you makes me masturbate everytime I hear it. Ok, now m going to begin my fantasy. M a 22 years old...
It was an early night when my hubby and I decided to go to bed. He was not in the mood to have sex, which was not surprising since of late he just was so tired he just crashed. I on the other hand was very horny and I really needed to feel his cock deep in my pussy. I was starving for a good fuck. I decided that I was going to ease him into having sex. I usually go to bed with a night shirt or short nightie, but tonight I was going to put on some white cotton bikini underwear that I knew he...
Wife LoversFlavored Pops by Boredsitting This is a little, weekend story for those who like my style of writing. There isn't much of a plot on purpose - my plots take more planning. I'm trying to go back to the original concept of a token changing a person without their knowledge or permission but loving every minute of it. I'm trying to put together a long, character-driven story called The Student. It's going to be some time. Life and responsibilities seem to get in the way. Sorry if...
Alpha Core 13D, Little Things Beth's car sounded pretty good in the shop, but as we started going through it we began finding little things here and there. Her recent troubles during the test run had triggered her badly. Now the engine lay on her work bench in complete disassembly as a result. She went through everything, over everything, checked everything. Still she couldn't find the problem. Finally unable to stand her obsession any longer Sassy approached her bench....
Poor kid, she thought to herself. Between the incident with the wolf then finding out his father is gone. Dammit Brian you really screwed up this time! Evelyn couldn't help but curse her now deceased ex-husband. He was never a bad man, just a difficult one. But now he was gone. Evelyn cried when she first got the news from her ex's brother, a reaction that surprised her. Though the two were divorced Evelyn and Brian were able to mend fences a few years after the separation. Nowhere near...
When it comes to old school glamzo sex…..there are not too many people who do it better than Sarah Jessie and Rob Piper. Watch these two industry veterans go at it, like never before. Sarah was born to suck big black cocks, and Rob is here to deliver. Watch Sarah suck Rob’s cock, like she’s sucking a big black lollipop. This whore is quick to drop to her knees to please any man. When Rob is ready to use Sarah’s holes as he pleases, he takes charge. Bending, moving,...
xmoviesforyouthe day had started off like the more, or less usual ho-hum-drum, blah, blahseh, blip, motionless status as of the present given moment in time, &/or like as if I myself am, or was in suspended animation, unemployed, unschooled, unmarried, unfriended by last girlfriend even so since the break-up. & I don't want to get into that being of the religious-church-hypocrites being of whom I myself am usually, quite regularly encountering that being of their presence upon any given sabbathical...
The meeting with the judge had gone well. Winifred Clark did have some friends at court, and with Nathan backing her efforts the meeting had gone, well, well. This was one trip to the prison that she was actually looking forward to. She pulled into the spacious fenced in parking area and strode to the gatehouse that led to the inner grounds of the DOC. Admitted, she headed for the hall where inmates met with their family members and sometimes their lawyers. It was more informal than the small...
CheatingI pulled her to me and kissed her firmly. “Okay, partner. Let’s call John.” We sat close on the couch. I opened my phone and called my son with it on speaker. John answered and Sandy said, “John, this is Sandy. We just talked to Becky. What’s happening and how can we help?” “Sandy! It’s good to hear from you. I’m guessing my dad is there. May I come over? I need to talk to you two.” “Of course. We are at your dad’s condo. Come on over.” “I’ll be there in half an hour. Thanks,...
Officer Tanya works for U.S. Customs at an international airport in the southern U.S.. Her colleagues call her a radical feminists, because of the way she wield power. Most wanted to call her a “bitch” but wouldn’t dare because they knew she would respond with two fisted disagreement. No one messes with Tanya. Tanya perfected a formula for humiliating men at work. She instructs her workers to bring any male who’s carries pornography to be brought to her for interrogation. She had nothing...
I love my wife very much. She is 12+ years older than me and we had been married then for over 25 years. Like many couples sex when we were first together was spectacular but fell away as years went by. Jan had many boyfriends when young which her family always ribbed her about but in those days you didn’t go ‘all the way’. I was very jealous having had no experience of girls before we met. My insecurity diminished over the years and we were a very solid and devoted couple. So why did I have...
Takhon kaku nijer banra ta didir muh theke bar kore niye didi ke chit kore mamir pashe shoeye dilo aar banra ta hathe dhore didir guuder oopore rograte laglo. Khanik khon banra ta rognaor por didi neeche shoeye shoeye nijer komor ta tue banra ta guuder dhokabar chesta korlo. Kintu kaku banra hathe kore dhore didir guuder chendar oopore ghoshte thaklo. Takhon didi mukh jhamta diye kaku ke bollo, “sala ma choda khanikr chele, haramjada banchot bodmash kothakar, tui guud chudte naa janish to...
There I was, heading to my errands for the evening...It was the same ol' night, after night, after night, after night...I was bored of the same ol'. That night I had my music blasting as usual, as I pulled up to my destination and parked. I caught a younger buxom staring at me that night from the corners of my eyes, her stare heavy with the eyes of judgement...ready to drop her strap on me like a gavel, if she had either strap on, or gavel on her...and pass her judgement on me...only in my...
If you spend all your workdays in a cubicle in the center of a hundred thousand square foot room filled with cubicles, you tend to lose your identity over a period of time. I started this job three years ago, thinking I was on my way to the top of a large conglomerate. A year after starting, something went wrong in their accounting department and the SEC began auditing and auditing and auditing. The stock fell and fell. Cubicles were continuously abandoned, with me thinking I would be next any...
Once there lived a family in a town. The house was turned out to be a home only because of the loving nature of the family members. The family had a loving mother “Vasundhara”, Responsible and Caring father “Ashok” and two adult kids “Rashmi” urf Chinni (age 19) “Chinmai” urf Chinnu (age 26). Elder Sis Suman urf akka (age 34) was already married and had a kid 3 yr old but was staying with her hubby in a different town. One fine day Rashmi came from college and found that the main door was...
IncestBed and BondageThe room is warm, almost too warm. I am slightly damp from perspiration, and the occasional draft makes me shiver.The room is filled with a warm, diffuse light, sunlight through heavy lace curtains, giving the place an antique feel. The air smells of potpourri, mingled with red wine and musk.My eyes travel lazily along the ceiling, until they reach the far wall, where a full-length mirror stands across from the foot of the bed, tilted slightly forward in its heavy oak frame. The...
In this story, the main character of your choosing accidentally becomes the body part of someone else. This could be the body part of their significant other, a crush, or someone completely random. As far as how it happens is up to you. It could be a genie (or other type being or object capable of granting wishes in a bad way), or a spell gone wrong. Can they move or speak on their own, or are they only conscious of their surroundings without the ability to express themselves? Which body part...