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This story is true and relates to a real life experience enjoy….. I own and operate a local handyman service.I used to be a general contractor and have many years experience in several trades.Now I enjoy making money doing odd jobs which require much less stress and strain. A lot of my clientel are yuppies who have money but no skills fixing things.And the other are mostly widows and divorced women who have lost the handyperson in theyre life. Many times I have been offered sex for payment by a bimbo but have never taken anyone up on the offer because of the tremendous risk involved legally.(Just ask Tiger Woods). A while back I was called to a ladys home to do some repairs.She was about 65 years old 5 ft 4 165 to 180 lbs pleasingly plump with rather large boobs.And a nice caboose.She had brown hair with grey roots showing in places and a nice smile.She had me look at several small tasks and give her a estimate.I knew by the way her home looked she didnt have much money or didnt appear to.Furnature was outdated,appliances very old and not much food in the pantry.The home needed a lot of work.She had confessed her husband died 15 years ago and had let the place go do to lack of money.She was now living on Soc security and food stamps.I gave her the price for the repairs discounting it as much as possable because I knew she was hard up and I have a soft heart.i was basically doing the work free with just the cost of materials. She sighed and explained it was too much and thanked me for my time.I asked her what she could afford because my price was cut to the bone now.Im sorry she started to weep I was hoping to possibly trade with you for something.Anything you want.Im not sure I understand Mrs White?I said. She explained how she was a excellent baker and seemstress.or could clean my house in trade for my services.I explained that i live alone dont eat baked goods much. dont really need any sewing done.and living alone my house really doesnt get too dirty.I clean it myself pretty easily.But there is something you can do for me if your willing.She had no Idea i had a fetish for shit play and have been engaging in s**t all my life.i especially like older women and she fit the bill perfectly.She assumed I was going to ask for sexual favors and cut me off..I am not a prostitue I wont trade sex for your services I didnt mean that she said.Oh I understand… Mrs White I wasnt thinking of sex. Oh thats good and she clarified Not that I wouldnt be willing to enjoy a man but not trade for services.Im old not dead and I would need to have a relationship first as well. I dont jump in the sack with just anyone. I totally agree Mrs White so here is my offer.I will do all the tasks you need done but you will have to indulge me in a way you might find dis tastefull or even bizarre.She seemed to get nervous but asked well what is it you want me to do then?I explained nothing difficult something you do everyday.But probably never traded for anything of value for.I asked her if she knew what a fetish was.I think so she said isnt it a particular object or act which gives a person a erotic thrill something like that?.Yes it is and you have what i need to fulfill my fetish…Me what on earth would that be? I then explained to her how i love to have women use me for a toilet or let me play with theyre poop or eat it.. I dont think that I can help you she said I cant do that no way. So I said I will make it really simple for her.I will complete the repairs all you have to do after I am finished is call me When you feel you need to have a bowel movement.or right after.I will give you a airtight container you use it and set it on the porch,We dont even have to see each other and I will come and get it,but it must be fresh,so call me when you need to go and I can be here in 10 mins. Mrs white said thats it… you just want me to go into a tupper ware thing and let you have it? I replied yes thats all..She then asked what are you going to do with it? Probably masturbate and sniff and lick it possably eat some too. Gross!! she exclaimed..Well thats the deal do we have a deal then? I need to think about it I will call you in the morning. The next morning at 6 my phone rang This is Joanna ( Mrs Whites first name)Oh good morning how are you? Fine listen I agree to our plan and I will have it waiting for you in 10 min.I arrived in 15 mins and had to knock on her door as nothing was on the porch.She invited me in and said I thought you might not mind doing whatever you want with me looking on is that OK?.Sure I said she then went into the bathroom and came out with a paper plate.On the plate was about a six inch dark brown turd sausage sized….Chapter two will tell you what happen next look for it soon.
Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...
Tim Purdy balanced on his right (and only) leg and fished a pair of crutches out of the back seat of the Veteran’s Administration transport van. The sun was scorching on this late July morning just outside Atlanta. “Thanks for the ride, Mike,” he called. “No problem, Tim. Same time tomorrow, right?” “I’ll be ready.” Tim slid the van’s door closed and checked the area. Since coming back from Afghanistan, he was much more aware of his physical surroundings than the ordinary American. He knew...
Note : This story is completely fictional! We were cash-strapped those days. My elder sister Amrita was that time doing her textile business. She was twenty seven, but looked young enough for people to think she is my younger sister. She was athletic, slim and tall. She carried herself well; dressed elegantly and was very beautiful with lovely thick silky hair which fell below her shoulder. She had a sharp nose, full lips. a well defined chin; and large eyes. However, her striking feature was...
IncestTim Purdy balanced on his right (and only) leg and fished a pair of crutches out of the back seat of the Veteran’s Administration transport van. The sun was scorching on this late July morning just outside Atlanta. ‘Thanks for the ride, Mike,’ he called. ‘No problem, Tim. Same time tomorrow, right?’ ‘I’ll be ready.’ Tim slid the van’s door closed and checked the area. Since coming back from Afghanistan, he was much more aware of his physical surroundings than the ordinary American. He...
"Uhhgg! Oh, my goodness gracious me, my child!" Dr. Martin Greeley commented huskily. "We are certainly feeling feisty this afternoon," he chuckled. Reaching under her tee-shirt, the middle aged doctor placed the palm of his right hand onto her soft, rounded belly and pushed forward with his hips. As he did so he felt her strong abdominal muscles flex hard beneath his hand. "Mmm... that's right, Tracy," he murmured as the lovely girl clamped down on his manhood in a marvelously firm...
The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Sophia, along with some of the characters in the other two stories make cameo appearances here. *************************************** I...
By half past three in the afternoon Roger Thompson was running around the beach his excitement irrepressible and contagious. He'd started off jogging around the beach by himself, but once the result of the third test had become more universally known he had been joined by other cricket mad fans who were celebrating a rare victory by England over the West Indies. "See dad," he'd said once Fred Trueman had had Joe Solomon caught by wicketkeeper Jim Parks for 14 to complete the 217 run...
The Real Stepford Wives - Vicky's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This is my third entry in the Stepford Series. This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Lizzie, along with some of the characters in the original two stories make cameo appearances...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Some of the characters in those stories make cameo appearances here. ********************** I was four years into my career as a Big Four accountant. Two years ago, I had been promoted to senior associate and was hopeful about...
I posted this on another site sometime ago. Thought it needed another airing It was a stormy Sunday afternoon and we were alone. Dad had gone to enrol the latest special services customer. Mom had gone to service an existing customer. They own a popular hairdressing and beauty salon business. The beauty salon business is a ‘selected customers only’ home visit facility. Prospective clients have to be vetted by dad because mother would be the person carrying out the home visit. The...
Introduction: Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron get lost in the forbiden forest and finaly let their feeling for each other show. Ron and Hermione were strolling around the black lake, they werent actually dating but they were doing all the normal couples stuff except for the kissing and sex. They saw two people in the distance walking towards them. Is that Harry and Ginny Hermione asked. The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy By VI This story is based on my favourite piece of TG fiction, which was written by the author Sarah Barndt. If you have never read 'The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies' then please do so, as it is an imaginative and well told story. Thanks very much Sarah. ************************ I had been performing ballet since I was eight, and for the last six years had been with one of the American ballet companies. I think the fame...
The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were dating) walked up to them. "Hey guys" Ginny said in a bouncy giddy voice she always used now it got even giddier when she was with Harry. "Hey" Ron replied "we were just heading back to school for lunch" "Bah that's dull" said Ginny almost actually bouncing now "come with us we're going to the forbidden forest" "You know the forest is forbidden for a reason" Hermione...
The Chelmsford Stalker By Michele Nylons The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer...
Payment: The Next Week By Dunchad© Deirdre was sitting at her desk when the boss called her into his office. “Deirdre, I need you to run an errand for me. Don't roll your eyes, you will like this one. I need you to go see Mrs. Samantha Dante. You will remember her as the young lady that had sex with us last week and opened the door for you to advance in...
"You may change in a bathroom if you'd like." Cathy had been led to a plush room, too large to be called a bedroom, although it contained several beds. Also a stage and lots of folding chairs. It had full mirrors on all sides and the ceiling. There were drapes and large plants tastefully positioned, such as in corners, to soften the otherwise boxy dimensions. There were no windows. The open alcoves had sinks and toilets, but provided a girl no privacy whatsoever. She hadn't...
Introduction: What happens when a hot MILF comes up a little short and does not have enough cash to pay the babysitters Payment Right after I finished my sophomore year in high school, my best friend Chris and I were asked to baby sit at the house of a woman that my mother knew. I had never met her before, but when I arrived at the house I realized that she was pretty damn hot, especially for a mom. She was about 57, had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and had a pretty curvy body with...
PAYMENT DUE (part 1) By Victoria_{MJ} Never one to pass up a good bargain on an old book, Kyle found himself stopped in front of the antique bookstore he had discovered one day as he rode into work on his motorcycle. His love for reading had blossomed early in his life, thanks to a difficult home environment, and had given him a much needed outlet for his frustrations and a secure sanctuary from the troubles he experienced growing up. Despite spending hours each night between the...
PAYMENT DUE (part 2) By Victoria_{MJ} *********** Kyle shook his head slowly as he looked at the items contained in the UPS box. "This has to be some kind of weird joke..." he muttered as he pulled the items out of the box one by one and examined them. First came the box of candles; thirteen 6" tall candles that appeared to be a mix of silver, green, and red. They smelled faintly of sandalwood and mint. The scented oils were next, three small vials which were...
Payment Due WARNING! This storyis of an adult nature, all the usual stuff applies, not intended for thoseunder 18. yada yada yada… "Alright, on the bed with you." She said. I lazily lay out on the bed, looking over at her and grinning. She was inthe mood to play and I was ready to enjoy every second of it. She tapped mythigh with the crop and said, "Spread'em boy." "I'm getting there," I protested just trying topush her. This resulted in a sharp snap of the crop against my inner thigh. I...
Fantasy only. I would never force someone...but this one is one of my favorites! This was written for a group thread on here that asked us to share our darkest fantasies... A debt must be paid and the poor guy has nothing to offer except his wife as payment. On the date that was set, the couple shows up at my door, accepting the price that is to be paid. 9 pm sharp. They come inside. To set the mood, I command the husband to strip his own wife naked...tear the clothes off of her...nothing...
“It’s been several months, how are the nightmares?” Mick asked. “I went back to the parking lot with Amy. Nothing. It was a parking lot. I almost died there,” Dan shrugged “nothing. Sometimes, there’s that guy’s face, the one I blinded. It hurts, but he was trying to get Amy. I’d do it again.” Mick nodded. “It fades over time and then,” He punched his palm. “It’s OK to feel bad and it’s OK to do it again. You protected Amy and survived. Keep moving forward.” He sat back. “Are you about ready...
Once upon a time.... All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't...
Introduction: Jessaica and her father take a road trip to the small california town Stepford to try a special kind of exotic meat, Bassed on a fictional town (Stepford) in the game SecondLife. Stepford Meat Swap Story: #47 Copyright 2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the...
The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer flesh-toned hose. He thought he could make out a subtle seam...
Story: #47 Copyright ©2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the game Second Life called Stepford, I would like to thank Ariana RoeCastle, Emilie Muggins & Jerrol Jarvinen of Stepford for thier approval of this...
Clifford sat up in bed feeling the warm body lying next to him. He looked down at the shape in the near darkness. Janet. Christ, why did it have to be this way? He had loved Tracy, he still did. So why was he in Janet's bed? Why did he have sex with her? Four times? Not one of them was anything like the times he had been with Tracy, and yet... He got out of bed and made his way to the window, padding in his bare feet across the carpet. He slowly pulled open the curtains and looked out at...
The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmeceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I...
I work in an upscale hotel in Dallas, Texas and there is no shortage of good looking women who stay at and visit our hotel. Since I am a part of the guest service team, I have a lot of interaction with our guests and visitors. One of my myriad of work assignments is to make sure our guests are well cared for. We have a full time concierge who tends to the personal whelms and desires of our uber-wealthy clientele. One evening not too long ago, one of our frequent guests, an international...
HardcoreAll my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't feel fear anymore, just...
The Real Stepford Wives Brown Sugar by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmaceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I visited 'the...
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Reddit NSFW ListWith the arrangements sorted out I made my way to my room, flung myself on the king sized bed and allowed myself to doze. I felt much better after about twenty minutes and made myself a cup of tea from the provided facilities. My accommodation was to quite a high standard. I had tea and coffee making facilities, some biscuits, a nice big TV with integral video recorder with and an ensuite bathroom. No need to leave the room till morning apart from getting something to eat, if I could stand the...
Author’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and...
Stepford brothers (change to sisters!) By bojok71 Author's notes: this story serves to plug a hole, in my view, of the credibility of the Stepford stories. What if someone came looking for a lost relative? The answer is simple, and forms part of this story. Story notes: this story is very close, for obvious reasons, to the original Stepford story. However, it's new enough to be considered a new read. It's as sexual and interesting as my other stories. Thanks again to Sarah Barndt for...
Both my wife and I had full time jobs and my wife felt that we spent too much of our weekends cleaning the house, so she asked if we could get a cleaning service.It was awesome to come home every Friday to a clean house, since we had scheduled the service to come Friday mornings.My wife and I got a lot more time on the weekends to do fun stuff instead of cleaning. It was well spent money.I did not know who was over at our house. The cleaning company was bonded, insured, and had a very good...
The next morning Forrest woke up at about 10 and woke me with a kiss on the lips. I surprised him by throwing my arms around him and deepening the kiss. I reached down under the covers and grabbed his balls. I played with them as I felt his dick start to harden. He did the same to me, squeezing my balls and moving them around in my loose sack, causing my dick to harden. Without a word, I grabbed my cloths and beckoned for him to do the same. After checking that his sister was still...
Here's another one that is not really for someone with a short attention span :) ...if you like it, I always appreciate any comments ...cheers! After a hectic day of travel, mundane project meetings and having to resolve other people's problems, I was looking forward to checking into the hotel to unwind, relax and indulge myself with some relief of the workday stress. As I drove to the hotel, I couldn't resist smiling to myself as I thought of the hotel as "Grace's hotel". Recalling some of our...
We waved bye to Forrest’s and my parents as they drove off. It was summer break and they would be gone for several days. My friend Forrest and his 9 year old sister, Scout, were staying at my house for the time they were gone. None of our parents wanted us to be home alone, but they were fine if we were together. I was 15 and Forrest was 14, but he looks 10 or 11. I live in the middle of nowhere, but we found plenty of things to do during the day, but my favorite time was at night. My...
Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age,...
It was the summer before my second year of high school when I got a call from Darci Smith asking me to meet her at the high school the next day to help her clean out the costume room. Now Darci is the drama club teacher and the art teacher. Every guy in the school wants to fuck her and masterbates to her. Darci is in her early thirties, married, and looks like she is still twenty one. She has nice mid size tits, a fine ass, big blue eyes and blonde hair. She has a pert little hard body and...
"There's a man here to see you, Mr. Forrester; he says he's a detective from the Denver Police Force." Oh-oh, thought John. "Ok, send him in, Angela." "Hello, Mr Forrester; my name is Paul Donohue, I'm a detective from the Denver Police Force." "What can I do for you, Detective Donohue?" as I pressed the intercom so Angela could listen in discreetly out at her desk. "Well, Mr. Forrester, sometime last year I was handed a case in Denver that has us all baffled. It seems that two...
Chapter 1 Stephen sighed as he watched the world go by. "I still don't see why we have to move," he told his wife as he turned to look at her. "Because honey, the company is opening a new store in Stepford and they asked me to run it," Emily replied, not taking her eyes off the road. "Besides, the offer was too good to turn down and the house came as part of the job," Emily continued. "I'd thought that you'd be proud of me," she added. "And I am. Really," Stephen added as his wife...
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I had been working in the construction industry a week when the foreman called me to his office. As I made my way over I wondered what I could have done wrong. As it had gone clocking off time I was annoyed that the meeting would be eating in to my free time. 'Aah, come in.' he said as I stepped through the door. 'Have a seat.' His office was much neater than I thought it would be. As I looked around the room I noticed that there were no girlie pictures like I had seen plastered up everywhere...
GayMeeting at Bedford MillsI had often thought about my friend Simone in the years since we had been at school together. After I graduated, I had moved to New York to pursue my career and with a husband and children, I had lost touch with Simone, but I knew that she had married a rich man whom she had met at college, and that they lived in Greenwich, Connecticut, but they had no children. I had also heard from other former classmates who had met her, that she had a glamorous lifestyle, with...
Escort services. Chapter 1. At last, she allowed him to cum, letting his seed spurt into her mouth in almost painful spasms of ejaculation. Her tight grip at the base of his cock released, allowing the pent up seed to pass, so that it shot through his urethra at blast velocity. His hips bucked involuntarily, raising his narrow cheeks off the stone slab of the poolside paving, his orgasm ripped through his body. Her lips, locked around his purple head, creating a seal, trapping his...
Jesus , this fucking weather. Business meeting in Scotland, no problem, with the flight up, but by the time I had finished the fucking weather had closed the airports and it looked like armageddon People on the phones, no fucking hotel rooms available. Luckily for me I hadn't handed over the hire car, I then spent the next 30 minutes extending the hire period and telling a fuckwit behind the counter I was going to drop it off in London tomorrow. two options exist from Edinburgh, coast road...
Escort services. Chapter 1. At last, she allowed him to cum, letting his seed spurt into her mouth in almost painful spasms of ejaculation. Her tight grip at the base of his cock released, allowing the pent up seed to pass, so that it shot through his urethra at blast velocity. His hips bucked involuntarily, raising his narrow cheeks off the stone slab of the poolside paving, his orgasm ripped through his body. Her lips, locked around...
NovelsMary Pilson knew that her ‘uncle’ Walter was grooming her. ‘Uncle’ was a silly term that Mary’s mother used to describe the men who moved into their home to take advantage. Mary had no time for her uncles; she saw them for what they were, parasites and users. Mary’s mother could hardly make ends meet working as an usherette at the local cinema. Her good looks, curvy body and long legs ensured that she was well tipped by the male customers but she also attracted the sharks. Mary mostly...
We’re cruising along a wide and quiet suburban street. Green lawns stretch back from the pavement to the nice semi-detached homes. There’s a slim woman walking a large dog along the side of the road, and we pan around to look at her as we pass – it’s no-one we know, but we kind of wish we did! Then we’re looking forward again – seeing an intersection infront of us ... Then pulling up, looking out of the side window right at a single story, flat-roofed building. A sign outside reads,...
September 1981, Milford, Ohio Friday was routine until lunchtime. Afternoon classes had been canceled for both Elyse and me because of the Labor Day weekend, so I drove back to the apartment instead of having lunch on campus. Elyse and I packed our overnight bags and waited for Kathy and Bethany, who arrived as planned, and we left Chicago just before 4:00pm. It was my goal to make the trip to Milford in just under five and a half hours, which I could do if we grabbed fast food on the way...
It was the electronic chirp of a cellphone text message that first stirred Peggy Sanford from a state of excessive alcohol and strenuous sexual activity induced sleep to a state of semi-conscious awareness. The first thing she recognized was that she was not the only one lying in the bed. She felt the warm embrace of a delicate arm draped across her chest, a set of soft full breasts pressing up against her back, a smooth hairless pelvis nuzzled up against her buttocks and a tone fit leg...
Author’s Note: These stories are a continuation of member/author Walterio’s excellent 12 part series, Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman and his extra story Peggy Sanford and the Secret Society. After I read his stories all I could think was ‘That was hot! I wish I was her.’ Walterio wrote these in response to member/author Peggy46’s invitation to anyone to continue or add to the stories that she wrote about herself and her wild sex life. I tried to fill in enough background information to make this...
Twelve-year-old Doris Wilson listened to the first of the 45's drop onto the turntable of the brand new HMV radiogram her father had bought last week. It was The Beatles: 'From Me to You'. She could just about hear the sounds of her mother who was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Doris reached across to the coffee table and picked up the latest edition of 'New Musical Express'. Having already read everything about The Beatles and happy in the knowledge that her father and 'Uncle...
“Thank you ... Zax”. A middle aged woman with a combed black hair and a bit of weight around her waist walked toward him with hands down and holding one another. “You shouldn’t, Mrs. Inoki “. Zax shook his head. The woman was the mother of his childhood friends, Weysey Inoki. Mrs. Inoki came to stand beside him, but her view was on the large group of children having the time of their life fighting the living snowmen. “Our home is at the periphery of us, newcomers’ huts. The hut next to us...
Through her wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her silky blonde pussy-hair, then drop into the bowl. She stretched and yawned, willing her reluctant body awake. "Mike?" she called. "Yeah?" her husband answered, pushing the bathroom door open. "Well, aren't you a pretty sight?" he said. "Look, who's talking. You look as bad as I feel," she said with a smile. Her husband was naked except for a towel around his mid-section, his flaccid...