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Long Arms of the Law

Fantasy Night Melissa downed her fourth cocktail of the evening, it had been a tough day at work and her husband wouldn't be home until tomorrow. She had stopped at the bar and had a few drinks to unwind, her head was light and she knew she had reached her limit, so she paid her tab and stood up on wobbly legs. She balanced herself against the bar for a second to get her head clear and then walked towards the door. Two guys had hit on her while she had been there, but she promised herself she...

Long Time Married With Great Sex Life

Hi, I’m Gwen. I guess the title of my tale got your attention. I’ll try to keep it. My 47th birthday was recently but things really got interesting a couple of years ago on my 45th one. My dear husband of about 25 years asked me how I wanted to celebrate it. I asked him, half in jest, “How about a couple of young studs to screw me silly!” My husband, Morty, looked surprised and retorted, “Would you do it if I got them?” Taking up the challenge, I came back with, “Why not? The baby factory is...

Long RelieverChapter 9

The Orioles were in the middle of their west coast swing in early June when Susan got a telephone call from Lars Jensen. "I'm in the neighborhood!" he declared. "You're already out for the summer semester?" she said. "No. I'm in Washington. It's a university business thing. But you're only about fifty miles away, and I've got my Avis rental." "I ... wrote to you, Lars, about my ... meeting somebody." "Already in an exclusive relationship?" he said. "I thought we really...

Long Life and TelepathyChapter 2

At the time of my accident in 1959, I was close to penniless. Hospital and doctor bills put me deeply in debt. I believe the hospital expected me to declare bankruptcy to avoid paying, but I fooled them. As soon as I was released from the hospital, I rolled my wheelchair into the Silver Slipper and up to a poker table. My winnings that day allowed me to rent a room in the Desert Inn, and the next morning, and every morning for the next four months I sat at one poker table or another on the...

Long Life and TelepathyChapter 7

I retreated. I smoked more, but kept my smoking to my office. I buried myself in solitary activities. I pushed a cart through Barnes and Noble, filled it with books, and read them in my expanding library. I painted in my studio. With acrylics. I was too impatient to use oils, and the painting was large and angry and... It was a great painting, a work of art. I'd poured all my emotions into the painting, and it reflected the emotions I poured into it. I decided not to burn it. I had it...

Long Life and TelepathyChapter 20

Gotta change my M.O. again, my modus operandi, the killer thought. The feds are closing in. They've gotta be getting close. I've been seen stalking filthy squaws. Twice. So they have my description, a general description that fits probably a million men. So the description isn't a big problem. But they know I target squaws that attend or work at colleges. That's gotta change, too. He'd changed his M.O. a while back by selecting his victims while visiting a college for his work, but not...

Long Life and TelepathyChapter 23

Loni and I sat on my rock and watched a storm march across the desert valley. The sun was setting, and the sunset was fighting a losing battle with the storm. It wasn't cold, but it was chilly. We wore jackets. Mine was leather, the jacket I'd worn while riding the Harley from Houston to Gold Canyon. Loni's was a designer jacket, a Geiger of Austria walk jacket, she'd told me. She wore a matching beret. She looked adorable. "The art of giving that you talk about," Loni said, "has to...

Long After the GameChapter 2

So, given all that, the next two days I had a hard time concentrating. I talked to people – I even talked to Paula. She knew which side was up and had figured it all out; what had happened with her mother was all over the Internet anyway. Saffron and Jamie were less in the loop, but it was nice to chat with her. I showed her the text from Deanna, told her about our meeting, and then said. "So, child of fifteen, going on thirty, what do you think?" Immediately Paula said, "You've got to...

Long After the GameChapter 5

" ... and then the guy just left, you know?" I went to take another sip of my beer and realized the glass was empty. I looked at it a second time, suspiciously, since I had no memory of finishing it. With these friends, you never knew if you did actually finish it, or someone else 'helped' you. I looked at Simon and Polly, who was still nursing a glass of white wine that must, by now, be room temperature. I was sitting on their couch. I'd called Simon, needing to talk about this...

Long LegsChapter 2

Greta is dreaming. She dreams she's lying on her back, looking up at a cloudy sky. One of the clouds looks like the head of a dog. Yes, it's a dog with big ears, and his tongue is sticking out. Mariah lies between Greta's legs, licking her pussy. It feels wonderful. Greta shivers with pleasure and closes her eyes. When she opens them, the sun has come out from behind the clouds. She found herself awake, staring up at a skylight in the bunkhouse. Mariah lay asleep next to her, her large...

Long LegsChapter 3

Greta was awakened by a raucous band of crows, and by something else: an insistent electronic beeping. It sounded so much like the alarm clock back at her apartment in Youngstown that she was confused when she opened her eyes and saw blue sky and trees above her. She sat up, and the crows began flying away — lazily, as if to show they weren't afraid of her. She wondered what time it was. Beep, beep. There it was again. It was coming from one of her shoes, a few feet from her. Then she...

Long Road to UnderstandingChapter 3 The Club Initiation

Well, if waiting to hear from Leon about whether we were accepted or not seemed like a long time, waiting for the first meeting was worse yet. Although it seemed to be forever, the night arrived and so did Leon and Chilly to pick us up and take us to our swing club debut. When we arrived at the hotel Leon and Chilly took us around to the rear entrance. We went in through the kitchen, which was empty, and down a dark hallway. We were led into a small room that might have been the hotel...

Long Road to UnderstandingChapter 4 Meeting the Members

I was a little weak legged as I followed Leon back to the small office near the kitchen and got dressed. Leon waited quietly until I had finished and then he led the way to the bar. There were about a dozen people in the bar when entered. I asked Leon if they were all of the members that were in attendance that night and Leon laughed and said, "Hell no. You and Marsha got everyone so hot during your performance that most of the members are up in the rooms getting it on with someone." I...

Long Road to UnderstandingChapter 5 Membership

Over the next three months our lives changed in a very big way but the relationship Marsha and I had outside of the club didn't change. She was still the love of my life and she was no less devoted to me than she was before we joined the club. Marsha and I went to the club every Friday or Saturday night for the next three months. That period included three monthly meetings and the rest of the visits were to socialize and have sex with the other members. That certainly was a change from our...

Long Road to UnderstandingChapter 6 Understanding Begins

Over the next several weeks I began to observe a pattern in the movements of Marsha and Leon at the club. It didn't mater if we happened to go on a Friday night or a Saturday night, we would find Leon and Chilly already at the bar. The evenings always started out the same, Marsha and I would would go talk to Leon and Chilly for a few minutes and then I would begin wondering around the bar trying to decide which of the women in attendance I would invite upstairs that evening. Now you would...

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