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Sono Alex. Giorni fa ho ricevuto una strana lettera in cui si parlava di un locale in periferia in cui si poteva combattere. Erano combattimenti misti di ogni et
Sono Alex. Giorni fa ho ricevuto una strana lettera in cui si parlava di un locale in periferia in cui si poteva combattere. Erano combattimenti misti di ogni et
Seit etwas mehr als einem Jahr war Tommy Auszubildender. Er hatte damals sehr viel Glück gehabt den Ausbildungsplatz zu bekommen, nicht nur weil er so seinen Traumberuf erlernen konnte, sondern auch weil die Firma als Aushängeschild der Region galt und auf jede offene Stelle unzählige Bewerber kamen. Selbst wenn er seinen Arbeitgeber in Zukunft wechseln wollte, hätte er die bestmögliche Ausgangssituation, da der Betrieb für seinen hohen Ausbildungsstandard bekannt war. Zu diesem Zweck...
You are James Altair, a janator at Wendigo Corperation. You were suprized that you got the job so soon after graduating highschool. For fovr months now, you stayed on the bottom 3 floors but when you got you schedule for this week, you see you have the labs. Excited about the promotion after being dumped by Sara, you girlfriend of four years, you get on the elevator and go up to floor 12. You clean the halls and office outside the labs. You start cleaning thd last office and start cleaning but...
The necklace was beautiful. It hung outside the cave, its white stones glittering in the sunlight. Freya felt herself getting wet as she looked at it. As she examined its glittering facets, she began to stroke a hand against her skirt. She could feel her nipples pressing against the fabric of her dress. With her other hand, she reached for the necklace. "You like it?" a voice said. Freya brushed, pulling her hand away from her pussy. Out of the cave had come a dwarf, twisted and ugly. He leered...
FantasyMandy ist 23 Jahr alt und ist seit ganzen 6 Jahren mit ihrem Freund Markus fest in einer Beziehung. Die beide lieben sich über alles und vor einigen Monaten hat es Markus endlich gemacht und um Mandy's Hand angehalten. Markus ist eher der schüchterne Typ und er hätte sich sicher nicht getraut Mandy einen Antrag zu machen aber seine Eltern haben ihn dabei sehr unterstützt und vor allem sein Vater hat ihn regelrecht dazu gepusht um Mandy's Hand an zuhalten und so tat er es endlich. Er ist mit...
Inga war eine mächtige vollbusige deutsche Frau. Sie war groß und sehr mächtig. Sie war auch ein sadistisches, Nymphomaneherrscher. Kein Mann könnte sie in Bett behandeln. Sie hat Freude aus Zerquetschenmännern und Frauen mit ihrer sexuellen Fähigkeit und Kraft genommen. Niemand könnte sie behandeln. Sie vorbereiten alle eigenes Deutschland und bewegten auf zu anderen Ländern. Sie hat in einem cheesy Karikatur Akzent gesprochen. Sie beherrscht gern Leute und war ein wenig verrücktes. Einige...
Have you even heard of this phenomenon??? I sure hadn't, until last week, when my son Eric and daughter Bev told me about it, but, apparently, it's a growing activity in our high schools, both senior and junior.The word Semenal is based on "urinal." Now, gentlemen, what do we do with urinals? Piss in them, natch. But, when you think about it, we mostly piss ON their porcelain interiors, don't we? Well, substitute a schoolgirl's face for that porcelain, and you've got the concept! As Derek...
Sitting at the foot of what was once the bed I shared with the love of my life, I sadly stared into a half empty closet. He was actually gone. The person who was by my side for eight beautiful years was out of my life for good. I should have been jumping for joy, I was finally free. Free of wondering where he was going at night, no longer would I cry myself to sleep knowing he was in the arms of another. Instead, all I wanted was to have him here with me. To crawl into his lap, lay my head...
Love StoriesHet was fris s'nachts afgelopen week. En daar hou ik van, in een koud bed stappen en dan je plekje lekker opwarmen.Ik was niet echt in the mood die avond en mijn vrouw wilde enkel even "warm worden" zei ze.Ze kroop in mijn arm en ging lekker tegen mij aan liggen, ik voelde haar tepel door het satijn van haar nachthemd en soms op die momenten is je lichaam het niet eens met je geest. Het bloed stroomde waar het gaan kon.En zonder enige bewuste gedachte ging er een rilling door mijn heen, ze...
Fünfter Brief:So stand ich nun brutal angeschirrt und getrenst im schattigen Hof des Landsitzes.Mein Trainer, - er hieß Abdul -, bestieg das Sulky, was ich am Wippen der Holme spürte. Abdul schnalzte zweimal mit der Zunge. Ich zog an und wunderte mich, wie leicht zu ziehen solch ein Sulky auf ebenem, glatten Boden eigentlich ist. Doch diesen Glauben hatte ich nur für die ersten 500 Meter! Als dann der Boden unter mir immer sandiger wurde, kam mir das Sulky von Minute zu Minute immer schwerer,...
Quintus Serverus was grunting and sweating profusely. He was straining under immense self imposed pressure. A Roman orgy was meant to be pleasure defined. The reason why the barbarian hordes wanted to be in, rather than outside the Empire. Still five butt holes to go was a demanding task. His cohort of slave girls and boys and his reputation as a party stayer on the line. Country villas were luxurious; but by Jupiter, a whole weekend of sex, hopefully there were some gladiators and captives to...
Dritter Brief:Lieber Siegfried,Im letzten Brief berichtete ich Dir von meinem „Gang an Deck“ des Seelenverkäufers. Noch immer hatte ich keinen meiner Bewacher zu Gesicht bekommen.Für den „Ausgang an Deck“ erhielt ich statt der Kapuze eine dichte Augenbinde, damit ich zwar freier atmen konnte als unter der dicken Kopfhaube, meine „Betreuer“ aber trotzdem nicht sehen konnte.Meine Fußfesseln wurden entfernt, wogegen meine Hände an die Holme eines Geräts angekettet wurden, das mich an einen Barren...
Nach geraumer Zeit habe ich mich entschlossen, doch wieder mal eine Story zu posten. Achtung, ziemlich hart, nicht für zarte Gemüter!Roman von MasostudRoman , © 1991 by Masostud bis -----------------------Menschenraub in ArabienGay, M/mm, S&M, Pony-Play, Slavery, breeding, interracialSadomasochistisch-perverse Sklaverei im 20. JahrhundertPrivatdruckVorwort:Jedes Jahr verschwinden in Deutschland an die zehntausend Personen beiderlei Geschlechts; auf das Vereinte Europa gerechnet sind es mehr...
Ik zal me even voorstellen Dick is mijn naam ik ben 24 en getrouwd met Gonny en Surinaamse van ook 24. We wonen in bij mijn schoonmoeder, want die is ook alleen, haar man had zoveel buitenvrouwen, dat ze hem er uit geflikkerd heeft. Om de kosten wat te drukken, wonen we nu bij haar of zij bij ons. Mij schoon ma, is 59 jaar en vrij dik met een echte Surinaamse derriëre. Gonny is voor haar werk vaak een paar dagen weg en dan ben ik met Nanda alleen thuis. En dan verwend ze me extra met lekkere...
My cousin and I were born in 68/69 respectively. We started experimenting during the summer of 77. This experimenting led to many firsts for both of us and the ability to please others and know what we wanted sexually for ourselves. It all started out slowly while taking baths and showers together that summer. We started by watching each other masturbate and then eventually joining in with each other for mutual masturbation. I remember the first time my cousins hand rapped around my hard...
Well, baby, now it’s my turn to tell you what happened not so long ago. You know, I had to return the pants to the big department store in Makati and decided to stay there a couple nights. I had some problem with doing it and talked to a supervisor. She was taller than you (maybe 5’6”), slender with nice figure, about early 30’s, lovely eyes, full lips (made for cocksucking I thought) with very red lipstick, and dark skin. Her name was Reslie. We finished the exchange and had a...
So I tried several times to write some PH stories. I'd start, then I would have another idea, then start to write another one.Finally I'm close to finishing one.So first of all, this is fiction. But partly based on my real life experiences. For those asking just why not write real life stories - it's the same as movies. Do you really enjoy more by watching reality tv or going to see a good fiction at the cinema? Here I can also have (I hope at least ) some kind of narrative. Why write? Those...
Two weeks after my idyllic affair with Alfonso took off, we were steadily meeting in secret as expected. That first weekend, his wife had to visit her sister, who lived in the main island, so we had all that time to ourselves. We spent those couple of days fishing, cooking, drinking and having deep conversations; between, of course, very intense intimate sessions.After that weekend, depending on the situation and availability, we would meet at the project's office, my hotel room, or would drive...
I was totally drained after a stranger pushed me to new sexual horizons. It was a good thing that my mid-twenties body could assimilate such abuse. Yes, it was a rough lesson, but after he was done with me and left my room, even though I ended up quite battered, once in bed, I slept soundly through the night until the following day. The next morning, I attempted to get off bed to go to work, but my body was a bit achy. My rectum was really sore. Eventually, by mid-morning, I slowly managed...
A story written by a good friend: One fine dayI was sitting there reading the message board on my favorite pantyhose fetish site when I first saw a post for “Enchantments” brand pantyhose. It was a new brand that was supposed to be extremely high quality. I went to the linked URL to check out this new brand. As a pantyhose (encasement) fetishist, I’m always looking to try new nylon things. The new brand was offering a “couples’ variety pack.” I ordered it, with my girlfriend in mind. She’s a...
This is my first story and it is made up. Hope you like it.Before I moved, I got to know my neighbor well. Him and I went to the same high school and we were not far apart in age. Both of us were seniors in high school and both eighteen years of age.Near the end of the semester, when my friend turned eighteen, his parents purchased a paintball gun as a birthday present. He was happy to finally be eighteen and he admired his present so much so that he wanted to show it to me right away. The...
Hi this is Raj Patel from Ahmedabad. I am regular reader of all this story & I love to share my true Experience. I am working with call center in Ahmedabad as team leader & 23 yrs old with 5’9” height & 7” thick dick.This incident happen when I was 19 yrs old & studding in college. I am staying with my parents. My dad is having his own business & mother is house wife. We are staying in top floor of apartment & our apposite door only 1 lady is staying & she is 33...
SEATING IN SMALL XXX-SEX CINEMA SAW, ASTUTE escort SPECIALY SAUCY & SCINTILATING SEDUCTIVE SINNERS SEDUSED TO SWING WITH THIS SEDUCTIVE IN SEEMED STOCKINGS, HIGH HEELS IN SHOES SHORT SKIRTED SCARLET SANDWICH SO SIXTEEN SELECTED STUDENTS OF THE SAME SACRED SCHOOL SCINTILATINGLY SHARE SUCH SEXUAL SWINGING SLUT ASSAULTING SWISHY SPANISH SEÑORITA SOLDIER STUDYING SEVERAL SACRED SCRIPTS IN SOME SEVILLE SENIOR SCHOOL BUT IN THE CINEMA SINGNING SOUNDS OF STRONG SEXUAL SCREWING SOLICITS SOME...
It was 4:30 PM on another gorgeous, yet dull Tuesday afternoon in Culebra, the municipality island off the eastern coast of the Commonwealth of Puerto Rico.As usual, after a long day at the new water treatment plant construction site, the only way to end it was spending the last daylight hours lying back at Flamenco Beach. It was time for my daily soul therapy. I had been lodging at the secluded Flamenco Beach Hotel for the last week and a half. Like I had done since the day of my arrival, I...
[/video from Mumbai, I’m 21 years old with gud athelitic body and m six feet tall little handsome also. This is true incident which happen during my recent trip to Goa, in the month of May. I wanted to take a break after hectic months of work at office and I was bored to the teeth and I decided to make a trip to Goa on my own. Well I boarded the train (weekly train) to Goa from mumbai and arrived in Panjim. I was trying to save money and was looking out for some homestay that I could find. I...
Part 1 A year ago, I lost my job of 10 years. In the beginning, I was out looking for work everyday but as time went on, I lost my motivation. Eventually after no luck job hunting, I just gave up. My wife had a full time job and I was collecting unemployment which helped but we were still hurting financially. Instead of getting depressed, I found a new passion that took my mind off of our financial situation and the fact that getting a job was becoming a dream. That new passion was lifting...
Full permission is granted to reproduce this work, provided credit is given to the author. The following is an adult story. If you are not 18, you cannot read it. If you are offended by sexually oriented material, stop now. Any comments on this story would be appreciated, e-mail: [email protected] Mensroom Slut By SissySlutSue A few weeks after I had provided the entertainment for Bill and Jane's fetish group I was once again summoned over to their house. They had...
Misjudgment By Zedd I was at the Mall early Saturday trying to decide whether to blow what little allowance I had saved for the music CD or a new set of head phones, and checking out all the babes that frequent its air-conditioned tiled spaces, when I ran into a girl from school I knew. I saw her coming, passing right in front of the music store I had been heading to myself, and didn?t have time to duck and run. I knew she had it in for me, and I could tell she?d seen me...
Denouement - by Veronica Nym Answering the doorbell, Ellen opened the door to see two figures standing outside her house. One of them was a large man who stood there with a smirk on his face. The other, slightly smaller, person was dressed in fetish gear: Spike-heeled shoes, sheer stockings, a very short leather miniskirt, a tight leather corset, bracelets with small eyes for hooks, a thin collar with a gold leash (of which the large man was holding the end), all in black. Ellen...
Realignment By AlterEg0 A nerve impulse travels with the speed of thought from your eyes. That jolt of pain that is not pain when you are awoken by someone turning on all of the lights at once. Involuntarily you squint. Eyelids slamming shut as tears form at their corners. Only for a moment and then they begin to adjust. You don't know this room. "You have been chosen," says the voice. The voice is being altered says your mind. Lowered in pitch by some electronic device you...
Erziehungsma?nahmen einer Mutter Kapitel 1 Manche w?rden es als pervers beschreiben - andere w?rden mich jedoch f?r meinen Mut loben. Ich komme mit beiden Meinungen zurecht, wenngleich ich pers?nlich eher zwiesp?ltig dem gegen?berstehe, was ich getan habe. Alles begann damit, dass ich wieder am Rande eines Nervenzusammenbruches war. Christian, mein zw?lfj?hriger Sohn, brachte mich wie so oft in Rage. Sein penetranter Ungehorsam mir gegen?ber lie? mich an meinen Erzie...
Werewomen - Sensate By Beyogi Why did I come here? I should have known better... But when some friends, the last friends I still had would ask me to, what should I do? Now they were dancing with some more or less hot girls they picked up. I'd preferred them younger, but then I was damaged by hentais(Manga Porn, also known as eichi) anyway. There was an older woman I'd call hot, too, but there was no way that she'd even talk to a dweeb like me. She probably thought I was creepy or...
Chapter 1 The first time Heather told me about the getaway I thought it was nothing more than a joke. We had just finished dinner and had started to rinse the dishes. This was always the time when our conversations became the most interesting. With the day nearly finished, it left only bed to discuss and always conjured topics of romance and eroticism; one of the many reasons I loved being in a relationship with Heather. Heather reached for a stack of papers sitting on the counter...
I was shopping at Sears the other day, customers were rather sparse, I decided to check out the men's room, as luck would have it there was a well dressed middle aged gentleman standing at the urinal. There were four urinals, now most men in this situation will take the urinal as far from the man already there as possible, unless of course he's trolling for cock. I stepped up to the urinal next to him and fished my cock out, as I did I looked over at my neighbor, he was draining a very nice...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: So this is...different. The format of the story is experimental for me, but since I envisioned this as though you're watching a documentary, it seemed kind of natural to write it sort of how a movie script would read. (Though I did take a few liberties with the traditional screenplay format.) If you like the format, good news! There's lots to enjoy. If you don't like it, good news! I'm probably never doing it again. (Even the epilogue, which I'll post separately, is...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, fair warning before you read this, since it's a LOT darker in tone than what's come so far. I wrote this while I was still writing the main story. Although the heart of the tale was about Tristan dealing with his bad decisions stemming from his desperate desire to be famous, Felicity provided the dark undercurrent running throughout the story that often drove the action. But unfortunately, the documentary format made her actions more detached, softening the hard...
I was back in my old neighborhood and totally in "straight" mode. The last thing I wanted my folks knowing was that their one and only likes to wear a dress every now and then. BAD IDEA! When I stopped by the Circle K for a few things I was even happier to be looking "normal." There she was, looking a little heavier since the last time we spoke. For Gail that was a good thing since she was just a pound over being considered anorexic in high school. She was quite a departure for me. Most...
My name is Menka. I want to share how my virginity was taken by my lover, my village goldsmith. It was an age of innocence and now I can share, as I have nothing to fear. I’m 23 now and pregnant with Bheema’s child. I turned into a woman after he fucked me and released the juices of my virginity. I want to share my day to day experience with you (the readers of iss). I’m a village girl and have studied English medium till standard 5. After that, my mother removed me from school and trained me...
By: Deepak19901990 This is Deepak from Mumbai, I’m 21 years old with gud athelitic body and m six feet tall little handsome also. This is true incident which happen during my recent trip to Goa, in the month of May. I wanted to take a break after hectic months of work at office and I was bored to the teeth and I decided to make a trip to Goa on my own. Well I boarded the train (weekly train) to Goa from mumbai and arrived in Panjim. I was trying to save money and was looking out for some...
Chapter 1 A blank screen, the bane of every creator. I just stared at it, not for the first time. Lately, it seemed like I just couldn't get past the beginning, to actually get to work. Perhaps it was because I'd been too successful, I'd actually worked out all my ideas, and now I was just as empty as the screen. It wasn't the first time I'd thought that, but it felt especially true today. It had to be the fact that it was Monday. I was always pessimistic on Mondays. "Still...
When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
Adwomen A Short Story By Maryanne Peters Siobhan and I had gone through a similar education for a career in advertising. We shared a modest apartment in the city. We were both young and ambitious, and short of money. The only real differences were that she was a woman, and I wasn't; and I had talent, and she didn't. So, imagine my private disgust when she got a prime job at the Garret Agency, and I was still only free-lancing. She got the job because she was what I was not. ...
Roman von MasostudRoman , ? 1991 by MasostudMenschenraub in ArabienSadomasochistisch-perverse Sklaverei im 20. JahrhundertPrivatdruckVorwort:Jedes Jahr verschwinden in Deutschland an die zehntausend Personen beiderlei Geschlechts; auf das Vereinte Europa gerechnet sind es mehr als f?nfzigtausend. Zwar tauchen knapp 90% der Vermissten ?ber kurz oder lang wieder auf, aber wo bleibt der Rest? Entweder werden sie tot aufgefunden, sind verungl?ckt oder durch Verbrechen zu Tode gekommen, ein Teil...
Punishment castration ? Her younger sister is kidnapped for two days, tortured and raped. Months pass but eventually older sister gets the chance to punish and have the revenge she longs for. ? 1.??? Two sisters ? I am six years older than Carmel. We were as close as you might expect for two girls with that sort of age difference. With me looking after her she got into more trouble than I did. As we got older we did our separate things but the bond stayed between us and in some ways was...
I lived in part of the house, the rest being occupied by father, my 37 year old Step mother and her sixteen year old daughter. My Grandparents had died 5 years ago and left over 5 million in trust for me when I reached 25 years old. My father who is 60 years old has power over my trust fund and as long as I 'Keep out of trouble' as he puts it for the next two years I'm set for life. I told my father I was taking a year or so out from University to experience 'life' and would return to finish my...
SpankingThis is a story written by myself and Element late one night... The wind blew hard that night, rain pelted down rough on the windows and walls. Thunder can be heard echoing through the valley as in a bedroom a blossoming young woman laid under her sheets deep in sleep. Underneath the sheets she wore a black teddy that fit snuggly to her body. The fireplace nearby kept her warm enough to wear just this. Lengthy blond hair hung out all over her consuming her pillow, she lay on her left side as...
LesbianIt really only took a couple hours to get back, so they got there early in the morning much to the delight of the townsfolk. All relieved to find out she’s still a virgin. Anika gets back to her house and goes about her regular day. Night comes around and Anika was getting ready for bed, what Kantar had told her earlier continued to play thru her mind; she was planning on pleasuring herself tonight, to the thought of him. They said no sex, but nothing about masturbation. So she gets herself in...
LesbianOn AMC TV there was a series ?Mad Men? that aired during the summer and fall of 2007. It was set in the spring to fall of 1960 and focused on an advertising firm located in midtown Manhattan. The series illustrated that the ?Fifties? sucked just as much as some of us recollected they did. But it also demonstrated that in a world that peddled things that were not actually real, nothing could be trusted to be what it seemed to be. MadAvAdMen describes an alternative universe where the...
INCREmental Sexual ViolencePage 1. Finally things appeared to be going well for me again. I'd had a real dry spell, almost three weeks, which was pretty well a record. I was tired of jerking off and wanted the real pussy again, but every potential kidnapping victim I'd stalked, and was ready to snatch, the plans had gone off track for various and sundry reasons and I was becoming pretty pissed. And when I got that way, I could be careless, and it wasn't carelessness that was...
Madison Avenue Advertising Men: PeggyAMC recently launched a new series, Mad Men focusing on a Madison Avenue advertising agency, beginning in April 1960. The series demonstrates that things that seem to be, seldom are. The satirical stories herein are set in an alternate universe where Dick Nixon eventually wins the election of 1960. They reveal that which I would like to see occurring in Mad Men. But I doubt that AMCTV will follow up on these suggestions.A Bridge and Tunnel Girl Does A...
Welcome the multidimensional breeder, here we gather countless versions of humanoid species of females that possess an extra variety of unique biology. Multiple female are captured from their respective universe for your various pleasure, monster girls as they would be identified. Here, you can view the breeding sequence as we make them bred with other males through various situations, or observe their behavior as we put them in numerous tests, either for your observation or entertainment. If...
*BEAP*BEAP*BEAP Your awaken to the annoying sound of your alarm and try too cover your ears by burying your head in your pillow but to no avail. So you get off the hotel bed too turn off the alarm and wonder why you had an alarm set. You turn your head too see if your girlfriend is still sleeping but you find her gone. Your too tired too think about what happened to your girlfriend so you just go to the bathroom to get yourself more awake. As you leave your welcomed too the sweet smell of bacon...
RomancePart One As the music played, I tried to make my legs do everything that was required of them, but I knew it was useless. I was nineteen, twenty in a couple of months, and I had only really taken up this course to keep my figure trim. The constant small details insisted on by my tutor were impossible for me to do. My heart wasn't really in it. Maybe if I'd had the little girl's dream of being a ballerina... But, I didn't. I had a good upbringing, if a bit loveless, and was rather...
Hanna Jurasek answered her telephone. "Hi Hanna. You busy at the moment?" "No, Karen, in fact I just sat down with a cup of coffee to read the paper, and then watch the "Price is Right." "What's up?" "This is very serious, Hanna. My daughter, Patty, has been moping around for the last couple of days. I finally got her to tell me what was going on. She was very embarrassed. You know how college girls are about telling their Mom anything. What I am about to tell you is something that...
Thanks to the knee doctor for editing assistance. I am a country boy. My name is Bill Carlson. I have an Associate Degree in Animal Husbandry, and all I ever wanted was to own my own feed store and raise a family. After finishing junior college, I married my high school sweetheart, Janice. We grew up together, and she was the only girl I ever imagined myself living with. She was a pretty, brunette, and had a nice body even after having two boys. I was proud to have her as my wife, and would...
The air circulates. Grasses, brown and arid in this semi-desert land, move with the breeze. Inside body armour it matters not a jot. Sweat trickles down your back, your chest ... irritatingly around your groin. So you wait. Stand as ordered, formed in a regulation square. And wait to hear what platitudes shall be offered. Crap, of course. Total crap. We were told that we would be holding the line. A very fresh faced young officer, doing the telling, still looking rumpled from the brief...
Corporal Jason Gray was completely fubar'ed. He tried to think of a time in his life when he'd been more comprehensibly fucked and nothing came close, not even when those bastard lawyers had gleefully picked through the carcass of his failed marriage. He lost his balance and stumbled forwards onto his knees. His captors giggled and yanked the chain binding his wrists together in front of him. Jason was dragged back to his feet. He wondered what had happened to the rest of the...
Back in those days I had considered myself to be a bit of a Don Juan, sowing my wild oats wherever I could. Well, anyone that lived through the later part of the sixties will remember what it was like back then. Free Love, they called it, the Pill had been invented, was becoming widely available and there was no HIV to worry about back then. Yes, there were other things you could pick up, but a couple of trips to the clinic normally sorted those out. Christ, if it had two legs and a skirt, you...
Part 1 The lure of earning very good money tempted me to apply to a small advertisement seeking a cook's assistant on a cattle station in outback Queensland. Hell, all my life I had assisted Mom around the kitchen so I figured I was qualified for any sort of cooking tasks. I rang the number and a young sounding guy invited me for an interview that afternoon. I dressed for the occasion; mini skirt and low cut top so my little boobs could display themselves. If you are being interviewed by a...
Charlie, the afternoon waiter at Friendly's smiled as the saw the group enter. Yep, it was Monday, the day these women always came in to spend a few hours. It was some kind of club he knew, although no business ever seemed to be transacted. Instead the women ordered Margaritas and told each other hilarious stories. Charlie could never really hear what was said, but from snippets and body language, it was clear they were telling each other about sleeping with men, maybe younger men, maybe...
"Mark! I'm over here!" I waved my hands wildly, trying to get my husband's attention. It was useless though; he couldn't hear me over the noise of the crowd and he hadn't noticed our booth when he walked past. "Hey, lady. Can we get some pies here or not?" A sweaty, overweight man stood beside three sweaty, underweight kids. Each child clutched a dollar bill in their dirty little fists. I took a last look at Mark's back, disappearing behind the Ferris Wheel. Oh, well, he'd keep...
I first met the two Vietnamese brothers, Ngo and Niem, when my husband and I stopped in their nursery for some shrubs. They were both in their early twenties, and told us they migrated from the city of Hanoi in Vietnam. Geography not being my best subject, I asked where that was exactly, and Niem said it was in the northern region of Vietnam. I read about the Vietnam war as a girl in school, so I asked them if they remembered anything about it. Ngo said they were both born after the war, but...
September 6, 1973 Geography isn’t usually much of an element to a story, except when it is a critical element to the story. A tale that takes place in the Grand Canyon or on Mount Everest is going to owe a lot to geography. That’s not true when the locale is an upper middle class suburban subdivision which is basically laid out in a north-south, east-west grid with regular spacing between streets and houses. The only role the geography has to play is one of scale. Benny lived in a...
October 6, 1973 Sitting back in the webbed folding patio chair, Tim finished counting out the money they had collected for the day. It was a substantial stack of bills along with a small pile of change. The gross was a lot better than they had hoped. They had painted numbers on the curbs in front of seventy-six houses. It was their best Saturday, yet. “Two hundred and twenty eight dollars!” “That’s good,” Benny said, and swept the coins off the table and into his hand. He dropped the coins...
October 24, 1973 Tim and Benny had never worked on a van before. The majority of Benny’s car repair experience had been on Volkswagen Beetles. Tim had a wider range of experience, but it was on Volkswagens and regular cars. Although the basic principles of all automobiles are essentially the same, there were several major differences between a van and a Beetle. The first was that the German car was built using the metric system while the Chevrolet used inches. It might sound stupid, but...
October 27, 1973 It was nearing noon on a Saturday morning and Benny was walking eastbound towards the intersection at which he would turn right to head southwards towards home. He was returning from school after having just finished taking the PSAT. Although he knew that what was going to happen in a few minutes would be important, he was more worried about his score on the test. It hadn’t been that difficult, but it had been a real struggle concentrating enough to get each section finished...
November 11, 1973 After backing the van out of the garage, Benny turned the key off and listened to the engine die. He was afraid that it might diesel or backfire. Outside of a bad muffler and exhaust pipe, the van was running like a Swiss watch. Even his father had been impressed on hearing the van running. “All we need is a muffler.” “Skip agreed to fix it. All we have to do is get it there,” Tim said continuing a conversation that had begun well before Benny had started the van. Tim had...
January 14, 1974 Mrs. Parnell watched the two boys who were hard at work. She was having second thoughts, wondering if she had made a good decision to hire them to clean the office building she owned. They were so young, but they had come across very professionally in selling the idea of contracting their cleaning service. Their professionalism aside, she had been more tempted by the chance to get the cleaning of the common area off her shoulders. The price they had quoted her was...
May 24, 1974 Tim and Benny had been cleaning the two office buildings for five months less eleven days. They had been paid $2,400 so far with another $600 coming in a few days. They had over $800 of that money sitting in the war fund. They had spent some money on paying for insurance, gasoline, cleaning supplies, and a second vacuum cleaner. They had used $600 of that money to buy a 1962 F-150 pickup truck and to completely rebuild it. For most days, the truck remained parked in front of...
August 8, 1974 It was a Thursday and the weather was reasonable. It had started out at 70 degrees at 8:00 when they started mowing lawns and hit 81 when they finished shortly before noon. The weatherman said it would reach 90 in the afternoon, but they’d be done with all of their outdoor activities by then. The worst they would suffer was to drive around in the van which lacked an air conditioner. They had just finished showering and changing out of their yard work clothes. They ate a quick...
September 3, 1974 With the start of a new school year, Tim and Benny were now driving different vehicles to school. Tim was driving the truck and Benny was driving the van. Sometimes they traded off vehicles for situations when one had a need that was better supported by the other vehicle. With school starting, they couldn’t mow lawns first thing in the morning. Getting out at 3:30, they could only get three lawns mowed before 5:00 when they needed to start cleaning the first office. With...
November 24, 1974 It was Sunday afternoon. The day outside was in the high 40s, the sky was clear and the wind was blowing at a nearly constant 20 mph. Taking into account the wind chill, it felt like the mid-30s, it was a good day to stay inside. Tim and Benny were taking it easy at Benny’s house. Now that the weather had turned decidedly colder, they were done with mowing lawns and painting curbs. Their work week now consisted of cleaning office buildings. The good news for them was that...
December 13, 1974 Sandra Miller and Cathy Peterson glared at Tim when he sat down at the lunch table across from them. He had just walked over and sat down without any kind of invitation. Cathy said, “Go away.” “No. I have a proposition for the two of you.” “We’re not interested.” “Yes, you are.” “Are you stupid or something?” “No. In a couple of weeks we will be entering the Christmas holidays. That’s normally a reason to celebrate, particularly since we’ll be out of school for almost...
May 10, 1975 The day was perfect for painting curbs. The temperature the previous night had never gotten below 54 degrees. It was overcast, but there was no rain predicted for the day. The temperature climbed into the seventies around three in the afternoon. It was the first Saturday of the year where they could paint curbs. Sure, there were a lot of days in the middle of the week where they could have painted, but they only worked the curb painting business on Saturdays when homeowners were...
May 24, 1975 Trust is an interesting thing. If you have it, it’s easy to lose. If you don’t have it, it’s nearly impossible to gain. Some people just can’t trust others no matter what. Others shouldn’t be trusted no matter how nicely they smile. When Suzie was five, she broke the cookie jar. Still holding the cookie in her hand, she solemnly swore that she was nowhere near the cookie jar when it mysteriously fell off the counter. Sam tossed a ball through the window when he was seven. He...
May 27, 1975 There was a bit of a chill in the air that morning. The four young people were all wearing jackets to keep warm. The mayor was going along organizing the participants in the parade. They had the fire department with their fire truck, the EMT squad with their new ambulance, and the police department riding front and back. Sandwiched in there were the scouts, cub and boy scouts and brownie and girl scouts. The high school band was there despite the fact that school had ended the...
June 18, 1975 Gladys Parker was born in 1903. At 72, her eyesight was failing, her hands trembled, and she wasn’t as spry as she had once been. She lived alone, but it was getting harder to maintain her independence. Her children had taken away her driver’s license because her eyesight wasn’t good enough. Even she had to admit that she didn’t feel comfortable behind the wheel of a car and had known it was time to stop driving. Her children were pressuring her to sell the house and move into...
August 18, 1975 June, July, and the first half of August had passed with glacial slowness. The weekdays were filled with work, starting early in the morning and lasting until late at night. Yet the money kept growing, slowly but surely. They now had five crews with each crew mowing lawns at four lawns a day and five days a week. Their profit on a lawn was three dollars so they were bringing in $300 a week net. The season would last about 20 weeks and bring in $6,000 in profit. Most of their...
August 22, 1975 During the summer, Fridays were usually the worst day of the week for Tim and Benny, particularly on Fridays before a Saturday which the weatherman had said would be nice. Fridays were already a little stressful because it came at the end of the week after everyone had been working. Then the morning was spent mowing lawns in the heat. After they finished the lawn, it was payday for the mowing crews and paying people actually took a lot of time. The afternoons were spent going...
August 25, 1975 Benny sat up in his bed and then turned so that his legs hung off the side. It was Monday and it was going to be a very busy day. It was the kind of day that was the most difficult for him. He was going to have to be around a lot of people, and they were going to ask questions. He could handle any question they could put to him, but they weren’t going to give him time to think about the most accurate answer. He was always ill at ease in those situations. He pulled off his...
September 5, 1975 It was 9:30 at night and they had just finished cleaning the office buildings. They’d had to let their regular crews leave at their normal time, which had dumped all of the work on the backs of Benny, Tim, Cathy, Sandra, and Terry. They were tired and hungry. They were at a chain restaurant waiting for an overworked waitress to show up and take their orders. Benny and Tim had to admit defeat. There were too many lawns to mow and not enough time or people to mow them. They...
September 14, 1975 “Where’s Benny?” “He’s around,” Tim answered. Cathy was genuinely concerned about Benny. She wondered if his absence had anything to do with the sudden sale of the lawn mowing company. She was convinced that Tim and Benny had a fight, and that Benny had left. “You keep saying that.” “He wanted alone time. I’m giving it to him,” Tim said. “I need to know what happened to him.” Tim replied, “You and Sandra wanted alone time, I gave it to you. Benny wanted alone time, I...
November 16, 1975 Sean McCray stood in the middle of the living room surveying the chaos of the place. He was 62 years old and hoping to retire. His parents had passed away four years ago with nothing in their estate except for this old house. He and his sister had inherited the place, but that wasn’t saying much. His father had never updated anything in the house since he bought it. The house was a white elephant. No one wanted to buy it as it currently stood, and it would cost more money...
November 28, 1975 “I’m going to have to fail your wiring.” “You are?” Tim did not sound at all upset. “Yes.” “Why?” “I’ve never seen such a bad job. It looks like a bumbling amateur did the work.” Because the laws had changed in 1974, the older simple two prong receptacle was no longer allowed to be installed in houses. New outlets were required to use the three prong grounded receptacle. While they had not been required to upgrade the outlets, the old wire motivated them to upgrade...
February 9, 1976 “I had a deal with Principal Haley.” Principal Atkinson said, “Mr. Haley isn’t here anymore. I’m his replacement, and I’m in charge now. You don’t have a deal with me.” “I had a deal with the institution of the school. Principal Haley was its representative. You can’t change a deal between the institution and me.” “Now I represent the institution, and the deal is null and void.” “Why can’t we keep things as they were?” “Benny, I find your absences from classes to be...
February 14, 1976 Valentine’s Day is the one day of the year in which couples in love are expected to demonstrate their attraction in some romantic manner. For many, the demonstration should be in a public forum where others can see the expression of romantic love, at least as much demonstration of it which can be performed in public. Flowers, chocolates, and dinner out are classics only because so many lovers choose to do it that way. Or course, that inflates the price of it all. Earnest...
June 1, 1976 The school year was over, the temperature was comfortable, the wind wasn’t blowing hard, and it was dry. This was the first day that they could begin scraping the exterior of the lead house. Until then, the weekends had been too cold to work outside, or too windy for scraping, or both. Since they could only work on the weekends during the school year, they knew it would have taken more than a month to remove the lead paint. Now that school was over and the weather was nice, they...
June 23, 1976 Some car models have an appeal that is universal. From the first day they were rolled off the assembly line, to the day the last one remains in existence, there are some cars that are special. One of those cars was the Chevrolet Standard Phaeton. As soon as Tim saw it, he fell in love with it. It was in sad shape, but Tim had to have it. “I have no idea how we’re going to get it out of here,” Benny said in disgust. There was a tree growing through the engine compartment. It...
July 21, 1976 Sean McCray sat at the table next to Tim. He was still feeling a little stung by the dressing down he had gotten from Benny and tended to keep his distance from him. Yet, he had to admit that the kids had delivered more than what they had contracted to pay him and his sister. After paying the commission to the real estate company, he was personally getting $6,911 out of the sale. This was more than he had expected after learning about the real condition of the house. The...
August 17, 1976 It was nearing noon and the temperature had just hit 91. Benny had been walking around the property since 10:00 and he was nearly dead from the heat. He headed back towards the house, wanting to cool off in the air conditioning. He spotted another plant and stopped to hit it with a couple blasts of weed killer, known as Agent White, which the State Police had provided him. He continued on his way to the house. Reaching the back door, he put down the canister next to the door...
September 16, 1976 Cathy stared at the check for $6,893.33, unable to believe that she was actually holding that much money. The house had sold for $44,000 and that was her share of the sale. Sandra had a check for the same amount. Neither one could believe it. They each had another check for $163.23 which was what was left in the account which had held the money to fix up the house. Benny said, “You’re going to get hit with capital gains, but it shouldn’t be that bad. You’ll need to...
November 14, 1976 Cathy placed the plate with the pot roast on the table with pride. It was a crock pot recipe with celery, potatoes, carrots, and onions cooked with it. Mrs. Parker had given her the recipe and watched her prepare it. The dish looked great and she hoped that it would taste great as well. She took a seat at the table next to Benny and across from Sandra. Mrs. Parker was seated at the head of the table with Benny and Tim to her sides. It was a simple gathering of friends for...
November 17, 1976 Tim and Benny assisted Sandra and Cathy in removing their heavy winter coats. The two young ladies sought out Gladys’ family having been invited to sit with the family. The young men carried the coats to the coat rack that was off to the side of the entryway into the funeral parlor. They hung the ladies’ coats and then removed their own. It was a little awkward since they were wearing their winter coats over their suit coats. The temperature outside was a chilly 36 degrees...
December 31, 1976 The temperature outside was bitterly cold. At 4:00 in the afternoon, it had hit a high of 23 degrees. With the gas heater, the temperature in the outbuilding where they were sitting was in the low 50s. They were looking at the 1935 Chevrolet Standard Phaeton admiring the paint job they had just spent $900 on. That was a huge amount of money to spend on a paint job at the time, but it was worth every penny. Benny said, “Mohair seat covers.” “I thought they made sweaters...
July 20, 1977 Benny graduated and, as a result of his parent’s demand, he walked the stage and received a roll of paper that was supposed to represent the diploma. Tim told him that he had walked the first time through, but he didn’t remember it. It was highly unlikely he would remember this time, either. He had spent the walk mostly staring off into space thinking about things. After the ceremony, he went to the office and picked up the actual diploma. With the high school diploma, and his...
July 22 1977 After one day of taking Darvon, Tim swore he’d never take another one. It wasn’t because it made him nauseous or ill. It was just that the light headed detached feeling it produced reminded him of each time they increased his pain killers while he was dying of cancer. For a day or two, he’d feel the drugs, but then the pain would return, and remind him again that he was dying. That was a memory that he’d rather not recall. At the moment, he was carefully painting the trim...
August 17, 1977 It was at 11:14 on this surprisingly cool Tuesday morning when Benny finally received the certificate of occupancy for the house, and he was legally free to move into it. He looked at the slip of paper and put it on the kitchen counter. With a wad of bills in his pocket that was large enough to choke a horse, he and Cathy got into the van and headed to the largest department store in the area: Wal-Mart. Sandra and Tim followed in the truck with Sandra driving. They parked the...