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More Family SecretsCast of Characters

In reaction to several complaints that there were too many family members to keep track of, I've decided to incorporate this linear family tree that defines them in relation to the protagonist, and to each other in a more limited way. I will do this for the sequels as well, but each time I will limit myself to the relatives that are mentioned or actually appear in that specific story. As more information becomes available, more specifics will be mentioned, and the cast page will be updated...

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More Family SecretsChapter 6

Dave had followed Veronica's suggestion, and Michelle looked both shattered and satisfied as she and his mother drove off to pick Frank and Erica up before continuing on to Edmonton. And while Dave hadn't managed to repeat the electrical discharge, the pleasure it had given Michelle must have broken down her orgasm threshold. She came a dozen more times in a little over an hour, before he finally busted a nut for the second time and dozed off to dreamland while spooning with her. Even...

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More Family SecretsChapter 7

The last few camping trip days flew by amidst a flurry of activities, before the Adams family drove back to Edmonton with Bryan and Dahlia in tow. After checking Frank's condition, it was decided that he couldn't be subjected to a long road trip just yet, since Michelle had deemed the four and a half hours to Edmonton very taxing on him. So Frank would be staying at Bryan and Michelle's for another two to three weeks, after which he would be put on a plane to Winnipeg. The rest of the...

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More Than a MotherChapter 5

Early the next morning, Joyce awoke to the voices of her children. She stretched in her bed, then sat up, yawning. A smile was on her face as she felt the tingle in her asshole. Slipping her legs from the bed she stood up and went into the shower. She scrubbed herself clean, a daily ritual she never failed to do. After brushing her dark hair, she pulled her robe on and started toward the kitchen. It was almost ten o'clock. She seldom slept that late, but after all the fucking getting, it was...

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More Than a MotherChapter 10

While they waited for David and Mike, Joyce fixed a light dinner for them. She prepared sandwiches and more lemonade. The house was comfortably cool because of the air-conditioner. She was very excited, thinking how wonderful things were turning out for her. When she carried the platter of sandwiches and frosted pitcher of lemonade into the living room, she saw that her son was sitting next to Sandra, his hand under her dress, feeling her little cunt. She smiled at them, sitting the food and...

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More Than A Stretch Chapter 3

My name is Steve McCall, and I grew up in western Massachusetts. At the age of 10, I discovered electronics and tinkering - I joined the radio club in High school. I thought I was going to learn Morse code and get a ham ticket, but soon decided that working with Radio Frequency stuff was not my thing. I did build a radio receiver and my own high fidelity amplifier, and in the process discovered that I loved classical music. My father, my brothers, and I would occasionally go for hikes in one...

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More Than A Stretch Chapter 5

After studying the 1604 manuals for a while, and checking out a few journal articles, I became more convinced than ever that the analytic approach to the weapons systems analysis problem was not the right way to go. I wanted to use a Monte Carlo technique (which involves repeated use of random numbers and probabilities in a simulation model) and was convinced that it would be far more effective. I set up a meeting with Dr. Edwards to discuss the project. I started out by saying, "I think...

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More Than A Stretch Chapter 19

I left Steve's room for the last time, at least for this visit, and drove in to work. I was only about twenty minutes late. Fortunately, nobody noticed. I was on top of the world, so in love with my dear Steve and I felt ready to conquer the world! I went into my office and started to review the work I'd done on the test plan during the past week. I was interrupted when Paul called me to his office. He said, "Pierre is coming in tonight, and will be here tomorrow. Also, Aaron Wood, who was...

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More Than A Stretch Chapter 20

I guess that because of my frame of mind, I was short-tempered about the errors, and insisted that they be quickly corrected before the process could continue. While the corrections were made, I'm sure that I didn't win any friends with my attitude. Finally, the test began. It started out well, and we were able to find and write up several problems with the interconnection logic between Reaper and Stretch. Fortunately, we had a maintenance console for Reaper, which allowed us to see the...

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More Than A Stretch Chapter 30

We woke up earlier than usual. I was eager to get back to the machine and try my new test cases. We had a quick breakfast, and Sandy said, "I need to stop by my office for a few minutes. While I'm there, I'll see if I can catch Paul and give him an update". "I think I'd like to go directly to the test cell and start punching these programs. You won't be long, will you?" "No, I'll be there by the time Miguel and Aaron get in". I went to the test cell and, my notes in hand,...

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More Exciting Than Economics

I was halfway through my macroeconomics class when I got the itch. It was not an itch that good Chinese girls like me were supposed to get, that tingling in my pussy as I felt it moisten. Shifting my weight, I crossed my legs and tried to type more notes on aggregate supply and demand. My fingers nervously pecked at the keys, desperately wanting to access the internet and head to my favorite sites. I was sitting in the back; no one would see or care if my fingers happened to brush my... cunt....

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More Than Just A Job Book IChapter 8

As the elevator rose to Mr. Carmichael's floor, Sandy was a bit troubled. Is he going to be a handful today? Today is our full day together, I just hopes he keeps his hands to himself. Sandy wore the black chiffon mini-dress and black four-inch spike heels. She reached Mr. Carmichael's door, took a deep breath and knocked. She heard a man say 'Come in', but it didn't sound like Theo. Sandy went in and saw the back of a man in a suit coat. She was about to apologize for being in the...

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More Love to ComeChapter 3

Dinner was over. Mike Kramer got up from the table as his wife, Lisa, began clearing off the dishes. The news would be on in a few minutes, and Mike never missed a minute of the evening news. It was all part of being a cop, he told himself, keeping up with what was going on, not only in Los Angeles, but in the rest of the world as well: a good cop kept himself informed, current. Mike Kramer prided himself on being a good cop. As Mike sat down to watch the news, Lisa passed through the living...

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More than Friends

My best friend Diana and I moved into an apartment downtown after we graduated from college. We had both gotten good jobs so we were able to get a unit in the 14th floor of a killer high rise with wall to wall windows. The problem was that the only unit they had left was a one bedroom. we decided that would be ok because Diana had a queen size bed that was big enough for both of us. For the first few weeks everything was normal between us and we both loved being out on our own. As the weeks...

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More to Life

‘Name?’ ‘Miko Kubo.’ ‘Age?’ ‘Twenty-three.’ ‘Nationality?’ ‘American.’ ‘What is the purpose of your trip?’ ‘Pleasure,’ I replied as I removed the neon green Billabong cap for the photograph. The rest of my tour group preceded me or followed close behind, chattering excitedly amongst themselves. I also had a stuffed Bugs Bunny in my carryon luggage, just in case there was a random customs inspection. Doesn’t everyone carry a bunny in their luggage? The inspector at Almeria International...

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