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Overgrown Sexually Rural Boys

Overgrown Sexually, Rural BoysBy: Londebaaz ChohanBy now, Mr. Jack Shultz was almost huffing and panting for his breath. He stopped and shouted, “Drop your jeans. I shall make you regret for this”. There was hardly any hesitation and Ralph quickly stood up, unbuttoned his jeans, pulled his zipper and slid it down his hips, leaning back over the desk but not before giving a menacing look to the teacher and asking him to hit hard as he could on the naked ass”.This made Mr. Jack Schultz go crazy....

Danish Man married a Rural Bangladeshi Woman

I am Dan and 55 years old. I am Danish and married a rural Bangladeshi woman in her 40s. I live in Jessore with my wife in a village. She speaks a little bit of English which I taught her and now she can communicate with me a little. She is of dark brown complexion, wears colorful bright saris and I enjoy watching her, take pictures and film her. We have sex pretty much every night. She has a beautiful face and a curvy body. I cum on her face every day and eat her anus when we have sex. She...

Sex With Young Intern In Rural India

Hi, this is Sam again ..frankly I am enjoying so much narrating all these stories that I have another one for you. This is as recently as yesterday. And thanks to ISS for publishing my sex story – all are real and not fantasies. You can always get in touch with me on for any reason – exchange of ideas, friendship or hook up – girls/women only to hook with no strings attached. I am open to all ideas – I travel quite a bit and you never know – it’s a small world! This is incidence just happened...

The Rural Therapy Centre

“Good morning, The Rural Therapy Centre, Trisha speaking, how can I help you?” The lady taking the call was a mature, well-built person, the sort normally described as a BBW, or big beautiful woman. She was dressed in a knee-length black skirt and a crisp white blouse that struggled to contain her large, well-shaped breasts.“I'm not sure, maybe you can. I have a problem... no, I shouldn't have called, forget it, sorry to have bothered you!” The male voice sounded cultured and mature but...

The Perilous Adventures of Isabel and Moira

THE PERILOUS ADVENTURES OF ISABEL AND MOIRA By Sailor 861 Isabel Metcalfe's nipples and pussy were still singing their sexy songs whenshe and husband Peter arrived home from their bondage weekend at Hotel Balmoral,near Cape Wrath, Scotland, with best friends Moira and Graham MacPeak thatsummer in 1975. Married just 1½ months, Isabel's sex life had takenstellar leaps forward in quality, duration and frequency since she arrivedhome in early June with her ankles chained following an alien...

Long way home

The young woman struggled in her captor’s huge arms as he carried her along, letting off muffled sobs and shrieks which only grew more hysterical as she felt a sharp blow to her head, inflicted by the wiry man walking beside them. She was hit repeatedly, but it wasn’t until she felt a blade pressed against her throat that she was cowed into silence. “You’ll keep that mouth shut if you know what’s good for you,” the wiry man whispered threateningly into her ear, with a wary glance into the...

Abby s Kisses

Up to this point in my adult life, my whereabouts was orchestrated by my occupation. My vocation has been as a geologist. For the last sixteen years, my job had me prospecting in the wilds of Alaska and the Yukon Territories in Canada. During my tenure, I was responsible for two notable claims; both are being developed. The diamond drilling has confirmed my findings, resulting in shafts being constructed. When both developments offered shares for purchase, I went with my gut feeling and...

Maggie and Greg

Even in this day and age there are rural counties whose claim to fame is that they don’t do much of anything. Life moves at a snails pace because there are no factories, no corporate office buildings, no tourist attractions, just a string of almost empty downtown areas, one after another. There are dozens of crossroads, with the remnants of a different time all over those rural counties. Some of the counties are so poor and so wild they offer the perfect places to operate illegal businesses as...

The Courier Ch 21

Chapter 21 — A day of reckoning Prime Minister Vladim Dukov did not have much time to contemplate the fate of the Royal Family. His cell phone went off while he was still in the throne room talking to the Priestess. When he checked the number he realized it was a call from an agent working for the Danubian Secret Police. The agent reported that eight foreigners suddenly had checked out the historic Water View Suites, Danube City’s only 5-star hotel. They had rushed to load their suitcases and...

Crazy Humpy Mouth Days

Being born in a rural area with little excitement might have had a lot to do with my friends and I being entertained with things that others might find trivial and other things that might seem odd.Swinging on an aged willow branch over a stagnant pool of water was one our favorites because we all hoped that the next one to give it a try would have the branch break and they would plummet face first into the stagnant water. That only happened one time when I was at the willow tree and the victim...

Maggie and Greg

Even in this day and age there are rural counties whose claim to fame is that they don't do much of anything. Life moves at a snails pace because there are no factories, no corporate office buildings, no tourist attractions, just a string of almost empty downtown areas, one after another. There are dozens of crossroads, with the remnants of a different time all over those rural counties. Some of the counties are so poor and so wild they offer the perfect places to operate illegal businesses as...

Astoria Park

While this story begins in the present, it is set largely in the mid 19th century. It is set in Sydney and rural New South Wales during the reign of Queen Victoria where sex was, for men not much more than a release of sperm inside a woman, and for women, they were encouraged to ‘lay back and think of England’, sex was seldom a joy for them. Under the ‘Chattel Laws’ they were expected to be totally submissive. That there were exceptions to this is obvious, but these were not spoken of in public...

My 54 y old japanese mature widow partners sex add

this is the story and details about my japanese woman partner. this is a true story . hope you will enjoy it like i enjoy it seriously. and i will add or change more details and incidents about her when i disclose them and will publish more photos about her what i like to share with you.I am 43 and originally from sri lanka who lives in japan and sri lanka time to time. my woman sex partner is a japanese. she is a 54 y old [ in 2019 ] 3 times devorced and 1 time husband died [ overall 4 times...

Groundhog Day

Authors note: This is based upon the short story "Gifted and Talented" by Ozhojabbe. In music there is something called Theme and Variate. This story is similar, there is a basic theme (the original story) and then variations upon that theme. In general unless it is impossible the same four characters are used. This is a different story than any I have written before. I hope you like it. Please comment...even if you have problems with it. But I have reordered the chapters (I...

Just What We Wanted

Just what we wanted. By Trish Born on a secluded hill farm in East Cumbria I did not realise I felt different to everyone else until I started school and being different scared me. Today with the increased awareness of LGBTQ people I now understand I am not the total wacko I believed, but as a little kid from a Cumbrian hill farm in the early two thousands I had no way of knowing that. Having being born into exactly the same kind hill farming family as all my school mates I should...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 10 BridgetChapter 28 A Fun Fantasy

October 26, 1996, Rutherford, Ohio I chuckled, “If you’re serious, you know where to find me.” She smiled and I couldn’t tell what she was thinking. I highly doubted she was serious, but then again, as Kara said, stranger things had been known to happen to me. Not to mention the STD test requirement, but I’d had a nearly perfect string with that recently. It had been much more of an issue in the late 80s and early 90s because people weren’t regularly getting tested. It was far more common...

My Mother Had To Make Me Cum

My mother had me when she was very young. My mother was and is a very beautiful and sexy woman. She did some underwear- and swimsuit-modeling. My mother looked like and dressed like (usually more scantily clad) Daisy Duke from the old Dukes of Hazzard TV show. I am not ashamed to say that it was sometimes very pleasurable to notice my mother as a woman. We lived in a very rural section of the state I grew up in. In fact, our road would often get washed out or flooded so we had to be pretty...

The Permissive Purity of Father Fontane 3

. It was Sunday morning and Father Everett Fontane had delivered a message about purity and the sins of the flesh and reminded his followers how hard he had worked to rid Pristine Valley of the conspicuous sex trades and driven them to the wicked city. Seated behind the chief priest was Father Simon Dott who had been re-frocked and ordained as priest in the Valley just a few weeks before. He watched the congregation gush over the hero that Fontane had become, yet wondered what uninformed...

The Caning at the Cafe du Concorde

On the face of it, to any casual or uninformed observer, the Cafe du Concorde may have appeared an unlikely location to act as a setting for the public disgrace and punishment of Yvette Marie-Louise Renard. The cafe in its snug location on the eponymous main square of the idyllic little village of Pont du Rochelles showed nothing at first glance to suggest that it was anything else other than the sort of pleasant and friendly little rural establishment whose twin could be found in any village...

John s Last Summer

He knew this was his last summer. A year from now he’d be job hunting, so he could work to put money away for college. He was a smart kid and knew that this was important but couldn’t help feeling a bit wistful that these few months would be his last time of pure childhood freedom. John’s story took place in the sweltering Florida heat. Where, before school was even out, the temperatures were almost in triple digits and the humidity made it feel like you were breathing through a hot, damp...

The Permissive Purity of Father Fontane 3

The Permissive Purity of Father Fontane [4]Part 3 - Twenty miles.It was Sunday morning and Father Everett Fontane had delivered a message about purity and the sins of the flesh and reminded his followers how hard he had worked to rid Pristine Valley of the conspicuous sex trades and driven them to the wicked city.Seated behind the chief priest was Father Simon Dott who had been re-frocked and ordained as priest in the Valley just a few weeks before. He watched the congregation gush over the...

Fallen Police

Long nose and mouth Township is the edge of a railway line Qiongxiang , township police station is only three policemen ( including me ) . There are also several defense team . Because finances are poor, so often unable to pay wages months . Police mission is simple , for a variety of documents to prove beyond is to help guard against theft railroad railway police crime . But the main work or follow the leadership of the township government charges .Was sent to this small place , my bad mood ,...

Fallen Police

Long nose and mouth Township is the edge of a railway line Qiongxiang , township police station is only three policemen ( including me ) . There are also several defense team . Because finances are poor, so often unable to pay wages months . Police mission is simple , for a variety of documents to prove beyond is to help guard against theft railroad railway police crime . But the main work or follow the leadership of the township government charges .Was sent to this small place , my bad mood ,...

Quiet Streets

For some reason, you kept thinking about "The Stand." It happened so fast, after all. The news stations playing the same old, same old, totally ignoring the true disease spreading across the face of the world. Then people started dying. Everyone, died. It was fast, incredibly fast. First they were fine, then a day of the sniffles, then a incredible burning fever that literally cooked them from the inside out after only three hours. A wiseass on channel 5 started calling it the "Black Tuesday...

The Caning at the Cafe du Concorde

The Caning at the Cafe du Concorde.On the face of it, to any casual or uninformed observer, the Cafe du Concorde may have appeared an unlikely location to act as a setting for the public disgrace and punishment of Yvette Marie-Louise Renard. The cafe in its snug location on the eponymous main square of the idyllic little village of Pont du Rochelles showed nothing at first glance to suggest that it was anything else other than the sort of pleasant and friendly little rural establishment whose...

A True Story

Julia, A true story I've never written a story before but I remember reading one time that you should write about what you know. This is a true story. It is the story of my life. It's not everything that happened in my life - just the part that makes my life story a bit different from other people's lives. Why am I writing it now? I could not have know years ago what I now can see so clearly today. The passage of time has afforded me the knowledge and understanding that only comes...

My Elder Sister Under Me

By : Rajayg6 Hi myself Raj from Pune. I am a married living happily with my family. This story is a real happened between me and my elder sister Vijaya, whom we call Akka. She is 6 years elder than me. She is settled with her Hubby and 1 son in a rural area. Her village is a 100 km far away from our city. She is a complete orthodox and traditional woman, until this thing happened in between us. Her husband myJjija was a govt. employee and for his work he sometimes stays away from home 1 or 2...

The Man Nobody Really Knew

I had begun planning for that day since I began working for the local police department at the ripe old age of twenty one. It was ten days after my forty-first birthday when I hit my twentieth anniversary with the small town police department. I hoped no one made a big deal of the retirement. It was my plan to leave that Wednesday afternoon just like any other day and just not return. "Mike, you leaving town?" the new chief asked. "It's Michael Chief, and do I need to leave town?" I...

Revenge Inc at Golden GrottoChapter 9

While we'd been more or less alone earlier that day, I'd told the Foole a bit of my history ... rather more than was at all sensible or wise. Still, he'd heard my toasts yesterday evening and knew, or thought he knew, where a few of the dots connected. Yeah, like him I'd had a very checkered past too, and done a thing or maybe two that I didn't think I could ever be forgiven for, but a wound you keep tearing open can never heal. I'd taken revenge on Tori's killer. That was good, but...

Life Diverted Part 2 Adulthood Chapter 8 Warlord

March 1974, age 18 I spent some very dark hours at the Connaught Hospital in Freetown, Sierra Leone. By the time Dan and I arrived with our army of bodyguards, Ewan was already in theatre under general anaesthetic, his arm amputated. They told us he had agreed to the operation — it was his only chance. I was sat at his bedside in the recovery room when he woke. What the fuck do you say to someone who had just had their arm lopped off? I stayed with him for the rest of the day, the...

The Pickup Truck Man Origins

This is a complex story centered on the origins of a very bad man briefly introduced at the end of The Logic of My Anger: A Sociopath’s Tale of Vengeance. The Pickup Truck Man is a professional kidnapper, a taker of beautiful women for one of several Midnight Harvest teams rumored to be run by an elderly Eastern European. This businessman is thought to live in south-central Texas and uses these teams to acquire new talent to stock a high-end whorehouse he owns. In this story, during the more...

First Time Sucking A BBC

This is a story about the first time I sucked a big black dick. I travel a lot for work and often find myself in rural farming communities for weeks at a time during the summer.Last summer, I was staying at the only hotel in a rural community in Indiana. There was also a large crew of railroad workers staying in the hotel. It is pretty common for utility workers to spend week after week in hotels like this while they are working in rural areas on RR repairs, utility repairs, etc.The first night...

Dominion Chapter 2 Hunting Ground

The house trembled from its shingles to its foundations, struggling to withstand the unholy force erupting within. A scream echoed down its halls and burst through its doors and windows, every molecule of air expelled from the victim’s lungs while his face became beet-red. It was two sounds mixed together, his own pathetically human cry of agony and desperation, and the enraged howl of the beast fighting for control. “Most glorious Prince of the Heavenly Armies, Saint Michael the Archangel,...

Lady Ironside Ch 02

The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...

The World s First Futa 07 Futa s Naughty Hitchhiking Chapter 3 Futa s First Passionate Ritual

Chapter Three: Futa's First Passionate Ritual By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April 17th, 2047 “Surreal?” asked Amelia, her face growing serious, her eyes growing bold. I could see that skilled interviewer inside of her pouncing on my words. For most of our talk as we discussed my life as the world's first futa, she was laughing and giggling and horny to fuck me. Now she was focused. “In what way was it surreal?” “Because... I don't know any other word to describe discovering the...

Joan s Story

Joan’s Story Author’s note: This is part 3 of The Dirty Old Man stories. It’s from Joan’s POV. It deals with how she has become dependent on the Andrews. This is a fantasy and all characters are fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely accidental. Every character that has sex in this story is well over the age of 18. I do suggest you read the ‘Dirty Old Man’ first then ‘An Open Marriage’ second because they will fill in a lot of holes. This story happens three years after...

Gone Fishing

Jacqueline staggered along the lake bank under the weight of her fishing tackle, pausing to wipe a sheen of perspiration from her brow with the back of her hand. It was just half past ten in the morning but, even so early, the June sunlight blazed in a cloudless azure sky, searing the parched Lincolnshire countryside already scorched by the unusual heat wave of the past two weeks. Jacqueline turned to watch Susan, struggling ill-humouredly and muttering unladylike remarks under an even...

Becoming the Man He was Meant to Be Pt 01

Author’s Introduction. This is the first book in the chronicles of the life and loves of Anthony Madison. This is my first attempt at crafting a multivolume novel and I hope that I will somehow find the time to complete these chronicles with additional books. However, I believe this book stands alone as a complete story even though there will be a few lingering questions to entice the reader to anticipate future volumes. All sexual scenes depicted are between consenting adults at least 18...

Take The Pledge

He had fallen in love with her soft blond hair done up in pig tails and her bright blue eyes in the second grade. She had been taller than he had been back then. He was smaller than most of his classmates and not remotely athletic. Another girl had actually beaten the crap out him early the following school year. He was often teased and picked on in elementary school but never by her. She’d always been kind to him. She’d endured his clumsiness during dancing class, even asking him to dance when...

Rendezvous at Kuantan Beach Ch 2

Driving past the long winding roads into rural kampung areas of Pahang is so enjoyable because of the vast and wide array of interesting scenes of Malaysian life that we come across such as fruit sellers, village folk going about their daily chores like carrying a sack durians on their shoulders, quaint kampung houses with some very artistically designed and some designed very frugally and practical in nature.. as we drive along towards temerloh, we come across a stretch of road which is lined...

The Ghost of a 57 Chevy

The Ghost of a ’57 Chevy Janet Fremont You drive east from Lexington – not on the interstate, but on the old Kentucky state highways and smaller county roads – on past Stanton and Hazard and Pikeville, on past the tiny towns and the even smaller places that used to be tiny towns before the mines closed or the new roads bypassed them or maybe just the ones where all the younger people left and the older ones finally died. You drive on into the true rural part of the state, into the mountains...

History Lessons

I’d like to thank Daniellekitten for being my sounding board on this story. I never would have gotten it off the ground without her! ********************** I heard someone come in the room, but it didn’t register in my brain until she spoke. ‘Excuse me, Mr. Thompson?’ she said. Looking up from my desk, I saw the biggest, most beautiful pair of brown eyes in the world. It took me a second to recognise the face. ‘Angelina Benardo!’ I made sure to pronounce the g as an h in her first name....

Angela Undress

I, Mitchell Ryan Magnuson, born February 2d, 1959 in The city of Joplin, Jasper County Missouri, declare this Document to be my last will and testament, there being no others. Being of sound mind and unbelievably unsound body do herein state: 1. My attorney, Norman Atchison, is the executor of this will. He shall serve without bond and has discretion in the execution of this will. 2. I require of my executor that he arrange for my burial at the Grainger, Kansas Cemetery. Norm, I’d like a...

American Muslims Pt 06

Note to Reader: The following tale is centred on the Al-Nablusi family, who are Palestinian-Americans, and it follows them on a journey through love, sex, spirituality, tradition versus modernity. The father Faris Al-Nablusi, whose family originate from Nablus in the West Bank but he was born in Haifa, is a professor of Cognitive and Neuroscience at Berkeley and has been granted tenure. His wife Samira Hamoudi, who is from Nazareth, and is a lecturer of comparative literature at Berkeley- they...

Adoptive Mother Final Grace does Sheriff

Breathing hard, as if just having gone through a training program, she couldn’t believe it. He did that, honestly? Max and I honestly, truly fucked like we did, she asked herself. He didn’t know better. This was his first time. He hoped, and it looked like that on his face, that he’d done okay. He wore that simpleton’s expression on his face, the one in which said to others did I do it right? “Wow Max” and she took another deep breath of air, “and you’ve…you’ve never had,” and she did it again....

The Widow Brannigan part 1

The watching crows sat cackling in the skeletal trees as a cold October wind blew through the graveyard as Mr. Brannigan was put into the ground and laid to rest.We stood a ways back from the black-veiled widow as she stepped forward and dropped her small posy of flowers onto the coffin as it was lowered then stooped down to grab a handful of dirt and threw it into the grave.My Mother crossed herself as she turned and made her way back to the small white church that sat atop a windy hill...

Stolen Pleasures

The sun had nearly set. A warm spring Friday in northern Indiana was coming to an end.As Chris slowly drove home, his thoughts drifted back to the girl. A girl who had called him names when he had only offered his help. She didn’t even know him, and she had been extremely rude. She shouldn’t have been so bitchy. It had been a little over a half an hour since their encounter, and she was still eating at his mind.Karen had been on the road for several hours by the time she and Chris crossed...

The Housewives Of Coxville County part 5

Chapter 4 The Strange Case of Mr. Brooks. Anya's Story There was blood on the sun the day he came to town. blood on the sun,because the townsfolk could find no more fitting an idiom to describe thestate of it. From that first sign of dawn til that evening's sunset - andthen for just a few minutes longer than dusk normally permitted - the bigbright orb that hovered over the vast stretch of land that was Coxvillecounty was splotched, saturated with a most peculiar shade of crimson. Athick...

That curious incident at the night time

It was well after midnight, and I was in my car, driving with my eyes completely focused on the road, and my mind reminding myself - don't go above 40 kmph, don't go above 40 kmph. Driving faster would have meant reaching home sooner for sure. But I was aware that I was still somewhat under the influence of alcohol I had consumed at the office party at the farmhouse.I am usually very careful never to drive while drunk. Even if I have had just one beer, I know that my tolerance is so low that I...

My phat ass neighbor

Hi there fellow xhamster users!I live on a small rural community...Actually we aren't that far away from the capital but still we are considered as a rural town and as you know in rural communities we all know each other very well...One of my neighbors,for whom i had naughty dreams sinc my early days,is what a black fella would call a good ol PAWG.In fact she has a rear that would make even them ebony queens feel jealousLets just call her MRS.V for now.One of this days i was coming home from...

Cold October rain

I'll write this in several segments, "Cold October rain" is the beginning of how I met my last lover back in 2001.My husband and I lived in what was a semi rural town with lots of freedom after we were married. An older house with two lots on a not so busy street with fairly nice older neighbors who minded their own business unless stirred, but friendly enough folks. Well, as with all things, change was in the wind. The older neighbors began dying off, replaced with younger people who...

The Booty Inspector of the Old West pt 6

“The Guerilla Widows of Russia”[/b]by markfayerDick and junior woke up first the next day in their “Shanghai Bed & Breakfast Inn” Suite and were just eating some French toast and orange Juice and lounging around in fluffy Bathroom Slippers and soft-pink Bathrobes, when finally Fong-Wen was roused awake.She stretched out her torso and strained in pleasure and, like a yawned like a sleepy cat on a sunny afternoon –she had a HUGE grin on her face—smiling from ear-to-ear. “g’morning boys!” she...

Gone Fishing

Jacqueline staggered along the lake bank under the weight of her fishing tackle, pausing to wipe a sheen of perspiration from her brow with the back of her hand. It was just half past ten in the morning but, even so early, the June sunlight blazed in a cloudless azure sky, searing the parched Lincolnshire countryside already scorched by the unusual heat wave of the past two weeks. Jacqueline turned to watch Susan, struggling ill-humouredly and muttering unladylike remarks under an even greater...

Adoptive Mother Final Grace does Sheriff

Breathing hard, as if just having gone through a training program, she couldn’t believe it. He did that, honestly? Max and I honestly, truly fucked like we did, she asked herself. He didn’t know better. This was his first time. He hoped, and it looked like that on his face, that he’d done okay. He wore that simpleton’s expression on his face, the one in which said to others did I do it right? “Wow Max” and she took another deep breath of air, “and you’ve…you’ve never had,” and she did it again....

Red November

Svetlana Petrovich frowned as she gazed out of the window. She was standing at the top of the stairs, looking out across the expanse of growing crops that dominated a wide valley. Below her the road between the wheat fields was no more than a dirt path, and the wheels of the advancing horse drawn cart skidded along well excavated ruts. "He's here now. I can see him sitting with the driver. I wonder if he's changed much." Turning away from the window she glanced at her younger sister for...

Women Here Them Roar

Women Here Them Roar By Kathy Smith Stephen A. Adams is an U.S. Senator from Alabama. He is deeply religious man. He is an ordained Minister with a Pentecostal Church in a small village called Marion, Alabama. Before he was a Senator, he was the Mayor of that town too. He is a Democrat which is very unusual in the south but he was a Minister before he got elected. He also proselytes in a Church in northeast Virginia when the Senate is in session. When the senate is not in...

Alyssa and I

Alyssa and I Chapter 1. The day I turned 22 was also the day I graduated from college. Pretty cool--what better birthday present could there be than a shiny new diploma! I knew the world was my oyster as I walked across the stage to shake hands with the university President, very conscious of the admiring eyes of my parents and little sister as they led the general acclamation that accompanied the arrival of each new graduate on stage. After the ceremony, my family and I came back...

God Bless the Child

God Bless the Child Katie Leone Chapter One Jeremy Bergeron was not living a life of luxury or anything closely resembling the idyllic picture that many associate with childhood. He didn't know that; most four year olds wouldn't. Jeremy's world was the part of the rural city that the people from the bad part of town called the worst part of town. A subdivision of run down, five room, single family houses was all that Jeremy knew existed. Rarely did the toddler ever leave the...

It is not a Sin

A word from the Author: I left the state, political affiliation of the Rep vague on purpose so it does not take away from the main message of the story. I made the interstate a mythical one, even number ones runs east to west and if they have three digits they are a bypass into an urban area not in a rural area. *********** Whenever a person tried to brand themselves to others, they were really trying to convince people their opinion of who they are as a fact. This statement held...

done and dusted

DONE! AND ABOUT TO BE DUSTED. Sunday, 27 Oct according to Gulf News Central Bank, statistics show that of the 28.5 million cheques worth AED 1.2 trillion written in 2011 in the UAE. 1.6 million Cheques worth about AED 55 billion bounced. 200 expats are in jail, for up to 55 years. Georgina sat staring out of the window, though an elegant modern style bow window, its style marred only by having big black ugly bars bolted across it. Looking out at the vibrant city that glistened...

Parting of the Ways Part 5 College Troubles and epilogue

Chapter 14 The military foursome were going to miss out on their fall semesters, with Scott barely returning in time to start his first semester in late January. The group staying in Winnisimmet were saddened to see the four heading west leave back in June, it was the first time since 8th grade that the group had been separated for any length of time. It was the start of the group becoming their own people, but for the 14 it was still a tough revelation to them. Jaimie and Miles...

SONAL WITH TANGEWALA

I am SONAL.I am 28 yrs old and my statistics are 36/27/38 and I am 5- 4″. My complexion is fair although not milky white but still fair enough. I have high degree exhibitionist tendencies. I do not lose any opportunity to show myself off to others because I am very proud of my figure. Whereas others are concerned I don’t mind exposing to any age group because I firmly believe a male is a male however old he is. He will never miss an opportunity to ogle at some well stacked woman’s body, even if...

New Blood Part 1

November, 2028 It had been a long road for Nick Ross, a young catcher for the Worcester Red Sox. He was just received word from the Boston Red Sox general manager that the team's catcher had signed with another team so he was expected to be in shape to fight for the starting job in Spring Training to battle against their new free agent catcher. It was the news that he had hoped to hear for years, he was about to become a Major League Baseball player! When he went into the living...

The Basement

Chapter 1 The beginning of a plan It all started with a trip to visit an elderly colleague with whom I had worked for a few years. He lived by himself at the far end of rural dirt road, which was little more than just a track through the woods. Turning into his gate, I noticed an old extended cab pickup parked beside the house with at least two persons inside. But that fact was ignored immediately as I exited my vehicle and heard definite cries of pain coming from the other side of the house....

It s the future but not as we know it

It’s the future But not as you know it!Setting the scene:My story starts just over 200 years ago in the year 2015. My name is Sam (Samuel) Tyler ad back then I was the sole owner of a successful UK private prison empire.As you read this story, you’ll already know that I’m bondage but I never really talked openly about my fantasies, even when I won the Euro Lottery in February 2008.I guess I should start my story before February 2008 and set the scene up to that day that would change the first...

African Retribution

AFRICAN RETRIBUTION By JoetexPrefaceFrom an actual report of the BBC:Dateline: 26 October 2004REPORT SHOWS DR CONGO RAPE HORROR?Fighters in the Democratic Republic of Congo have raped at least 40,000 women over the past six years, human rights agency Amnesty International reports. All groups involved in the civil war committed extreme sexual violence during the civil war throughout the east of the country, it finds. Despite a year of peace, survivors lack adequate medical care and many are...

Dream Holiday

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