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Whatever It CostsChapter 50

Before the summer we had one more incident involving Melissa. Due to the problems she had to face after her father's death she had hardly managed to finish high school. Partly because of those bad memories, she was not very interested in continuing her education, though both Lindsay and I patiently tried to convince her otherwise. Her lack of interest in developing herself irritated Lindsay even more than me. "But what do you intend to do then?" I asked. "I want to be the best possible...

Whatever Your Heart DesiresChapter 2

I would love to say I had The Grand Plan: How To Transform Your Husband Into A Ravishing Fem-Toy, A To Z. The fact was, I didn't have a clue. It wasn't a topic normally covered by the Multiple Listing Service. I really didn't think the community library was going to be much help, either. I couldn't even find a copy of Feminization For Dummies in any of the local bookstores — not that I expected to. I did have the following assets: 1) a husband I flat-out adored who, apparently, had...

Whatever Your Heart DesiresChapter 3

In the afterglow of our lovemaking, Danielle and I had talked long into the night. I was flush with excitement at the prospect of this exciting new change in our lifestyle. Our lovemaking had become the most intensely gratifying of our entire relationship — for both of us, at last — and I could only foresee it getting better. Danni seemed more ambivalent. I was concerned about it, fearing she was already having second thoughts about committing herself to this radical change. I approached the...

Whatever It TakesChapter 7

I stayed and watched the Saints beat the visiting Lincoln (Nebraska) Saltdogs, 5-2 behind a kid who, I thought, looked even younger and greener than I did on the mound. But he was taller than I was, and had arms that seemed to hang down to his knees. Maybe he was physically better-equipped to be a pitcher than I was. Then again, Pedro Martinez isn't exactly Goliath on the mound. It seemed to me that Sandy Koufax hadn't been a big guy, either. When I got back to the car, I found my Baseball...

Whatever It TakesChapter 9

I looked up Bill Bowman as soon as we arrived back in St. Paul. Before doing so, however, I researched him thoroughly -- not only in the Baseball Encyclopedia, but on the Internet. I'd had only a vague idea of his past career in the major leagues. I'd heard of him, even though his career had ended several years before I had even been born, but I wanted to know something about him before we talked. Bill Bowman had never been the ace of the Twins' staff, but for about four years, he'd...

Whatever It TakesChapter 16

Josie arrived in San Diego early Saturday evening and called me on the cell from there around 10:30. Our game against the Mexicali Aguilas (Eagles) had just ended. We'd won, 6-3, and I hadn't been called on to pitch. I knew that meant there was an excellent chance I would pitch in relief on Sunday, with Josie in the stands. "If you want, I could come over there tonight," she said. "I've already rented a room for us here, but, hey, it's not very far. I could be there not too long after...

Whatever It TakesChapter 20

Make-up sex (if that's what Josie and I were having that night) turned out to be just exceptional. Well, maybe not. How can I describe it as "exceptional" when every night I've ever spent in bed with Josie was exceptional (at least for me). That old saw about "even when it's bad, it's good" just wasn't applicable, 'cause it was never bad. But anyway, it wasn't make-up sex, really, because by the time we got to bed that night, Josie's negative reaction to my earlier harangue...

Whatever He Wants

This is my first attempt at writing a sick story. I never read anything that really turns me on to the max, so I’m going to try to put my perverted thoughts into this story. First off, let me tell you about me. I’m 62, 5’5, 180 lbs. I’ve been told that I’m a fairly good looking guy. I’ve been married to the same woman for 43 yrs. She is a wonderful woman and I do love her, but she is very heavy and we don’t have sex very much anymore. We have three great kids. Up until about 15 yrs ago I used...

What Happens Happens

Having driven for a few hours, he felt the need to stop and stretch his legs. As he thought about this, a sign noting a rest stop came into view. Two miles later, her turned into the rest stop and parked his car. He walked up to the small building housing the toilets and vending machines. After taking care of his needs, he stepped into the sunshine outside the small building and stretched his arms wide, bending his back at the same time. That was when he noticed the redhead almost touching his...

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Also be sure to read my other storys all comments arw welcome ok here goes hi my name is fred i live in k-town also known as kingston upon thames i am fourteen years old and i am about fiive foot and ten centimeters tall i have brouwn hair and Light skin ich haser ein swester (yeah im also half german) she is thirteen years old and slightly shorter than me she has thr same skin type and also the same colour hair and now the story begins i woke up one morning and as i...

Whatever Gets You Through The Night

What Ever Gets You Through The Night. By Hotfeet (All location references are to the UK) I watched the surreal landscape pass by. A mixture of ghostly fields and towns, mixed with the near white blur of hedges and trees. It was late January. The weather had suddenly changed from surprisingly mild, to a more seasonal frosty. After three hours on the train, I had become lost in my own thoughts. I’d almost forgotten why I was journeying down south. My life at that moment had become...

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Lola’s friend was performing at the bar we went to that night, she was a beautiful Brazilian girl, tall but extremely voluptuous, with wide hips, bouncy ass and large breasts just jiggling about in front of her as she turned upside down on the pole. Her many moves included a slow sensuous climb up the pole then turning upside down and spreading her legs apart in to a perfect split. Lola looked extremely attractive that night, her dark eye make up made her eyes look deep and sensual, her lips...

Whatever it Takes

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Whatever s Clever

“What’s up, Shanna,” the building inspector perked up.“Not much. I was just checking to see if you can still come to my presentation tomorrow night.”“Yep! I already baby momma and she’s cool.”“Great,” delighted the sandy-haired grad student with deep, yellowish-brown skin. “I really appreciate the support. I’m sorta nervous.”“Don’t be. You’re gonna rock it!”“Thanks, Zavier. I’ll text you the address later. How’s Braxton.”“Li’l man is good,” he referred to his son. “Real good.”“Glad to...

Whatever Works Chapter 3

Ed pulls into the parking lot and clocks in, then goes directly to Arnie's office. He knocks lightly on the door and Arnie looks up from his computer. Seeing Ed at the door, he motions him to come in. "Hey Ed, have a seat, even if you didn't help me with Molly." Ed glares at him, "Whoa now, buddy, you shot yourself in the foot with that bullshit about driving yourself and not telling me, and kinda forgetting to tell your wife about Charlene. You have to admit you made yourself look pretty...

Whatever Works Chapter 2

Sara pushes Molly into the kitchen, putting her at the table cutting up a salad, while she made grilled cheese sandwiches and a veggie soup. They chat while eating lunch and Sara asks Arnie if he told Ed about driving himself to work. Ed looking puzzled asks, "Why are you doing that Arnie? My driving scaring you or something?" Arnie's face turns red, "Um no Ed, it's just that I need to better coordinate with third shift, and I'll be running later. No sense in you having to wait around for...

Whatever Works Chapter 1

Sara Fletcher watched from her front porch as Arnie Harned pushed his wife, Molly, into the house. Molly and Sara have been best friends ever since the Harneds had moved in next door six years ago. Sara is twenty eight years old, five foot six, hundred thirty pounds, short brown hair, dark chocolate eyes and a very pretty woman that draws enough whistles and stares to keep Edward her husband of ten years alert. Ed is thirty years old, five foot ten, hundred sixty pounds, good looking with close...

WHATEVER HAPPENED to ELLIE Part 2

When I dropped Ellie off at her Mom Helen,s she came out clutching a set of keys. “Got the keys to our cottage at the Lake. Mom hardly ever uses it now Dad,s dead so we can fuck I disturbed out there and also go for a swim.” She Tod me as she slid close on the passenger seat. “Don,t have my swim trunks with me.” “Who bothers with swim suits silly?” She laughed, fished out my hardening penis and started playing with it. It was stiff as a board by the time we parked in front of their “cottage” a...

WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ELLIE

I recently told you about the lovely Ellie, daughter of a very prominent man in the small South Dakota Town I was raised in and how we drifted apart, hardly surprising as I was from a struggling financially family and Ellie,s father owned a thriving business, but sometimes having everything on a sliver platter isn’t,t so fabulous. I,d never had the nerve to ask Ellie for a date as I was terrified she,d turn me down though as long time friends she usually rang me up and had long chats about her...

Whatever gets the job done

Working late at night, the building is quiet so I can hear most noises from my office. I heard doors in the building. 'That's strange', I thought to myself, and figured I should investigate. Nobody else works late that I know of and anyone else might need a break too. We could get some coffee.I left my office and made my way to the general area from which I heard the door sounds. Nothing. I was sure I heard something. Then I heard a moan coming from the ladies bathrooms. I pushed the door to...

Whatever to School

P2 Sequel from 'Whatever'So the day after my dad started making me go naked around the house and checking up my sweet spot to see if my hymen is still intact, that night I had a problem going to sleep at all so it took me several hours that night to fall asleep...and woke up late! I woke up so late that I jumped out of bed and put on my big coat without wearing anything underneath it. Yea I'm going to school naked, not really. Because at the same time I grabbed my gym bag and stuffed in a...

Whatever

When I was about this old, my widowed dad start to made me do one thing I never thought I'll ever do. At first it was really embarrassing, because he has not seen me naked since I was little. But now that I'm this old, he said that everyday starting today that I will have 'no clothes' on when I'm on the house. And that every once in awhile, he'll touch inside my sweet spot to see if my hymen is intact and still there.Do you have the slightest idea where this story heading to? Well you should,...

whatever Lola wants

Lola's friend was performing at the bar we went to that night, she was a beautiful Brazilian girl, tall but extremely voluptuous, with wide hips, bouncy ass and large breasts just jiggling about in front of her as she turned upside down on the pole. Her many moves included a slow sensuous climb up the pole then turning upside down and spreading her legs apart in to a perfect split. Lola looked extremely attractive that night, her dark eye make up made her eyes look deep and sensual, her lips...

Whatever Strikes Your Fantasy Chapter Two

“This is absolutely a fabulous dinner, Mr. Schilling,” Constance Wells said from her seat on the left of her host. “I will have to get the recipe for this dessert from your chef. It is simply to die for!” Mallory smiled as she took in the exchange between her colleague and their host. She was seated on his right facing Constance, at one end of the large dining table. She had been looking forward to striking up a conversation with Benjamin Schilling after seeing the seating arrangements, but...

Whatever I want

Lisa and I had been seeing each other for over two months and, although I loved being with her and cherished our time together, I was starting to get frustrated about her refusal to sleep with me. I didn't want to rush her into anything and would never force myself on her but I felt that our relationship had reached the point where we should take the next logical step and spend the night together. However, every time I tried to progress beyond necking and a little heavy petting Lisa would get...

Whatever It CostsChapter 4

Tuesday morning was a bit easier. Not much but still. It was fifteen to ten when I was already waiting outside one of the city offices. My aunty arrived at five to ten and I followed her in. In the room there were several people waiting. I already knew the DA, our headmaster and that security guy who had difficulties holding his smile. And there was one older gentleman - he probably was the one from the school district. After introductions Mr. School District went straight to the...

Whatever It CostsChapter 5

My shower next morning was a bit better. Early morning at school was not. But by lunchtime the news had spread around the school and at least some of the looks had changed but not all. Some of the cheerleaders looked at me like I was a dead fish in their glass of water. I guess I had gone down a long way since last year. When I sat down to have my lunch two of my friends - or ex-friends - sat down with me and wanted to know what had happened, and why had I dumped Marie. They also wanted to...

Whatever It CostsChapter 6

By Friday morning the showering was easier but I missed my practice. I would be totally out of shape once I could start practicing again. That could not be helped. At school it was clear that something was out by the curious looks I was getting. I thought that was a small wonder that it had not leaked out before. But all those rumors were interrupted by a bigger announcement during the second class. Since it was raining slightly outside all the students were asked to come to the gym. There in...

Whatever It CostsChapter 8

At the end of the week Marie was still avoiding me - or everybody. I noticed that it was always her mother or father driving her to school or back home. And once I saw her mother she tried to kill me by looking. I was sure she tried. By Friday lunchtime I was having a lunch with my friends when the dark twin came to me and gave me a piece of paper and kissed my cheek. "Judy asked me to give you those." Before I could thank her, she was gone. I could still feel that raven colored hair...

Whatever It CostsChapter 9

Monday back at school was uneventful - until lunchtime. True to their word now it was Robin who came to me and informed that we are going on a date on Friday. In the same instant I agreed to pick her up that five PM. The glint in her eyes gave me something to wait for. And my friends were catching the flies at their end of the lunch table. The only thing they got out of me was that I had had a dinner with the white twin and now I was repeating it with the dark twin. No big deal. They...

Whatever It CostsChapter 11

By Monday lunchtime, one of my friends started to piss me off with his questions about the Halloween party. Once the twins were within hearing distance, I made sure that I looked pissed off and checked that one of my friends had his mouth full of Coke. How can someone have Coke with lunch? "So you have to know that I did there? Would you believe if I told you that I was a play-toy of one hot lesbian couple for the most of the night?" He did not disappoint me. Some cola came out of his...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 3

“Father wears his Sunday best. Mother’s tired, she needs a rest, the kids are playing up downstairs. Sister’s sighing in her sleep. Brother’s got a date to keep, he can’t hang around.” -Madness, “Our House“ Georgia Poldouris shouted at her children to clean faster. She dusted a credenza fervently as her younger children picked up toys and her older children picked up laundry. “Mama,” Lady Maria Louisa Francesca de San Finzione said in English to the woman whose oldest son she’d been...

Whatever It CostsChapter 13

Monday morning I picked up Sara on my way to school. We walked in hand in hand and severely violated the school's rules with a brief kiss before heading to our own classes. I guess that something started to stir immediately. Apparently it had been a quiet weekend. Just before lunch my friends stopped me and one of them asked me, "Is it true that you are with that slut Sara?" "And who says she is a slut?" I kept my cool, even if my blood was already boiling. I knew very well that...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 6

“I can pull a rabbit out of a hat. I can pull it out, but I can’t put it back. I can make love ... disappear. For my next trick, I’ll need a volunteer. Step right up! For my next trick, I’ll need a volunteer.” -Warren Zevon, “For My Next Trick, I’ll Need A Volunteer“ “I never asked for this.” Gino Giovanni, the young actor playing Count Vincenzo Ramon de San Finzione spoke to the grown men gathered in the cave with him. Cigarette smoke rose up to the roof of the cave from the actors’...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 8

“Death In the shape of a Panzer Battalion! Insect of terror! Don’t run, face your fate like a man! Cannot outrun our Panzer Battalion!” -Sabaton, “Panzer Battalion“ Lady Maria Louisa Francesca de San Finzione believed in a “San Finzione family curse.” Her parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins in the Royal line were all gone, leaving only her as the last blood heir of Vincenzo Ramon de San Finzione the First. He had devoted so much of his time to rebuilding his...

Whatever It CostsChapter 18

Sunday morning I woke to a sensation of someone holding my stiff prick and once my eyes opened I got a kiss and Marie climbed on top of me. She used her hand to guide me inside her and she gave a groan as she lowered herself onto me. There were certainly worse ways to wake up! Luckily I knew her sensitive spots so I was able to drive her to two small orgasms before the main event. Once I felt her big one approaching, I just let go and increased the tempo under her. As soon as she yelled and...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 9

“He’s tryin’ to survive up on Mulholland Drive, he’s got the phone in the car in his hand. Ev’ybody’s tryin’ a be a friend of mine. Even a dog can shake hands. He wants twenty percen’ cause he knew you back when. Now, they all want a piece of the band. Ev’ybody’s tryin’ a be a friend of mine Even a dog can shake hands.” -Warren Zevon, “Even A Dog Can Shake Hands“ A short time before parts of La Collina began exploding, Detective Inspector Luc Tomas Allaine and Generalissimo Hernando...

Whatever It CostsChapter 19

I could sense that Marie was nervous as we were sitting in a hallway at the courthouse. By the time we moved inside the small office, she was terrified. The old gray-haired judge must have seen that as he came to Marie and took a hold of her hands and looked at her eyes. "And this is the beautiful girl whom her parents have disgracefully abandoned. Do not worry, young lady. I'll make sure that you are taken care of." When Marie blushed he released her hands and turned to look at...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 10

“Through the gates of Hell! As we make our way to Heaven! Through the Nazi lines! PRIMO VICTORIA! On the 6th of June! On the shores of Western Europe! 1944! D-DAY UPON US!” -Sabaton, “Primo Victoria“ Luc and Ramirez were the last to arrive at the meeting, stopping so that Luc could examine the van the tank crew had used to get into the castle. He spotted the smuggling compartments that had been carved into the van’s interior and concluded that they’d been a rush job, but good enough to...

Whatever It CostsChapter 21

The rest of the week was good, and bad. Good was that my old friends adopted Marie and had no problems in accepting her. Good was also that my aunty did not chew me when I told her how the issue with potential expulsion of Marie was handled. Ok, I did not really expect any thanks, but still. And the rest of our schoolmates - well, among some of the churchgoers we were the prime example of the sinful behavior and its consequences. Most of the rest were just curious but some of them avoided us,...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 12

“Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner. (Time, time, time for another peaceful war.) Norway’s bravest son. (But time stands still for Roland ‘til he evens up the score.) They can still see his headless body stalking through the night, in the muzzle-flash of Roland’s Thompson Gun. In the muzzle-flash of Roland’s Thompson Gun.” -Warren Zevon, “Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner” Note: I apologize for the lateness of this chapter. Events back in December are still having repercussions...

Whatever It CostsChapter 22

Social services had made their second visit, and now said there were no problems. At this point, Marie really started to feel the extra weight. So, we did not take any long trips, though we did our best to enjoy the beginning of summer. I massaged her sore parts and carefully rubbed some other parts, too. In order to avoid any harm to her beautiful skin I made sure that she was thoroughly oiled almost every day. If some orgasms were enjoyed while that was being done - well, I did not mind. I...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 13

“They saved Hitler’s cock. And stuffed it in Mengele’s sock. They saved Hitler’s cock. Now it wants to talk! Now it’s starting to get hard! I found it in my backyard! Every night it kills a dog! And now it walks the night in fog.” -Angry Samoans, “They Saved Hitler’s Cock“ Lady Maria Louisa Francesca de San Finzione woke to the sounds of vomiting and gunfire. She’d gone to sleep to escape what sounded like a woman being gang-raped outside and woken to chaos beyond the walls of the shack,...

Whatever It CostsChapter 23

We survived the first month. I think that's the only correct way of saying it. Considering the fact that we had no-one to ask, and no mother who would come and show us things, I think that we did quite well. The people from social services visited us once more, but this time it was we who harassed them with our questions. I don't think that they'll dare come visit us again! The two young single mothers we had met during our prenatal classes had also had their babies. They visited us, and...

Whatever It CostsChapter 25

When the college was about to start, there were some minor issues with Marie's scholarship, as they would have liked her to live in the dorm. It took just one call from my aunty, in which she asked them if they were ready for the publicity of cutting the scholarship from a young mother, who didn't want to get separated from her one year old girl. Besides, they didn't have enough room in the dorm in the first place. Luckily, they came to their senses. When we first visited Marie's campus...

Whatever It CostsChapter 26

We knew that the second year in college would be crucial for Marie, in our plan for her to make it through in three years. In fact, it was the same for me even though I had not mentioned that to Marie. There was no real graduate program in my college, but with the co-operation of some other colleges, it would be possible for me to get my bachelor's degree - or maybe even two of them. I did not talk about that to Marie, as I did not want cause her any extra pressure. Also, I did not believe...

Whatever It CostsChapter 28

It was two weeks after our date when we agreed that Bev and her daughters would spend a night at my place. I bought a big air mattress and the sisters assured us that they had no problems in sleeping with Lily - or having a slumber party with her. Somehow I guessed that it meant 'hard times' for me, literally. Talking about that to Bev made her giggle hysterically. "Poor, Eric. Don't you understand that it is exactly what they want to do? Don't worry, I'll keep you safe from...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 16

“I was staying at the Westin; I was playing to a draw. When in walked Charlton Heston with the Tablets of the Law. He said, ‘It’s still the greatest story.’ I said ‘Man, I’d like to stay. But I’m bound for glory; I’m on my way! My ride’s here.’” -Warren Zevon, “My Ride’s Here “You would kill me.” The village elder scowled as David Igazi’s men loaded their tribute onto his vehicles. Igazi looked the man over. He looked into the elder’s eyes and spoke again. “And if you were...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 18

“Shelley and Keats were out in the street. And even Lord Byron was headed for Greece. While back at the Hilton, last but not least, Milton was holding his sides. Saying ‘Bravos’d better be ready to fight if we’re gonna make it out of East Texas tonight. For the trail is long, and the river is wide, and my ride’s here.’ “-Warren Zevon, “My Ride’s Here“ Reminder: If you have an issue with a writer putting personal politics that do not perfectly align with your own into their Mind...

Whatever It CostsChapter 31

Christmas itself was a bit strange. I didn't say anything to anyone, but it hurt a lot that there was nothing from Marie ... not even for Lily ... no presents, no phone call, not even a card. Reyna had buried herself in preparations for the Christmas dinner on Christmas Day. For a girl who didn't know how to make simple fillets, she had made remarkable progress. It seemed that she loved to work in the kitchen. Maybe as result of that, she had gained a few pounds! She could easily gain...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 19

“Oh, gather round me and listen while I speak of a war where Hell is six feet deep. And all along the shore, where the cannons still roar, they’re haunting my dreams. They’re still there when I sleep! He saw crosses grow on Anzio, where no soldiers sleep and where Hell’s six feet deep. That death does wait, there’s no debate. He charged and attacked! He went to Hell and back!” -Sabaton, “To Hell And Back“ Prefect of Police Martin LeGrasse led his men through the...

Whatever It CostsChapter 32

All too soon it was the end of February, and time for goodbyes, again. When we had our last night together, I had to admit to myself that that I loved the both of them. Even if it was not the same kind of love I'd had with Marie or the same kind of fully complementary love they felt for each other, it was love. Last summer I had been sure that I would never really feel love again. Now I was not so sure anymore. Unfortunately that also meant that there were a whole lot of tears connected with...

Whatever It CostsChapter 33

We kept ourselves busy in the next few days, and on Wednesday evening we helped each other to masturbate. It was early in the afternoon on Thursday when my phone beeped with a message. 'You two lovebirds are both ok' I wondered if that diagnosis was something that AMA would agree with, but then my phone beeped again. 'How soon can you get home?

Whatever It CostsChapter 34

It was Tuesday morning when she started driving back to her work just to resign. We would be visiting the place together next weekend with a van, but now she just wanted to get things started. I had suggested to her that she should just give her notice and leave, but she had insisted that she must also give some explanation to her boss. After all, he had helped her a lot after her mother's death. I complained that she was too good a person, and kissed her goodbye before starting my own cycle...

Whatever It CostsChapter 35

The following day was a blur. Beth took a day off and took care of Lily. Mrs. Fraser was shocked. I sent her back home as soon as I had told her the news, and then I was very discreetly visited by two state police officers. They didn't admit anything, but it seemed that they were not really surprised by the behavior of the local police force. My aunty was there all the time, but she didn't really intervene. Only when the policemen said they wanted my cellphone, did I disagree. "I run my...

Whatever It CostsChapter 36

My college time was soon coming to end, but there was no real joy in that fact. In business, the customers were happy with the test results, and they wanted to go into production and maybe also buy my business. But the thing that kept me sane and connected to life, was Lily, once again. I spent as much time with her as I could, as we both were still recuperating from our loss. It was an evening in the middle of May, when I was reading a book to Lily who was sitting on my lap when our door...

Whatever It CostsChapter 38

It took us ... or rather, my private investigator ... more than six weeks to locate Lily. Once she got the facts straight, she decided to share the information with the feds, even without asking me first. That meant a wait of two extra days for me, which together with the fact that she refused to give me any other information made me worried. Very worried. Besides, the look behind her eyes was something that I feared. Lily has just had her fifth birthday. It had been partly my efforts, or at...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 25

“5th of May, V-Day’s just around the corner. 1945, the Fuhrer’s reign’s at its end. Jenny at the gates as the SS open fire. There’s no time to waste; the final battle’s begun. After the downfall, a castle besieged. Facing the Nazis, awaiting relief. Gangl and Lee and their men set the prisoners free.” -Sabaton, “The Last Battle“ Contessa Helena de San Finzione looked at a map of the warehouse that Detective Inspector Luc Allaine brought up on his tablet. He was now learning what his...

Whatever It CostsChapter 40

The following day's local paper concentrated on greed and what it was causing in our fine local community. My name was not mentioned. There was no need. The next surprise came a few days later as the news came out. Our county was filing for bankruptcy. I guessed that I would not be seeing any of the money soon. If ever. The result was that I outsourced claims against the officials who had been present during my rape, and the chief of police who was the one being charged with Sara's death....

Whatever It CostsChapter 41

My mind was in turmoil when I escorted my daughter Katy to school for the first time. Of course, we had been there before, and was she probably a lot less nervous than I was. But starting school is a first real hint to a parent that someday something very precious to you will grow up, leave you and start a life of their own. I know, it would take more than a decade, but the seed was now planted. I should be prepared when the time came. When I looked at her interaction with other children, I...

Whatever It CostsChapter 42

Sometime in early autumn, there rose a question about a sleepover party for the girls as an addition to Evelyn's birthday party. Like I could say no to Katy when she asked about it? I checked several times with Lindsay, to make sure it really was ok with her. She smiled and told me that Kathryn would also stay there and help her, and that they would have a party of their own. The look on her face actually made me blush. Shit. Back at home, alone, I was at a loss. I actually considered...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 27

“CATS! SEX! AND NAZIS! That’s why they call me Mr. Happy! Are you a believer? Yeah? Well, I’m a deceiver. But I lied when I said that honesty was dead. I really believe all these things I say to you. It’s just that none of them are true!” -NoMeansNo – “Why Do They Call Me Mr. Happy?“ Robert Chase was mowing his lawn in his quiet suburb of Wichita, Kansas, when the motorcade pulled up to his house. A limousine escorted by four SUVs. Neighbors came out of their houses to see. People from...

Whatever It CostsChapter 43

The change in my life was not just that my year long celibacy ended, I also had to learn to socialize again, since all the three ladies made sure I was included in discussions whenever possible. I had by no means been a hermit, but since my aunty and Beth were helping Ashley (who still had issues with all men, including me) we didn't meet as often as before. Katy did meet them, and somehow those meetings seemed to help both Katy and Ashley. Don't ask me why. Even if I had never been a...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 28

“Take some Venom and Accept that you won’t see Nazareth. THE RAINBOW LEADS YOU HOME! Warrior sent to Milky Way, UFO shooting Gamma Ray. A RIOT OF DESTRUCTION! Watch the Rockbitch go down and Vixen spread. When the Priest killed a Maiden in the Metal Church, Armored Saints and Warlocks watched the Slaughter. Rage of the Slayer forced the Prettymaids to Kiss the Queen in Crimson Glory.” -Sabaton, “Metal Crüe“ “Welcome to Mentirosa!” Capitan Gregorio Ortega addressed the assembled rows of...

Whatever It CostsChapter 44

Another sleepover was to take place three weeks later, this time at Kathryn's house. Wednesday evening, though, Katy was devastated. "We can't go to Kathy's on Saturday. Her mother has to go to work." Suddenly her face lit up. "Daddy, couldn't... ?" "No! Absolutely not!" As soon as I said 'No, ' I knew that I had lost. I kept on fighting for a couple more minutes, while half my brain was already moaning and preparing for something that couldn't be avoided. Fifteen minutes...

Whatever It CostsChapter 45

I must have dozed off at some point, since I woke up to the light that was coming in through the gap between the closed curtains. It was still early, and all the girls ... the small one, and the smaller ones ... were still sleeping. I tried to be silent when I went to the kitchen and searched the fridge for some tasteless white bread and jam. Something not too tasty. I also made sure that it would be easy to make some oatmeal, for later. After some hesitation, I made some coffee for myself. I...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 29

“Tell me a story. (Will ya, will ya.) A real good story. (I won’t leave til ya.) Spill your guts, old man. Leave out any secrets hiding in the... Any skeletons, and all your other sins. Any skeletons. (In the closet!) Any skeletons, any misfortunes. Any skeletons. (Hiding in the closet.)” -Anthrax, “A Skeleton in the Closet,” (Inspired by “Apt Pupil“ by Stephen King.) Everything shook and the swinging ceiling lights flickered again down in the bunker. General Werner Schell sat on a bench,...

Whatever It CostsChapter 46

Things returned to normal, Tuesday. Candice and Kathryn felt sorry for Lindsay and me, and they decided ... no, I wasn't asked ... that the next suitable weekend for a 'date' would be Lin's. They also wanted to lay some ground rules to this strange relationship the four of us were having. They could go on dates with others but no intimacy would be allowed, or the person would drop out of the 'pool.' Me? Since I already had three lovely ladies; I, of course, had no reason to date outside...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 30

“Dry your eyes, my little friend. Let me take you by the hand. Freddie, get ready. Rock steady. When Johnny strikes up the band.” -Warren Zevon, “When Johnny Strikes Up The Band“ Contessa Helena de San Finzione sat at her second funeral in three days. Next to her in the back row so that others could see, Nigel Mander sat in a black suit of his own. A string quartet played somber, funereal versions of the film scores of John Williams as Eliot Silverman was laid to rest. She’d worn a...

Whatever It CostsChapter 47

Back at home we - Katy and I - finally snuggled in to watching some children's movie. I didn't even notice that the movie had ended and Katy was looking at me with a smile on her lips. "Daddy, I'm happy to see you smile again." Then she turned serious again. "But how can the other girls be so clueless? I mean, they KNOW that you do THAT with their mothers, but they have no real idea what THAT includes, and I can only talk about those things with Ashley, and only when THEY aren't...

Whatever It CostsChapter 48

It was a Sunday at the end of January when things changed. It had been one of those rare weekends where I had been alone with Katy and Evelyn. All the women had something else to do. Candice was on a serious date, Kathryn was visiting her parents, and Lindsay was in a conference. Or, she had been in a conference, as now she was at my door, looking distressed. I opened the door and let her in. I turned to her. She didn't meet my gaze, but looked down. Now I started to worry, too. Then she...

Whatever It CostsChapter 49

It was a nice spring Saturday morning in April, when things had progressed to the point where we had agreed to move in together. We had talked with the girls about our relationship, and they had no problems with the two us getting together. The girls would be spending two nights with my aunty and Beth and Ashley. My love had warned me that at some point I'd probably need to show Ashley that despite all things that had happened to her, she still was a desirable young woman. She had been quite...

Whatever It CostsChapter 51

Three years later I was sitting in a business meeting, for the first time in many years. It had taken quite a lot of work to get to this point but I was a whole lot more prepared this time, than I had been years ago. Again, it was my company and I had people working for me. For instance, I had an elderly gentleman playing the role of our CEO. Hey, we would be working against producers who were familiar working with actors and actresses. Besides, I wanted to see if the opponent had done their...

Whatever It CostsChapter 52

It took almost a year, and a lot of practice, to give Melissa the graduation present she wanted. We had managed to move to a bigger house in the same area long before that. It turned out that money would not be an issue. The movie that had used our digital effects turned out to be a hit. That, along with the fact that the expenses were only a fraction of what they would have been otherwise, made the production company very happy. I didn't give that much more thought since I knew that the...

Whatever It CostsChapter 53

Simple glasses and a tux were my disguise when I was sitting there with Katy as my escort. I would have liked to have had my whole family there, but that would have been too much. Then, as Melissa would be due within two weeks, she proclaimed that as she was as big as a whale she would certainly NOT be close to cameras of any kind. As Melissa would not come, then neither would Lindsay. So it would have been me, Katy and Evelyn. Only Evelyn had caught a bad flu. She was already better but...

Whatever It CostsChapter 54

Bea Loretta was born two weeks later. If Melissa was verbal while making love, she was also verbal while giving birth. I wasn't sure if I was so happy about the intimate details she shouted out about me - and what I wasn't ever going to do to her again – yelling all that out, during the childbirth. Later on, Lindsay told me the female staff had found it quite fresh and interesting, compared to the normal curses they heard. Also, they'd be very happy to see Melissa there again, as she was a...

Whatever It CostsChapter 57

A few months later, Marie was supposed to start another project that would keep her busy for a couple of months. She was not so happy about it, but she had it in her contract, and couldn't really avoid it. On the other hand, she was an actress, and she wanted to work. She was not too happy with the updated script, but those changes were made just after Peter's death, and there was not much she could do to them now. I had not told her - nor anybody else - that they wanted to see me, too,...

Whatever It CostsEpilogue

It was about a year and a half later when Marie got an award of her own: Best Supporting Actress. Unfortunately our living arrangements were not secret any more. Since the cat was out of the bag, there was no pressure any more. Marie was four months pregnant when she went on the stage to pick up her statue, and she was glowing. So was Melissa: four months pregnant and glowing. They both were so damned horny that they were wearing Lindsay and me out. Like we were complaining? This time it was...

Whatever It TakesChapter 2

When we landed in Seattle-Tacoma, I honest-to-God looked around the airport for somebody ready to hand me a return ticket to Akron, Ohio. But it didn't happen. Evidently, the Orioles hadn't managed to swing a trade for an almost-used-up professional infielder who could take my place on the roster. It was very early in the morning -- around four -- when I fell into my hotel room bed. Sleeping on the plane had proven unsatisfactory, and I was intending to skip breakfast -- and maybe lunch --...

Whatever It TakesChapter 3

Getting to Camden Yards -- even as a ticket-buying fan -- proved to be more difficult than I'd anticipated. My team had a game almost every night, and so did the Orioles. They were out of town half the time on road trips, and so were the Bowie Baysox. However, the times the Orioles were out of town and the times the Baysox were out of town didn't coincide. There was no correlation whatsoever. The schedule-makers, presumably, had a lot of complicated goals to accomplish, and avoiding...

Whatever It TakesChapter 4

I slept like a baby on Josie's couch in her nicely furnished living room. I never touched her. Not even once. Oh, sure, I thought about it, plenty. I had been genuinely sleepy when I'd finally persuaded her to let me stay overnight on her couch, but after we'd put sheets and blankets down, fluffed up a spare pillow from her hall closet, and, finally, bade each other goodnight, I found myself wide awake and more alert than was appropriate for the hour and the circumstances. So I was awake...

Whatever It TakesChapter 5

Next morning, Josie again declined my offer of a restaurant breakfast and I showered, dressed, and left her house by 9:30. She gave me a friendly little nuzzle on the way out, and I was rapidly gaining some confidence that this could be the start of something big. Neither of us said anything about the hand-on-bare-breast thing. I was pretty sure Josie must have known it had happened, but she never protested, never uttered a word about it. Nothing was said about my coming back that evening,...

Whatever It TakesChapter 8

Finally, we got our laugher. El Paso's final game in St. Paul was just what the doctor ordered. We were ahead, 11-2 in the eighth inning. Boots McDaniel had come in to pitch one inning earlier in relief of the starter, and I was sent out to open the eighth. Nobody on, nobody out. All up to me. All I had to do was avoid giving up nine or more runs. If all -- or even most things -- went well, I'd pitch two innings of harmless mop-up. What a concept! Dolly Parton knew my signals: one finger...

Whatever It TakesChapter 11

The Saints made the Northern Division playoffs against Lincoln, but on the last day of August, we lost the deciding game of the best-of-five series with the Saltdogs and my first "season" as a pitcher was over. It hadn't been so terrible. I finished the year with no wins and two losses, but that record wasn't awful for a middle reliever with zero experience. I'd eventually appeared in nine games for the Saints, and although my numbers for walks and hit batsmen were pretty atrocious,...

Whatever It TakesChapter 12

Friday night, one short week after my departure from St. Paul for the big, most-expenses-paid week with my sweetie, that little detour into paradise had become nothing but a memory, and I was back in Bill Bowman's ex-farmhouse on the outskirts of Minneapolis. But I was eager to get started. Bill and I had worked together a lot during August as the Saints' season wound down, but it had been work sessions broken up by road trips and hampered by distractions. I had been trying to follow...

Whatever It TakesChapter 15

Hernando Escobar was a stocky, swarthy man who looked every bit as old as the forty-six years Manuel, the manager, had attributed to him. But he still moved like an athlete, and his confidence was evident in everything he said or did. His handshake was strong and sincere, and he sounded as if he meant it when he told me he was looking forward to working with me. "Manuel, he has tol' me about you," he said. "About, like you don't know from peetching. He say how you need to learn ......

Whatever It TakesChapter 17

Josie and I had a very pleasant four-day mini vacation back at her place just off the Baltimore waterfront. She was almost two weeks away from heading to Ft. Lauderdale for spring training with the Orioles' big-league club, and I was planning to head down at the same time, although we wouldn't be staying in the same hotel in Florida. Too public. Maybe the BirdSports brass already knew about our little liaison, but flaunting it in Josie's employer's hotel wouldn't be intelligent. In...

Whatever It TakesChapter 18

Bill Bowman had found us a pretty upscale motel for our indefinite stay in the Tampa-St. Petersburg area. The view of Tampa Bay was gorgeous, and the appointments in the room were half a dozen cuts above what I had been accustomed to during my stint with the American Association's Saints. I must admit that some of the hotels the Naranjeros had frequented on the road hadn't been half bad! While in Mexico, I had expected the usual Motel 6 - equivalents that I had known so well throughout my...

Whatever It TakesChapter 19

At breakfast with Bill, Josie couldn't resist alluding to the remarks he had made the day before about not letting our bedroom gymnastics interfere with today's tryout. "He slept, undisturbed, for eight and a half hours," she reported. Bill caught the implication immediately. "Hmmm. I left you two twelve hours ago. What about those other three-plus hours?" Josie could only laugh. "If anybody's interested," I said, "I'm just fine this morning ... I could drop down and give you --...

Whatever Lola WantsChapter 2

“Fuck, this is incredible!” Lola screamed as she took my cock deeper inside her on every stroke and Tricia continued to lick her from behind. Lola was an animal right then, every flick and swipe of Tricia’s tongue combining with every thrust of my cock to send her into the stratosphere. She was definitely on Cloud Nine, but then again, who wouldn’t be, and she really gave back as good as she got. She bounced hungrily up and down on my pole, taking me deeper until I bottomed out repeatedly...

Whatever Lola WantsChapter 4

I awoke with a bit of a hangover, but I was far from alone, and I frankly wondered if yesterday had just been a weird dream. It was hardly a nightmare, of course, having turned out very pleasantly, to say the least. If it was a dream, one in which I had fucked my sister, Tricia, my sister’s babysitter, Lola, and my own mother, Jessica, well, why would I want to wake up anytime soon? It had been the Friday night from Heaven, if it wasn’t a dream, though, so there was that point in favor of...

Whatever Lola WantsChapter 5

“So, this is the famous Kieran I’ve heard about, then?” Mom surprised Dad in particular with her kind and friendly tone, “a pleasure to meet you, and I do mean that. I’m Jessica Vandekamp, the crazy ex Richard probably warned you about ... but I’m ... coming to my senses. Waking up to my own silliness and immaturity. I used to think that was an exclusively male condition, but I was so wrong about that, too.” “Jess, please ... call me ... Dick. I’ve come to prefer that name now. I’m glad to...

What I REALLY Wanted to Happen

Perhaps you, too, have relatives that, occasionally ‘fire your imagination’ with erotic ideas and thoughts. I had a niece who, once during a visit to my apartment, had left the bathroom door open (to this day, I don’t know if it was on purpose or not) as she was getting ready for her bath. She was seventeen and in her senior year, headed to college soon, but she had led such a sheltered life, that she had a very naïve way about her. I vividly remember her shy smile and demure expression her...

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This Was Not Supposed to Happen

Donna came into the room holding her cellphone and said to her husband, "Dear, it will have to be a raincheck on making pottery tonight. Alice called, she sounds really down." Martin Gahan was as happy as a poker player holding the nuts when his wife said she had to cancel their plans for the night. He loved spending time with his wife, but wanted to actually be the poker player holding the nuts tonight instead. His friends threw together a spur of the moment poker game for this...

Fertilization Happens

Introduction: I am living proof that, no matter how cautious and careful one tries to be with ones sex life, accidents can–and do–happen. Thats what this story is all about. * * * * * Fertilization Happens by slick_chick * * * * * This story is all about three separate sexual intercourse accidents that took place over the course of nearly two decades, while I was having an on-going intimate relationship with Ray (not his real name), who was my live-in boyfriend for many years, before he...

Fertilization Happens

Fertilization Happens by slick_chick * * * * * This story is all about three separate sexual intercourse "accidents" that took place over the course of nearly two decades, while I was having an on-going intimate relationship with Ray (not his real name), who was my live-in boyfriend for many years, before he became my husband. That first sexual intercourse accident didn't get me pregnant, but it sure scared the hell out of me and Ray both! It also led to an incredibly...

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