They slept in, did Trish and Jil, and did not leave their hotel until around noon. The two of them finally dragged their well-fucked and eaten pussies from Joan's house around three that morning. So, yeah, they slept in... "Something's bothering you, Trish, I can tell," Jil finally said after almost an hour on the road with little in the way of conversation...
"Going my way, good looking?" Trish teasingly said as Jil climbed into the passenger seat after throwing her back pack onto the rear seat of Trish's car. "I'll go any way you want me to go, ma'am," Jil replied back in a mock-submissive voice. "Good to see ya, kiddo," Trish said with honesty. "Yeah, you too...I couldn't wait for you to call," Jil replied,...
"You look a bit bummed, sugar," I said to her as I wiped the bar in front of her 'space' and removed her empty shot glass, then pouring the rest of her beer into her glass. "Can't hide the obvious, I guess," she replied with a bit of a sad smile on her otherwise very cute face. "Well sweetie, once you accept the fact that 98% of all men are blatant asshole...
Lisa sipped her strawberry daiquiri amid the raucous pub and glanced at her watch realizing she had been waiting patiently among the loud partying spring breakers for almost an hour. She stared at her half empty glass with a somber dejected look and stepped off the bar stool. She made her way over to the front where the Hawaiian shirt bartenders served vario...
"I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus..." These familiar holiday lyrics, sung by a Caribbean reggae singer, sounded so amazing that I couldn't imagine listening to anything else at that moment. I decided to take a break from mingling and take it all in. High above myself and the other holiday partygoers, the atrium ceiling lit up with the shine of hundreds of ti...
The next couple of weeks consisted mostly of grooming and riding. Maggie met a guy and started hanging out with him rather than working for Jolene. That meant I got twice as much work along with more riding time. Jolene would come out and talk with me more than when Maggie was around. I found out she'd inherited her home from her parents; she had a busines...
Christine Malone was conducting a meeting of her executive team in her corner office. As the President of Malone Financial, she led a prestigious financial services organization that had been founded seventy three years ago by her grandfather. After her father stepped aside two years ago, Christine took the reins of one of the largest privately-held financia...
I entered the house and called out "Hello?! I'm here!" I set my bag on the floor by the door, bending to pet the kitty squad that greeted me in lieu of my friend's absence, I said "Hi Broley." He meowed his greeting, rather pleased with himself at being first to get attention, and twisted himself between my legs while the others jostled for prime petting p...
"Why do we have to join a sorority, anyway?" Lisa whined to her friend. "They do mean things like hitting pledges with paddles, isn't that right? Shelly told me it was all very humiliating!" "Yes," responded Lori, "but Shelly was a Zeta-Gamma. You and I are pledging Phi Kappa Alpha, which is exclusively for female athletes, so I seriously doubt we'll have t...
Fleur's story. Hi there. I guess by now you'll have read what the others have written, and you'll know who I am. Can I just say that I totally recognise the old me from the last story. I don't think it's a very flattering portrait of me but its where I was and who I was at the time. A bit of a party animal, always up for a good time. I've changed since then...