My working name is Chyna. And it's not that sort of work! I'm a model. I've just come home from several years in Europe, mostly in the east. I did a lot of magazine and catalogue work there. I made some money but did not end up with a well known face. I came home because it was time. I loved working there but I also wanted a change. At the moment I'm studyi...
Thailand, Summer of 2006 This stand-alone story covers the some highlights of Dara's first few weeks in Bangkok with her new husband. Reading the other "Dara..." stories is suggested but not required. For the convenience of those who read the other stories, the chapters are numbered sequentially. Dara has lived all her life in a poor rural setting without...
This has taken me longer to write than I thought, mainly because it kept getting longer. Hope you like. All participants over eighteen (well over in one case!) --- I was stood in front of the little dustcart, watching some of the participants of the 'walk for life' as they walked around. The 'walk for life' was a twenty-four hour charity thing and the coun...
This story follows "One Wild Night in Beverly Hills" which takes place in October. All of the characters in this story are nineteen years of age or older. Most of them are well over twenty five. All are of the age of consent in the states of California and Nevada where this story takes place. As you will recall, my wife was killed in an automobile acciden...
**All teens in this story are the legal age of consent.** ***** Billy made sure to stay in highly populated areas where Holly and her friends wouldn't be able to easily get to him without being seen by teachers and security. Nothing happened in the early parts of his day bolstering his ego a tiny bit bringing a little bit of ease to his day. He shared an a...
The idea for the album It starts with small steps for most couples, just as it did for us. I think my wife took the first step, but she denies it. I will only admit to being a full and eager participant. We had great sex that night. At least, that's what I thought. So, mostly as a joke, I asked her if that wasn't the best sex she had ever had or could im...
My first meeting with Brady could not have gone better. Of course, I needed it to go well. All of my young boys have carried the risk that I would be exposed or that they would react badly and spread stories about me. Its one thing to be a young woman and have people talking about you as a slut. But now I have family and a business. Older guys, at least the...
It had been almost two weeks since I had spent the night at J's. The last time J had been awakened by her roommate screaming as I fucked her in the bathroom. J didn't necessarily care, but a few days later, she admitted to fucking a random guy she picked up from a bar because I wasn't around. She blamed her high libido, and every day since I had made sure I...
April gave me a few minutes to catch my breath and for my tears to subside. When I had finally stopped sobbing, she held up a handcuff key where I could see it and said, "For your second punishment, I need you to turn around and face me. If I unchain you from the wall, will you turn around and allow me to chain your wrists to the wall again?" What an impos...
Walking past the open doorway to her daughter Susie's bedroom, Mrs. Hanson had to stop and do a double take at what she saw. Her just-turned-eighteen daughter Susie was standing in front of her full-length mirror clad in one of her skimpy demi-bra's, a simple pair of white cotton panties, and her white knee socks; Susie must have just come home from cheerlea...