Peace Corps Aid Station Senegal Africa The sounds of gunfire and explosions rock the make shift Aid station dropping debris on the frightened patients and staff that remain inside. "It's getting closer Justin," Michelle Ripley states while looking up the lone dirt that leads out of the station. Justin Busfield stands at her side looking worried. The Pea...
I would like to thank Techsan for his patience and proof reading. His editing skills were invaluable. * Chapter One: Jamaica The clear azure waters were placid as the old weathered trawler lay anchored just off the north side of Jamaica, close to 13 miles northeast of Montego Bay. The current slowly drifted past the worn boat as an incredibly thin black y...
The Talk Allen was a quiet, easy going person who seems to get along with almost everybody. He is average in nearly every way possible. He does not seem to have any fat on him. He is also not overly muscular. He is now 44 years old. His job on the surface is a security consultant. What he does is a lot more complicated. He is right at home at either a corpo...
Ned, the Total Woman Academy Coach Tutor Emeritus, looked out the window of the G280 Gulfstream as the gaps in the billowy clouds peeked through with vistas of the passing ground below. He had just completed a multiday transfer recruitment and a special coed evaluation assessment last week. Though Ned was still in good shape for a middle aged man, the youn...
3 months after the initial party that Judith "hosted" for her friends, she and her husband Matt were still very much involved in incest with her sister Ruth, who was also helping Judith satisfy their father. Matt was also regularly fucking Samantha, Mallory, and, of course, his mother-in-law. However, as much as she liked fucking Matt and didn't want to st...
Written from the inspiration of experiences and friends, this fantasy is for reading pleasure and enlightenment. Any resemblace to actual persons or activities is coincidental. Caren's Journey She held her small fingers at the waistband of her soft jeans. They rode low on her slender hips, under the slight swell of her belly. Her breath came in short gasps...
GETTING TO AMP II - THE LAST WALK Winter 09 Sunday of the weekend that Nancy had to decide whether she would be an amputee or a woman with a short leg for the rest of her life began much like the day before had ended. She was on the computer with her right leg bound up in simulation of the amputation she had decided to have when Brett sauntered into the stu...
Early the next morning we had breakfast with Grandpa, and the rest of the family. Judge Mitchell showed up at the stables as we were hitching the mules to the wagons. "Clay, I need to speak to you before you leave. Do you have a minute?" he asked. Going over to him, I said, "Sure, Judge. We was just getting ready to go. What can I do for you this morning?...
So after months of silence, I am now firmly back in bed with Jake and Sammie as it were! Hmmmm, threesomes... there's an idea :) Originally this was going to be about 4 chapters culminating in what I hoped would be a hot, sweaty bout of sweet loving. Somewhere along the lines I found I quite liked the characters and am now in the midst of the most prolonged...
Mark couldn't wait to get home to Delialah. His sweet little blonde angel of 18 always helped him unwind after a long hard day of work at the construction site. As he got into his pick up truck to make the 15 minute drive home, he thought of her. She was 5'3 and 120 pounds. She had short blonde hair that was almost always in pony tails. Her milky white sk...