Chapter Sixteen As the train carrying Marie pulled out of the station on its way south, Cassie was arriving home. She had a headache and had left early since she had no appointments that afternoon. Zak was out at his new job. It was badly paid, but he had explained to her that he had been made redundant from his well paid job with a music agency, and that...
The dryer in the photo-lab ejected her shoot the next day and Cassie studied the results of her night's work. There hadn't been many erections in her life but the message her mouth had received was that they came in a surprisingly satisfying variety of lengths and girths. She spread her shoot out on the table and considered what Scotty had contributed to her...
This story is the second in a series. While it is hoped that this story can enjoyably be read alone, reading the initial Brookhaven Inn story will provide context and background. This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. ***** The impromptu strip which Cassie and I performed at...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person are coincidental and unintended. This is the second story in a series. You should read the initial chapter of The Second Generation because this chapter story picks up where the prior one ended. Comments on this story, both favorable and unfavorable, a...
Chapter 1 A Pose in Revealing Clothes Cassie Jansen could scarcely believe that anyone could hold a pose for so long, or that a professor might show so much of herself in class. It was getting late in the day. On any other Friday afternoon, many a student might watch the clock out of impatience to enjoy the weekend. A more studious pupil might feel press...
It's been more than a few days since my "Birthday Beach Bang", but I find myself replaying it over and over in my mind. More than once I have awakened perspiring, with my sheets in disarray. I've been reliving that grand adventure in my dreams almost every night. I suppose that my friend Cassie asking me about it almost every day at work might have something...
Magnus watched Cassie as she brought the foil covered casserole dish into his kitchen. Her breasts fought against the straining fabric of her snug fitting, black turtle neck sweater and he wondered how she could have possibly gotten the small waist of her jeans over the roundness of her hips; let alone the ample bottom that he had craved since he left her la...
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Hamilton," said Cassie, walking into the classroom after the final bell. "Yes," Mr. Hamilton replied, looking up from his desk and setting down his pen. "Close the door." Cassie closed the door to the principal's office and walked to the chair across from Mr. Hamilton at his desk. Mr. Hamilton stared at her in her white button do...
Thanks to everyone for their feedback on the previous chapters, with a special thank-you to my real-life editor. Remaining errors, if any, are mine. Reading the chapters of this story in order is highly recommended. All geek culture references are properties of their original copyright holders. ***** Jenny woke up at six o'clock in the morning, and could n...
A round of thank yous to everyone that has enjoyed voted positively for and added encouraging comments and suggestions to the previous chapters. A few of you have some great ideas and helped push me to continue. Thank you. This chapter marks the beginning of the next phase of the story. We're leaving Donnie behind for now to focus on his cousin Cassandra....