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Sheridan carefully backed her car out of the parking space at the grocery store, when a car cam hurtling around the corner at breakneck speed. The crash of metal made Sheridan's skin crawl. She opened the door and shakily climbed out. She wasn't hurt, just startled. A man was climbing out of the Mustang that had just crushed the back end of her car. "What...
This tale doesn't end the telling of Randy's story, it's just the ending. There are more tales to be told, I just feel the need to let this rest a bit first. Other things on my mind. Once again it was time to move on. As Randy drove east on I-90 in central Montana he was reflecting back on all the women he had known over the last 40 plus years since he lost...
One half bottle of vodka and two strong anti-depressants later he was ready to go. He checked his sway form in the mirror, for not a very tall man he commanded a very strong presence. This is the kind of man you notice when he walks in a room, with the black hair, gray eyes and classical good looks he knows that he draws most women's eyes. "Not as good as I...
Helena woke up at Midnight. Her head swiveled to the window, and her eyes zoomed on her clock. Sweet. She was officially 18 years old. She had been told for a month or more now that she was getting a unique, once in a lifetime gift. She had no clue what it was going to be but she wanted to enjoy every moment of today. She had a party planned but never could...
The woman in the yellow dress blurred, as if she stood in two poses at once. She vanished and a moment later appeared on a balcony. Her hair, now unbound, streamed on the wind. So it had been for weeks. Wim would catch a glimpse of her on the Last Wall, then she would reappear in another place on it or vanish entirely, always as if there was some trick of t...
"Holy shit." Mick thought to himself as he stared at Lorna French's living room, stacked high with moving boxes. "How the hell did I get roped into this." He knew very well how. Since the first day Lorna had moved in next door, he had been attracted to her. Often he had watched her in the back garden, dressed in those short shorts and bikini top. Her petit...
"So" you sighed into my ear. "How did you enjoy your night of being just an object for others' pleasure?" I tried to look suitably offended. "I had plenty of my own pleasure" I said without conviction. You knew damn well that after more than 8 hours of teasing I was ready to burst. "Well then you won't mind pleasing me for a while" you smiled back. Then l...
“Oh fuck yeah, right there....” the blonde moaned loudly, her back arching off the silk sheets she was squirming on. Her fists balled up beside her, grabbing handfuls of the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her body jolted with each rocking slam it received, her snatch slurping up the 9 inch cock that was speeding up in her cunt, her cum soaked c...
About July 26 it always got really old. Especially on a Saturday. Every summer on the ride home, as they came down the track through Walpole he just got this feeling that 'hell, school is out and I should be on vacation.' Not some dumb, squeeze-it-in vacation, three days worrying about all the shit still happening at work, another three at the end worrying a...