To fully grasp the significant thrust of this story it is advised that you read chapters 1 and 2 of Amish Country Blues first. Enjoy! * Hannah strode the several yards from the barn to the house dragging Tommy along behind her. Her mind was searching for the emotion that seemed to be coursing just beneath the surface of her conscious mind. Was she angry, o...
I'll be honest. After all, isn't that sort of the whole point of this place? To be a place where we can finally be honest? And in all honesty, I just don't get the appeal of wanting to read about somebody's first time. To me, it's a hell of a lot more fun to read about when at least one or more has a clue beyond a general idea of what goes where. But, maybe...
Author's Note Again a Chapter of the busty Carol's adventures. Carol Blum, a married brunette 52yo and her son Scott, 18yo, have just started, in secret, an incestuous liaison, though she has not yet allowed him to go into a full sexual relationship. One evening the house is invaded by a group of four escaped convicts; one white and three black men. They...
This is a fictional account with everyone over eighteen. ************************************ I was startled awake by my cell going off on the nightstand. Reaching for it, I glanced at the screen to see Anna's name. What was she doing calling this early? I glanced at the clock to discover it was already 10:00am. "Hello," I said with a husky voice. "Hi, D...
A MILDER WEEKEND Saturday morning Lily and Randy were in bed and relaxing after a solid hour of sex. They were resting on their backs with their heads propped up on pillows. Randy was curious if his wife had anything planned that day. "Anything planned for today doll? Any visitors?" "Not really, Bobby, Mary and Rachel might stop by but nothing planned."...
Setting her suitcase down on the sidewalk, Lila Sands drew in a long, slow breath, willing herself not to panic – or pass out. Standing there for what felt like forever, anxiously biting down on her lip, she studied what appeared to be a derelict brick warehouse, a cold shiver of dread running straight up her spine, because of course she knew what stood behi...
Continuing the story of teacher Jenny and her ex-student Michael. Michael introduces Jenny to his school friends, and Jenny surprises herself with her own abilities. Chapter 6 – Meetings and Revelations As the day had gone on, I couldn't help myself, and I kept thinking about my lovely Michael and how I could hopefully impress both him and his friends...
O’Grady’s was a young people’s bar on the near north side of Chicago. You could enter from the alley or the street; the bar itself ran almost the entire length of the room ending in a long ‘J.’ I sat at the end of the ‘J’ where I had equal opportunity to observe who entered from either entrance. I sipped my beer that early Friday evening; the crowd would sta...
The plan was simple. Hop the fence in the southwest corner of the property, move through the trees to the tall bushes along the side of the house, pick the lock on the side door just off the laundry room, and disable the alarm. Advance to the second door passed the kitchen, the safe is located in the wall behind a framed, signed, personal letter from John F....
"It may be a perverted taste, but I love prostitution, and for itself, too, quite apart from its carnal aspects ... The idea of prostitution is a meeting place of so many elements - lust, bitterness, complete absence of human contact, muscular frenzy, the clink of gold - that to peer into it makes one reel. One learns so many things in a brothel, and feels s...