"Hey Major Christen." I looked up as I heard my name, and tried not to grin as I saw the two girls waving at me. I was sitting in the BX food court eating an ice cream cone on my lunch break, just relaxing, and I waved back to them. They walked over and I took the time to look at the two of them. I figured they either had the day off or were working a nig...
This is a sleazy fuck parody... It's not real. Judge Jeanine Pirro had started teaching law in college. She had a pretty calm and respectful class, except for one student. A tall, thin blonde with long straight blonde hair, long smooth legs and a great rack... Ann Coulter. Ann was a stuck up, know it all, who thought she knew way more about the legal system...
It had been a rough few weeks. The girl he'd been seeing had left him just as exams hit. It had hit him pretty hard and at the end of it all he was tense, tired and stressed. To de stress and get back in the game he suited up and with his best mate went drinking. Jack's big frame filled his shirt, tight around his big arms and shoulders. Throughout uni he we...
Chapter 3 Randy finally broke the embrace and kissed Lisa on her forehead in a friendly way. He then looked down at Lisa a moment too late to notice her disappointment. She just smiled and said goodbye. Randy closed the door behind her and felt a sudden relief. This night had already been an emotional roller coaster and he didn't need to add another loo...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. My e-Mail addresses are at: mean.blackjack(@)yahoo.co.uk If you remove the parenthesis from the @ symbol it'll get through! You can also get me via the CONTACT tab on my profile. Again, remov...
Fake Breasts or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love My Body Fake breasts, they're everywhere. They're in girly magazines, movies, on the streets and in our homes. In the last decade we have been inundated with these ugly, gravity defying, unnatural attachments to the female form, and this blitz of ballooning busts seems unlikely to peter out in the nea...
Honey, we really need to talk about your selfishness. Here I am, your girlfriend, a hot yoga instructor from Europe, 165 cm, 56 kg, fake D tits, fake nails, fake eyelashes... and I haven't been talking to you since yesterday evening. I'm sure you will figure out soon why I'm mad at you. It's so obvious to me. If you can't figure it out soon, then I will de...
A quiet night at home, a few beers, feet up in front of the ball game on TV. The perfect midweek evening. The game was just starting when the phone rang. Damn. It was Kate. "Hi David, what are up to? Hope I haven't interrupted one of your photoshoots." "Nah, just relaxing here alone in front of the TV." "Can I come over?" "Um, yeah OK," I said. "A...
"Wow. You two look fantastic." Jardin Découpage and Debbie Romani turned to the speaker, both of them smiling when they saw their agent's daughter and fellow model, Charlene Nicholson stood in the doorway, her hands behind her back. Though she wore a simple pair of jeans and a T-shirt, she still managed to exude a raw sexuality that the two models couldn't...
Authors Note: This is chapter two of a story based on a request that I received from a young woman who claims to be a slut controlled by a woman at her father's auto dealership. She provided me with information that dates back to her high school senior year when she first discovered that she would be a slut forever. I embellished the story based on her state...