Lance thought he was content with his minimum wage night shift job at the gas station, living in the small shed-turned-house behind his grandmother's home. It was small, cozy, and his blackout curtains afforded him optimal privacy. His grandmother didn't make him pay rent and hardly ever bothered him. Mostly because they lived in Arizona, and the hot summer...
Interesting crowd of people assembled. Anne made a mental note to come back one night when she hadn't any plans. She filled the empty stool next to a couple of bickering lesbians and ordered a beer after being told it would be another ten minutes for the lasagna dinner she'd phoned in. The elfin mulatto girl, with the long braids, platinum jewelry and a gauz...
"When I count to three you will awake, feel wonderful and you'll be ready to begin," I said softly. "One, two, three!" She lifted her head, blinked, then carefully looked around. She didn't see me or her surroundings. In her mind I wasn't there and the room was somewhere other than my study. Idly I marveled at the wonders of Hypnosis. Mrs. Ruth Claypool was...
* * * * * (This story is read by Bamagirl (Deb), Thanks Deb) Click Here to listen to Bamagirl read the story. (20 min/RealMedia) You need the free Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * They run through the cornfields darting and sprinting. Dodging each other's grabs and playful slaps. Sue Ann, "Squealed," as Luke grazed her arm with a diving gras...
If I could blame anyone for this nightmare of a holiday, it would be Jennifer Hale and my grandma. Now, you may wonder why an acclaimed voice actress would take time out of her Christmas schedule to ensure that my holiday was spent getting thoroughly fucked. Well, that's just the thing. She didn't. For those of you who have never played the seminal classic...
Welcome back to the story! Read the previous chapters if you haven't, unless you don't want to. Be advised there is freaky body-swapping sex in this story. Everyone doing sex in the story is at least eighteen years old. Special thanks to icedragonmo3 for excellent beta-reading and proofing. Any mistakes are my own doing. * * * * * SWITCHED CHAPTER 5: FRO...
Waking up sometime later and remembering everything Grandma told me I was still exhausted and overwhelmed as I made my way into shower and dress. I opted for basic day wear clothing donning jeans and a light pink sweatshirt over my matching beige panty and bra, wearing no hosiery or socks as I slid into some straw colored canvas espadrilles giving me a littl...
I was twenty-eight when my Grandma Pearl passed away. I still remember every moment of that call. I knew immediately it was bad news. My great Aunt Mary didn’t make many phone calls. “Emily, are you sitting down?” Aunt Mary said. “I don’t know how to tell you this. It’s your Grandma Pearl. She died today.” I didn’t cry then, or at the funeral, or even in...
An account of the early life when Don got married and lived under Pa and Grandpa's roof. My Baptist Life - Don Brown There was a lot of activity in the Brown homestead in the late 40s early 50s as 3 healthy children were born to Jacob and Janet Brown. I was in the middle so had plenty of female support growing up, sometimes painful but always loving. We...
I have been out of college for almost four years now. After graduating at the top of my class and having saved so much money, I opened up my own computer service business. I did some repairs and installations of new units. My main goal was still teaching. I was afraid to apply in case the solicitation charge showed up again. The summer teaching job I lost du...