I grew up in a fair size town in southern Georgia until I moved and went to college. My father was and still is a Baptist preacher. He would probably die of a heart attack if he knew half the things I did while I grew up and am still doing. I listened and behaved as a young kid but I became more stubborn and independent when I became a teenager. I wanted...
So, my name is Chris Mercer and if there was a phrase you could use to describe me, it would most likely have been "nice guy" before yesterday. I was the kid that held the door open for people I didn't know, always smiled at people as I walked by, wishing them a nice day. Yesterday was without a doubt the best day of my life, and also changed everything I ju...
Summer began with a flurry of activity as Billy graduated from high school and attended a number of obligatory parties before settling into long, slow days of boredom. He had always dreaded summers because of the absence of his friends as everyone scattered to go on vacation while he generally sat around and did nothing. This summer, the last before Billy...
I don't make a lot of money. It doesn't matter, it's Laila's money anyway. This time she's spending it in Baltimore. Laila enjoys Fells Point, shopping, drinking, but mostly teasing unwitting husbands and boyfriends with the tops of her stockings or the lace on her bra. But that's not this story. We were staying at a small bed & breakfast. After returning...
I hitch-hiked alone to an outdoors Allman Brothers concert in Atlanta and wound up sitting next to and passing my pipe back and forth with what appeared to be three sisters, lovely young things very close in age. As Duane Allman and Dicky Betts were trading guitar licks as only they could, I could not take my eyes off these girls--classic hippy chicks weari...
Usually I go into the bookstore down the block around three-thirty to four o'clock on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, and then sometimes again from around nine until a little after noon on Saturdays. It's a quiet place. The owner, Anson Martin, greets me and keeps me up to date on new literature in my field, which is medieval history. He's usually there on...
When Mrs. Foster, Megan I later found out, opened the front door and entered the living room, all activity froze until the room resembled something akin to an obscene diorama created by a demented child, who had read some pornography for his book report. Her highly attractive facial features immediately flushed a deep pink. She had curly blonde hair that...
Well, that was quite an inaugural day of college, wouldn't you say? Haha! You'll hear some more later about me and Eric. The next day after classes, we (Kristine, Nicole, and me) all went down to the mall to windowshop. Actually they went down to windowshop, I went down to shoplift. There, I admitted it. Take me away, officer. It's not an excuse, but my pa...
Evening had taken hold over Diane's bedroom, blacker than ink. There was no light to be seen, only the faint glow of a security camera's LED piercing through. And even that was weak, barely putting up a fight as night concealed everything. The evening shadows hid Diane's body as her pussy lips parted of their own volition, black liquid streaming out from her...
When I got home last Monday the house was empty. My husband left last night to do a week long trip to England. He is working out a new project plan for one of his customers located in London. I am looking forward to the new project. It should give me a chance to spend a few weeks over there and I know his customer Eric has been planning to have me do some wo...