Mrs. B., as Josh called Mrs. Borden, looked incredible. The successful businesswoman had just gotten home from work and was making dinner for her granddaughter Julia and Josh, Julia's boyfriend. They would often come to the older, divorced woman's house to keep her company. Julia and Mrs. B. were close, and similar in their athletic beauty. And try as he...
So what do you do when the girl you've just fucked is babbling in German, oblivious to your presence and the moment is growing long and awkward? Don't answer that, Bats, because your answer would probably haunt my nightmares. My response was a quick peck on the cheek, the promise to call her and a prompt exit stage right. She was a sweet girl, but I was afra...
"Granny Babette, I swear, this porno magazine isn't mine," Lucien Augustin said, and the big and tall young Haitian man looked at the tall, curvy older Black woman with a rather sheepish grin. Lucien Augustin, a first-year student at Algonquin College, had been attending the same predominantly Black church in Vanier, Ontario, his whole life. He was well acqu...
"After being left on the road by Meghan and Sophie, princess was caught by Cindy and her companions. Zoe, apparently the leader in the group, had informed sissy that she could get back to Sophie and Meghan if she pledged the sorority and joined with honor. If she chooses not to pledge, they would drive her to the other end of town and leave her there in her...
THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READING ONLY ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sometimes liberating a city can quickly lead to some very liberated behavior . . . ------------------------------------------------------------------------- They say that Brussels is a dull city nowadays, full of Euro community bureaucr...
NOTE: This is one of the ongoing chapters of me growing up in the Midwest in the late spring and early summer of 1971 before moving to AZ to live with my grandmother and attend college. All persons in this and any of my stories are of at least 18 years of age and the names have been changed to protect the innocent. These chapters cover the times that I w...
THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READING ONLY ----------------------------------------------- Liberating a city can quickly lead to some very liberated behavior . . . ----------------------------------------------- They say that Brussels is a dull city nowadays, full of Euro community bureaucrats. Well, I don't know about that, it's been a long time sin...
Author's Note: Sorry it's taken me a while to get this chapter up and running, I messed my back up a long time ago and every now and then it decides it needs a vacation. So it means stuck in bed with pain pills and muscle relaxers. It doesn't help when you share that bed with a 10 month old puppy of pit bull blood, that thinks my husband and I are it's pare...
Prologue 1969 A Funeral Anjelica Harris narrates I was late. I had flown in direct from Washington DC, leaving at first light and landed in Conrad, MT, mid morning. I called a cab which got me to the church, which was completely packed, standing room only, every single seat taken. That was only to be expected, of course, Joe Harris was always the most po...
It was late Saturday afternoon having nothing better to do, I went to the mall. While I was wandering around, I happened to notice the display window of the Naughty Nighty Boutique. What caught my eye was the extreme detailing on the life like mannequins. Their perky breasts the tips of their nipples even their pussy mounds and the cracks between the cheeks...