Dear Betsy, I have done something terrible. I'm not exactly sure how it will be terrible, but which ever way it turns out I know that terror will follow. As you know (as everyone knows by now) my reaction was purely instinctive and of course immediate. What you may not know is how much less than immediate it actually was. I knew the girl for about three mo...
Chapter 26 EvidenceCarmen's cell phone jolted awake playing A Mi Manera by the Gypsy Kings, bringing her out of a sound sleep. Groggily she reached to the nightstand for it, saw that the call was from Lauren, and that it was 5:30 a.m. "What is it? What's wrong?" she asked, panicked. "Nothing, it's okay, I'm sorry to scare you. There's nothing wrong." "Jes...
Chapter 7 Scene of the CrimeCarmen, barefoot and wearing cut-offs and an oversize Cal U. sweatshirt with the sleeves rolled up, was curled up on the couch between her mother Mercedes, and her grandmother, Abuela, when her cell phone buzzed. They were watching an episode of the Ellen DeGeneres Show Mercedes had TIVO'd. Ever since she had come to terms with h...
This is the leadup to the clothes coming off... ***** So one of our good friends is a jazz guitarist, who just had a milestone birthday (he's 50, just about my wife's and my age). He got a Friday night gig in a little bar in Fremont, just down the East Bay from where we live, and invited a bunch of his friends. We drove down, and found his lovely Korean...
Jake Hancock and I decided to sleep in the morning after an extremely strenuous evening, night and even a few interesting bouts of intimacy after midnight. I told him I thought we should both call into work this morning and delay going in until the afternoon. Then blushing I suggested, "Besides, that'll give us a chance to fuck at least one more time." He...
Chapter 15 Divided Highway "Okay, pull over here," Detective Sgt. Collins said. Lauren put on her hazard flashers and pulled off the road onto the shoulder. "Be careful getting out," Collins said. "They'll clip you." The shoulder was wide enough for Lauren's cruiser, but just barely. Collins and Carmen, who was riding in the back, carefully opened their...
Lying on his back with his legs in the air and drool dripping down his mouth, Prince Ahmed Hassan was exactly where he knew he should be. The six-foot-three, beefy young Saudi Arabian Prince stroked his eight-inch cock as his wife Princess Dhakirah Dahab worked the strap-on dildo deep into his asshole. Smiling gleefully, the plump Arab woman teased and taunt...
There should be a law or at least some social sanctions against people who sit around doing nothing but cussing and acting rude all day. Seriously. I consider it a serious breach of human etiquette. And it's all too common in the black community of Massachusetts. However, I'm not quite sure how to approach the subject with some of the ruder individuals among...
Hello, there. My name is Amy Hancock. I'm a big-booty chubby white chick living in the city of Atlanta, Georgia. A lot of people in this town seem to think I'm kind of slow and stuff but that's really not true. Not true at all. So what if I dropped out of high school and have yet to obtain my GED at the age of twenty three? I work as a waitress and you don't...
Guys, I have a problem. I have a thing for older White ladies with big butts. I don't remember exactly when I realized this, but it thoroughly creeps me out. What kind of pervert lusts after someone's grandma? Try as I might, I couldn't get rid of these forbidden sexual feelings. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Sylvester Saint-Mathieu. I wa...