For anybody who's interested, the book referred to in this section of my tales is: CHAOS: Making A New Science, by James Gleick , published in 1987/1988, and the specific information on The Butterfly Effect is on pp. 11-31. ***** Summer waned into Fall, which, in Southern California, was hardly noticeable. In early winter, with only 49 cums left before I c...
Dedicated to all the sweet women out there married to guys who cant fuck worth shit. Chapter 1: BBD + BBC = a happy white wife As she cruised down the highway in her $100 000, customized 2006 BMW M6, 35 year old Pam was in a very suppressed mood. She was having a heated discussion with Jessica, her best friend. Jess was in a very good mood. She was all ji...
He sat cross legged in the corner of the room with a pensive look as he fiddled the paper in his slender fingers, reminding me of a child who has been sent to the corner for timeout. His fingers stilled as he peered up to catch my eye. I was gazing into the depth of the sea. He stared at me from the top of his square black framed glasses, "Hey." he greeted a...
"Gooood," Miss Gallica cooed, and Lilra's eyelashes fluttered as waves of soft, gentle, sweet pleasure wafted over her. She almost swooned, but the hand stroking her hair kept her upright, eagerly leaning upwards into the touch. "So easy to drift into my eyes. Into my touch. Such a sweet, silly girl, aren't you? Just my adorable silly thing. You're going to...
Norton's wife had attractive but hard features although they were of the sort many men find sexually arousing. She didn't speak at first but stared at me with a smirk that said 'I'm going to dominate you'. Well there was nothing I could do to prevent that! Stood, stained and almost naked, my wrists shackled, arms outstretched I was helpless. For a split seco...
"White Wedding" "It's a Nice Day to Start Again..." By Chloe Tzang © 2019 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a totally immoral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the u...
"What the fuck was that about?" Kassidy yelled into her phone before even saying 'Hello'. "I just wanted to see what the competition was like and I'm not worried," Sean said casually despite her tone. "Competition? Competition! Sean, what the hell are you talking about?" Kassidy asked, staring at her phone in utter disbelief. "Kassidy, I want to be with y...
The short buzz finally came. Picking up the phone, I smiled at the announcement. "Kelly Stewart is here." "Thanks Mary. Tell her to come in, then you can lock up and go." I busied my hands with the paper work in front of me, glancing up as the door opened. "You're late." "I-I'm sorry. I had trouble finding a cab." I looked at her then, absorbing my goo...
Filling out the application he was afraid to use his real name and because he didn't have the first clue on how to spell anonymous he simply tried to abbreviate writing in the letters A -- n -- n -- y . He continued filling in a phony address, phone number, social security number, but after all the identifying information he basically filled out the...
Looking off my back deck I can see a group of teenage girls congregating in the Johnson's backyard. They are all wearing bikini tops and cutoff jeans. Some of the jeans are cut high across some lovely ass cheeks or cut straight up to the side to the waist. I assume they have bikini bottoms underneath. It is hot today, a humid 92 degrees. The kind of day one...