Chapter 2: The Met I awoke about 10 o'clock to the smell of bacon and eggs and went into the kitchen to find her busy cooking breakfast in her robe. We were both starved and wolfed down the food and were having a third cup of coffee when she asked what plans I had for them today, if any. I told her that I hadn't really thought about it yet and asked if she...
Oh! Hi! I thought there weren't nobody down here. You looking at the river? I likes to do that too. It's so pretty to look at, 'specially from that rock where you're a-settin'. I was just takin' a rest from my mornin' chores and thought I'd kind o' take a walk down here. Nice an' warm t'day, not too airish. Is that yer big black shiny car on the side of the...
The air is crisp, and clean outside; it smells like what the commercials only wish their soap could smell like. It's what they oughtta smell like... The sprinklers are whirring rapid shots of water over the lush thick of blue-green under moonlight. Soft lamps reflect off of puddles and wet sidewalk, and everything seems so serene. I don't belong here, but i...
o-o-o-o-o-o Warning: There is no explicit sex in this chapter. There is, however, plenty of talk and character development. o-o-o-o-o-o AN: Welcome back to TJoTH, my lovelies! After the downright pornographic previous chapter we will now take a small break in LO's training to instead delve into her, and Adrian's, personality and psyche. This is a shor...
As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains, I saw Captain Farrell. He was smoking his pipe, his purse full of coins hanging off his belt. My eyes glittering, I went up to him, and said, "Good morning, Captain, fancy meeting you here." "Molly," he said, looking me square in the bosom, "I didn't expect to see you here, and so early. What brings you out...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) (o )( o) He didn't see Ms. Largeness the next day. He didn't have her class that day. Rumor had it that she had called out sick. And nothing else happened either. Well, except that Barb Fulman snuggled up to him during a class change and while pressing...
Prologue: On her first visit to Sir Stephen, O had disobeyed a direct order from him. In the morning when she awoke she was shown a note from him. " Rene called to say he would pick you up at six pm. The whip is for your next visit". " The Story of O" page 89 The Summons It was an ominous feeling. At Roissy the whipping had been delivered at the whim of t...
Chapter 21 Ménage I got to start the game the next morning against the Parkland Rangers. They had finished in the top five last year, but weren't quite as good this time around. They did have a sophomore who could throw the ball, but he had pitched the day before and thrown a two-hitter. My opponent today didn't have near his velocity, relying mostly on a...
O left Baby Girl's bed at sunrise; he left just a note on the pillow. Baby Girl woke up and rolled over in bed. A stab of shock and fear ripped through her chest as she realized that she was alone. They had only been together a few blissful weeks; had she been abandoned already? There was a note on the pillow. She opened it with dread, expecting a goodbye l...
(Author's notes: This is Chapter 2 of a continuous story. It won't completely make sense without reading Chapter 1 first.) : : : : : H O L L Y : : : The next day was wonderful, but exhausting. We got another early start and headed up California route 1, one of the prettiest scenic roads I've ever seen. Shannon noticed some large rocks, with the ocean surf...