(This will make more sense if you read the first chapter, but honestly, you seem like a bright person and should be able to figure out what is going on with very little effort.) * It took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts after Yvette's incredible blow job. I resumed my quest for the bathroom, and after opening only two doors I found it. After relievi...
Previously: In part 1, Candy had learned of Sara's "special secret" as they showered after working out. Later in part 2, they had gone to Candy's house, where playtime continued in Candy's bedroom. ----------- Sara jumped out of bed, and stood at the side of it, looking down at me. I lay back, still enjoying the afterglow. With my fingers, I absently rubbe...
If you care to learn more about me as the writer of this or any of my true stories, you can try reading the "Background" portion of my first submission titled "My Neighbor Jessica." On this story, I will skip that portion, although I think it is important to know how my upbringing contributed to the personality, character and esteem of my adulthood. You migh...
"You should be ashamed of yourself." The little girls room suddenly grew up. Paige Turner having just tinkled, looked up from washing her hands. In the mirror she spots the only other girl in the room. Behind her stood the one person to ever be bold enough to speak up over her behavior of late. At least Paige presumed that was what this was all about. "Hi...
PREPARING FOR A GUEST Poor Jeremy, Kristen thought as she pulled the freshly laundered sheets from the dryer. She walked down the hall with them bundled in her arms toward the guest room. With the kids away at camp she was taking advantage of the uninterrupted days to get caught up on housework and projects. That was, until, her husband's best friend had ca...
Blame it on a momentary lapse of sanity. She certainly didn't belong in a place like this. Sitting at the bar with both hands wrapped tightly around a long island ice tea that she barely touched, Kayla regretted every stale cigarette smoke choked breath she took. When a sideways glance to her left revealed the disappearance of the friend she never should hav...
Lilo knew something was up. Hazel said, "We need to talk. But not at the office." She was coming over. She was already 15 minutes late and Lilo was starting to worry. Hazel could be a bitch one moment and her best friend the next. She never knew what to expect. The door opened. Hazel hadn't bothered to knock. She walked in carrying a small brown paper bag....
Saint Valentine's Day Massacre The love story behind the Saint Valentine's Day Massacre. Always suspected that it was Al Capone behind the Saint Valentine's Day Massacre, it was never proven and, although he admitted to it in private to his boys, he never confessed the crime to the police. On Valentine's Day, February 14, 1929, seven men were shot in the b...
Morning already. I know I have to get up, but I went to bed late and I'm still tired. My oldest came home for a visit and brought a friend with him, so we were up late talking. He's a nice guy and good looking for 21. I really am not in the mood to deal with the kids. Maybe I'll just lie here a little longer. Damn, I need the bathroom, so I guess I'm getting...
It was the end of Slave Cathy's on-line "training" with her Master. It seemed strange to her to refer to him as her Master, because she had never even played with the idea of being a slave to anyone. Sex slaves were in movies and in the trashy novels she read. They were not real and, certainly, SHE would never be one. She had never met him in person. In fac...