JEN: A GIRL, A CAR, A ROAD: GETTING HER KICKS ON ROUTE 66 © CHAPTER 2 Bloomington [This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not totally conform to reality. With the exception of the historical places and people, all oth...
As Miss Lucy plies the safety razor over the next girl – a skinny crack whore named Elsa Engels who has about as much sex appeal as a stick insect – her thoughts are still with Clare Davenport. She hadn't really intended that Clare should cum, judging that Clare was more likely to turn up in the sick bay if she was still suffering months of frustration. But...
This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery. They only LIMIT slavery to punishment for crimes. In other words, the Constitution...
With again several very hot suggestions from Dalhia 57 * The second term at Birmingham University was coming to its end. Naina was busy preparing her economy exams. She was entering into her fourth month of pregnancy and it started showing. For the time being, she could still pretend food in England was richer than in India but she wouldn't fool her school...
From the instant Dan Childress returned to the examination room with Allan's patient file clutched in his hand, Allan knew the news would be bad. He gripped the edges of the exam table and braced himself as best he could. Childress slouched into the metal chair at the other side of the room and released a weary sigh. "It's you, Allan." Allan nodded. "I tho...
Rebecca has barely recovered her breath when a car slows down, continues hesitantly some yards past her, and stops. She hastens towards it and finds the driver leaning over, opening the passenger door. "Do you want a lift?" he asks. She stifles an impulse to remark that that would seem obvious, and takes in a clean, clutter-free interior, and a man in his...
The seventy one year old man set down his coffee cup and opened the garage door. He was greeted by the bright desert sun which filled the garage with light. A warm smile appeared on his face as he looked down on her. The object of his affection was a motorcycle, but she was no ordinary bike. She was a 1950 Vincent Black Shadow. The man had found her while...
This story will stand alone, but to see where the driving force behind this dark tale comes from you need to at least read the intro to The Dark Trilogy (1). +++++++++++++++++++++ I found out strictly by accident. My boss had been in an automobile accident and his car had to be towed. He called me and asked me to come pick him up. As he was climbing into m...
From the city centre, having no better plan, Rebecca takes the underground to an area she's heard one of the girls who had worked for her mother speak of. Her first task is to find a room and, after scouting around, she enters a high building which bears the sign 'Rooms to Let'. On the counter of a dingy lobby rests a bell. She rings it, and an elderly woman...
At around the time Tina Dukes was being inducted by Miss Bulstrode into the gentle ways of Hazely Reform School, another new girl arrived. Her name was Karen Frayn. The reason for her eighteen month sentence is that whilst driving her new Porsche Boxter with approximately 240 milligrams of alcohol in her blood, she mounted the pavement and ran into a pedestr...