Summer 1970 in my old neighborhood. A story partly based in fact, and the rest.... 1) Thirty eight years old but she felt like she was fifty, Rose Blaine thought as she looked out the front window of her nondescript house. The house was as bland as her life, as plain as she was. Rose had been married for seventeen years to Henry, a long haul trucker who...
"What makes a good girl?" Rose's mother asked as they stood by the front door of her childhood house for the last time. "Obedience, enthusiasm, friendliness, appearance," Rose recited as she and every other girl had recited every day of their life. It was seconds until Rose turned 18 and when she did, as was the custom in her world, her mother would close...
Spanked in front of neighbours Rose looked at her eighteen-year-old daughter, Janice, and cringed. Janice was having great fun teasing her step-mother, while the woman had to endure playing the role of schoolgirl. Janice pretended to be the mother, and it was proving to be highly embarrassing for Rose. Embarrassing her step-mother wasn't the only reason J...
Part 3: Rose's Revenge "I've got to be going, Rose," said Hilary Swank. "My agent, Max, is throwing a party at his house tonight. Attendance is mandatory." "You don't have to be there for a while, do you? After all, you're a big star. Let's check out my bedroom for an hour or so," Rose suggested. "I wish I could, Honey," Hilary said. "Do you? Do you rea...
Rose looked up as Evan pulled the car into a tree lined layby just around the corner from her sister's house. "Why are we stopping here babe? You can nearly always get parking in front of Sarah's house?" "Because I want a blowie before we go in. Last time we were over here your stuck up bitch of a sister seemed to think she was funny taking the piss out of...
Henry was about to turn 40. And George, his older brother, was coming all the way from New York to London to help him celebrate. Henry knew that this should make him feel happy. But it didn't. It made him feel anxious. The problem was: as much as Henry wished that it were otherwise, he and George didn't really get on that well. They were fine for an hour or...
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Henry Childs watched an old rusty pickup drive down the dirt road that led to his house. The dust it kicked up blocked out everything behind it, as it came toward him. Henry knew who it was the minute he saw the old beater turn off the road heading to his house. It was March 1930 and it was planting season. Now that Henry was eighteen he was given more respo...
The next morning was fantastic. Paul fucked Anji and Rose. Rose then made a delicious breakfast. Their flight was booked for twelve-thirty. They met Jane at the Airport. They ordered lunch and Champagne on the plane, apart from Anji who wanted to sleep. The stewardess made a bed for her at the rear of the aircraft. Anji whispered to Paul, "I'm exhausted. I n...
"No." Mira shook her head. "Ew Ro." Calisto spoke quick and sharp. "Why do you even own that? It makes you look like a cream puff." Kurt grimaced at the choice hands twitching to fix what was in front of him. "I think you look delicious," Erica said, straight faced, Rose laughed and spun around once more in a fluffy tan number, she wasn't entertaining any...