This is a work of fiction, and is the first in a projected series of stories taking place within the walls of De la Dia Manor. This first entry will take a bit of reading to set everything up, so if you're looking for a quick come this may not be for you. I really appreciate feedback, and thanks for reading! Chapter 1: The Job Hunt "Four... thirty-eight......
Copyright 2011 by madengineer3 This is largely a true story. Names and locations have been changed, but the facts are correct. I hope that this father's loss will warn others in similar circumstances. * My name is Henry, the last name doesn't count. I have worked in industries that require applied physical sciences for most of my adult life. Don't misjudg...
I was eighteen when I had my first orgasm. It happened one day at school. I had skipped a physical education class as usual only this time my teacher busted me and I ended up with detention. Mr. Green was a young teacher, about twenty six, and he was in shape. He was a good looking teacher and I knew I would enjoy serving detention with him but I never imagi...
Diana Van Buren grew up in Grosse Pointe Farms, MI, an upscale community, being an affluent suburb of Detroit. Her lifelong self-esteem was hindered by having two sisters, two years and four years respectively older, who were astonishingly good looking females, seemingly from birth. In addition to her sisters, her mother was a stunning beauty, who had won...
Part One: I would have to say, looking back over the past 16 months, that my good friend Tina is largely to blame for many of the events that have transpired. It is safe to say that the majority of the events that have rocked my otherwise calm and predictable world were set into motion as a direct result of conversations. Most of these conversations were i...
If you ever visited a grocery store and noticed the prices of the items were not listed until you checked out, You are being manipulated. If you ever visited a clinic, doctor's office or hospital and were never told up front how much you're being billed for, You are being manipulated. The point is, being manipulated is apart of you lives as some manipulat...
Chapter Two: Busted! However, Juan's reverie was rather unceremoniously interrupted. Juan heard a knock at the door and without waiting for him to respond, Nurse Presley barged into the room saying, "Okay, Juan. Let's take you first." However, when she opened the door, she saw Juan sitting on the bench, holding his erect penis, which appeared to be as vola...
I am a breast lover. The bigger the better. When I was growing up, we lived next door to a woman in her mid-fifties who had a rack that introduced me to the world of large, natural breasts. Her name was Linda Patterson. Ms. Patterson, as I knew her, was a married woman, stood about 5”8, and had the short, brown hair that most 50 something women seemed to s...
Author's notes: As always all characters in my story are fictional. Any resemblance to real people is pure coincidence. My wife of nearly 50 years, has been a great help trying to put my thoughts into usable English. I would also like to acknowledge another writer, here, who has given me more help than she realizes. A huge thank you goes to M J Roberts, who...
St. Mary’s high school for girls has a long tradition of corporeal punishment. All of the teachers and administrators are male. Thus, when a young lady is to be punished with a spanking, paddling or canning, depending on the severity of the offense -- two males need to be present. For most girls this made punishment twice as enjoyable, two men to see their m...