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I'm a slut. I know I am. Pretty much everyone, who knows me, knows I'm a slut. All my female friends are pretty sexually active as well. In fact I've been with most of my female friends. This is one of my stories.
I'm a college student at a large western university. I was at one of the end of the year bashes, and in full form. I was looking for some serious...
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jack_straw
on Sep 14, 2017
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February 1979
Sally was home on an unseasonably warm night for late winter, even by Southern California standards, trying to study. Her academic career was hanging by a thread, and she was trying to get back into the swing of her studies. Her first semester at UCLA had been pretty much a disaster. Between partying with Ted and his friends, partying with her...
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jack_straw
on Sep 13, 2017
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May 1983
The post-reception party was in full swing at the bar of a prominent hotel on the Strip in Las Vegas.
Sally Fountain, nee' Johnson, sat at a table with her new husband and several of his friends. Her foot was doing a nervous jig as she sipped a vodka and tonic and watched the others at the table getting riotously drunk. After a bit, she finished...
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jack_straw
on Sep 14, 2017
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November 1981
Ted was drunk and in a foul mood as he stood by a pay phone waiting for Sally to answer her phone.
He'd left his house in fury after having a vicious argument with his wife, Sally's mother. It had started over something petty and had just escalated. The couple had gone to lunch that Saturday at a trendy restaurant and had sucked down several...
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jack_straw
on Sep 13, 2017
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July 1980
Sally Johnson sat nervously in the front passenger seat of her stepfather’s late-model Porsche, which was parked on a side street around the corner from a quiet tavern close to the Sunset Strip in Los Angeles.
As she fidgeted in the seat, and finished the beer she’d been drinking, she cursed her stepfather, Ted Bissett, under her breath for using...
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jack_straw
on Sep 14, 2017
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December 1978
Monica Franzetti was doing the bump-and-grind with her partner of the moment: a short, well-built redhead whose globular tits were being poorly served by a halter-top that was inadequate for the job. She and the redhead were grooving on a packed dance floor at one of the city's leading discos when Monica happened to see an old friend walk aro...
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jack_straw
on Sep 14, 2017
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September 1978
Sally Johnson could not suppress the nervous feeling in her stomach as she accompanied her stepfather, Ted Bissett, into the crowded bar of an upscale hotel in downtown Los Angeles.
It was a warm Wednesday night near the end of summer, and a small bead of sweat trickled languidly between her breasts, emphasizing – as if the stares of every m...
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jack_straw
on Sep 14, 2017
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November 1981
Sally Johnson paced the floor at the massive old funeral home where in a few hours her stepfather, Ted Bissett, would be eulogized before being buried at the huge cemetery nearby.
Sally was waiting for Ted's best friend Matt to arrive with something that might make the day go a little better. The previous days had been emotionally draining f...
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jack_straw
on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas
What you are about to read is based upon a true story, as told by a Grateful Reader who has lived a life very close to the one you will soon come to know. Names have been changed, and some scenarios constructed, but the story is essentially as it was related.
Prologue:
To see Sally Sorrento today, you would barely guess at the fathomless depths through whi...
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jack_straw
on Sep 13, 2017
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December 1980
The club's annual Christmas party was winding down, and Sally was feeling very little pain. She'd been tossing back screwdrivers most of the night with her mother, while Sylvia looked on, nursing her soda.
Sylvia was her mom's official driver for the night, since she was still too young to drink, and besides, after seeing what alcohol was doi...
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