Greetings one and all, I'm JT, short for Jon Thomas. I'm over 150 years old. As a mortal I worked for enterprising ladies who sought to sell their most personal and private possession. I would coordinate, facilitate and if necessary intimidate on these ladies behalf. I worked the streets in London England, in Brothels of the old American west, and finally in...
My most heartfelt thanks to Greowulf. His editing skills have made this story much more enjoyable. After high school I had a good part time job at the auto parts store. I lived with my sister and had plenty of time to hang out with my buddies. My sister eventually put her foot down and said that I needed to go to college or something or I should find my...
"Your father got the grant he applied for, the one to do the study of Kodiak bears this summer," Tommy Jackson's mother announced at breakfast one morning late in May. "That's neat, Mom," the young man said as he spooned sugar on his raisin bran. "It means we're going to Alaska and will be living in the wilderness all summer while your father does his stud...
The rest of that evening was a blur and not because I was wasted. My friends and I left that party and hit another 'house'. I knew it was the right move to get away from there but, I was just going through the motions. It was like a switch had been flipped and chatting up other girls no longer mattered to me. Marla was the only thing on my mind. I couldn't b...
Author's note: All sexual activity in this story is between consenting adults over the age of 18. This story is dedicated to all single moms out there; you're no unsexy matron. Motherhood kicks you up to another level of sexy. ++++++++++++++ My divorce became official yesterday, so as of today my ex-wife Beverly is in the history books. After one year, si...
"Come on get your ass out of that bed! It is 7 a.m. for heaven's sake!" screamed Alicia. Derrick started to complain, "But it is Saturday! I don't have class today!" As his eyes focused on his aunt, he became nervous as she broke into what could only be described as evil laughter. "No you don't have class, but you certainly have chores to do around here....
When I moved to California to go to college, I left behind a boyfriend of sorts in Japan. His name was Tomoyuki. He had spiky black hair and sharp features, but I found him attractive at the time anyway. We were both busy preparing for entrance exams, so we'd mostly just study together, but one day he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I said yes. We didn't...
Chapter 14: Passing the Torch One day Julie was playing around on MySpace. She was doing me a favor, checking all of the pages I had made for myself and every pseudonym I had lived under when I was living the life of the gambler; I wasn't very good about keeping up on them myself. That was much more Julie's thing—a reflection, perhaps, of the age/generation...
Hopefully you will read the earlier stories about how I came to live with my aunt and how I came to dress up as Molly. OK, who am I kidding - How I came to be Molly. But in case you're rushing - I'm a college student who came to live with his aunt. Having no money, we started doing video dates, where I was Molly, a red-headed girl, not Brian, a brown haired...
Quick recap: I was staying with my Aunt Janey to work at a summer internship, but the company went bankrupt. Aunt Janey and I were low on groceries and so we agreed to do some porn shows on the internet for money. For the first one, the guy had thought I was a girl, so both to keep my real identity a secret and because I was growing to like it, I had dressed...