The train ride is coming to its last few stops near Pennsylvania just another few hours before we reach New York City. Once there we can go to our hotel and start the usual tourist things like the statue of liberty on Elis Island the view of the ground zero and eating New York style pizza and complain how it's not as good as Chicago style pizza. The things people from the better city (Chicago) would do but until then I have my last visit to the bathroom on the train with my younger cousin Laura. We been fooling around when my mom would be napping. Mostly touching while people aren't looking. Laura has been letting me dictate the pace and things we should do. I have to say I love how submissive my cousin and it's a huge turn on. I would sneak my hand up her shirt and play with her nipples and roughly grope her small budding breast. She would go silent I first thought she was mad or afraid but once I stop she would grab my hand and try to make me start up again. Laura even started to whimper like a little puppy when I would leave her so hot and bothered that she would feel so grateful at my touch she let me do anything. Well almost anything. I haven't tried to fuck her tiny pussy mostly because I didn't know if it would hurt her as much as it does with those porn stars loseing their virginity. I didn't know if she still had her cherry she was young but the only way I thought a girl could lose her cherry was if it was popped. Besides I didn't want to hurt Laura I love her even …
Balcony control & obey slut!
The slut returns to the balcony only this time there is a much bigger viewing potential. With 200 plus rooms that can watch the sexcapades! There is enough outside light to be barely observed & for voyeurs to hide in the shadows. The slut only needs her choke collar, short leash, ankle & wrist cuffs with a shiny coat of baby oil. Her hair is in a braided pony tail & she will be blindfolded once in position. The slut will not make a sound as the show must be discrete as possible! On the balcony is a small table about waist high, the slut will be tied face down, ass facing out towards the spectators & angled so most can see her mouth working on my cock! Once tied down with little to no wiggle room the blindfold is applied. It's around 2 am & couples & singles are out on their balconies smoking, watching & some performing themselves. The soft sounds of sex permeate the warm night. Some cannot help elevate noise with heightened arousal. Very hot & adds to the amorous atmosphere. The slut lies on the table fully exposed in her oiled naked glory. I rub her strong muscled back, kneed her firm cheeks & poke my stiff cock at the door of her dampening pussy! Her breathing quickens with every movement. I whisper in her eàr that there won't be a sound, the lusty fuck slut whispers sir, yes sir! I slide my chest around her upper taut torso. Spreading the lips to that pulsating pussy with the head of my cock but not entering. The nasty pig might want fucked but who cares what this cock …
A Hand-fasting
A hand-fasting was always a very special event. The pagan marriage ceremony, joining a couple in love before their friends, family, community and gods was usually held outside in woodland. This would be followed today, as was the custom, with an evening around the camp-fire singing, joking, drinking and eating into the early morning. Scarlet thought this one had a fine pagan feel to it, particularly given that she was, once again, on all fours, face in the dirt with her hands gripping the earth as her lover brought to orgasm, fucking her arse whilst she desperately tried stifle the cries of her passion. Yes, very pagan indeed. Scarlet had known Steve and Mel, or Woad and Birch as they were known in the heathen circles, for a few years now. They had been very welcoming of her as she started her journey into her new spirituality. There had always been something about the wild and the elements that had spoken to Scarlet on a deeper level. She was enjoying her spiritual journey with good company and had been delighted to hear of the couple’s decision to become a hand-fasted couple and thrilled to be invited to the event itself. It was whilst pitching her tent for the sleep that would probably come in the early hours of the morning after too much beer around a camp-fire of storytelling and fun, that she spotted Andy talking with Steve. Scarlet grinned to herself as she blushed. Andy had been her lover for the last three years. A married man with a lot to lose if the affair ever …
The Life of Hermione Knott, a Granger pt 2
Hermione woke up feeling curious about her went to the mirror and observed face looked the same except for her eyes which became a brownish grey hair was dark brown nearly black and no longer was somewhere between wavy and grew a few inches taller and became slightly became slimmer as other words,she was stunningly beautiful. She decided to wear capri jeans,a fitted black shirt,a hoodie and then went to Theo's room which was opposite hers and woke him up by drawing the then woke groggily with his eyes closed. *Did you have to wake me up by drawing the curtains,* Theo asked. *Its our birthday remember,*she replied. Theo looked up and was surprised. "Blimey!You look great,"said Theo. "Thanks,"Hermione said. *I'm going downstairs* *All right* "Hermione! Theo! Come down right now!" Casandra shouted. "Coming,mum!"the twins shouted back. Hermione was the first to come parents were stunned by her new look. "Hermione,you look wonderful!"her mum said. "I second that,"her dad agreed. "Thank you,"Hermione said."By the way,what is my full name?" "It's Hermione Rosella Nott" "Such a wonderful name" "I know" Suddenly, Hermione gasp in pain. "Are you alright?"Casandra asked."What happened?" "I don't know,"she replied,"But my toe hurts." They saw Theo limping and wincing as he walked down the stairs. "Mum,I accidentally kicked the door,can you help?,"Theo asked. "That explains a lot,"Casandra said,"Hermione can I have a look at your toe?" Hermione showed her mum her injury was the same. …
Mall Manager
For 30 years I have worked in the same mall. 5 Years ago I became the mall manager, as the previous guy died. My wife doesn't think much of my job, probably why she is having sex with my neighbour every Saturday night. She also doesn't think much of my weight, looks or attitude. She is fully aware I knows she is cheating, but I don't care, I know I am technically "overweight" but I do not care. Also, I know that I am not a stunner or someone that will make you stop, but I do not care. You want to know why? Stunner or not, I always get my way. It first started 4 years ago, it was my 1 year anniversary as manager and I discovered an envelope while sat, alone, celebrating. The envelope was small and it had the old manager's name on, so, out of curiosity I opened it. It was a short note that read: "Tim, if you are reading this I am no longer working at the mall. The mall has many fun memories, and I will be sad to leave it behind. I know you are wondering how it could be fun, but let me explain a wee little secret… There are always people willing to do whatever you want them to in order to not be banned, or arrested or fined. I mean ANYTHING. See that pretty young mother accidentally still smoking? Take her to our holding cells and tell her she will be fined a large amount of money; she will be scared, tell her she could help me out and boom! Sex in no time. I pass this advice onto you, my friend. Enjoy" Well, first I was pretty pissed that Tim hadn't given me this letter, …
From Sex Deprived to Sex Addicted Pt. 5
Saturday mornings were one of the few times where everyone was home in the Morgan household. Danny Morgan shielded his eyes from the blinding sun entering his room through the window. Despite the blinds being pulled down, the light crept through like a fog on a cool morning. After a night of drinking with his buddies, seeing the morning sun rise after only a few hours of sleep wasn’t the first thing Danny wanted to deal with this morning. Danny heard no one else up yet in the house. Before he could go back to sleep, he realized how painfully hard his morning erection was. As Danny was sleeping nude, he had easy access to his 9 inch cock, which he began to stroke. He thought about how close he came to convincing another hot girl at school, Taylor Andersen, to sleep with him earlier that week. Danny wanted another ‘friends with benefits’ situation like he had with Michelle and landing Taylor would be the ultimate coup. Taylor, in addition to her nice 34C breasts, had one of the prettiest faces imaginable. Every time she smiled, her perfect white teeth glistened. Her eyes radiated peace and understanding. Danny wasn’t usually one to fall for such things but he was really turned on by her beauty. He wondered what it would be like to fuck her. He imagined slobbering all over her boobs, eating her out until she screamed his name, and eventually plowing her with his big dick. Danny’s breathing became more ragged as he was closer to cumming. He pumped his dick faster from the very …
Rebecca in trouble (part 5)
Rebecca began to scream again from the fresh pain. The Judge changed the angle of his cock each time he drove into her asshole, maximizing the pain that Rebecca would feel from the anal ****. He thrust in and out, forcing her to accept his cock deep into her. He fucked her ass for over 10 minutes, forcing groans and screams of pain from Rebecca as her asshole clung to his cock. He finally thrust deep into her ass and shot his hot cum into her, to mix with the Commander's. The other guards jumped on Rebecca as soon as the Judge pulled his cock out, r****g her ass as she moaned in pain. By the time everyone had ****d her ass, Rebecca could not even scream anymore. Her ass was a constant barrage of pain and her rectum was full of cum. The last guard pulled out of her ass and they released her arms and legs from the stool legs, but Rebecca did not move. Her body still shook from the brutal anal **** they had inflicted on her, cum dripping out of her swollen anus, bl**d running down her thighs. Rebecca managed to get up once everyone left and get into the shower. After a quick shower, she collapsed on the bed, exhausted from the brutal **** she endured. She quickly fell asl**p, attempting to erase the past two days of **** and humiliation from her mind. It was only two hours later when Rebecca was woken. When she opened her eyes, the six men were surrounding the bed, naked, with their hard cocks ready again. Rebecca knew that they intended to **** her mouth now. They would f***e …
Mind fucking Hayden Panettiere
Hayden Panettiere had returned to her New York hotel room after a long day. She enjoyed her work, helping promote the message of the Candie’s Foundation, which strove to reduce teen pregnancy. Still, the busy schedule did occasionally take its toll on her, with the constant public appearances, television interviews, and photo shoots the foundation asked of her, along with her work with other charities, not to mention her professional obligations to a multitude of studio projects. Hayden was just ready to relax, and so, she was now glad to be back in her room. She kicked off her high heels, letting them fall where they would on the floor as she lazily walked to the king size bed in her room, and let herself fall down face first onto the mattress. She pulled her hair out of the bun it was tied up in and just let her long golden locks fall down across her back and shoulders. Just to be off her feet momentarily, to let herself rest, was enough to make Hayden smile. She didn’t consider herself a diva, but the foundation had been kind enough to book her a rather large suite in a five-star hotel that prided itself on maintaining a sense of privacy for its guests. The beautiful young actress was half asl**p when she heard a light knock on her door. She wondered who it could possibly be as she f***ed herself to get up off of the bed. She smoothed down the wrinkles in her sexy little black dress that showed just enough of her young ample cleavage, as well as just enough of her upper …
Fun with MILF Sue
Sitting at work one morning all my paper work completed and filed and waiting for further instructions I was surfing the I-Net and came across one of those "Meet Up" sites, After a few brief conversations with various women most from outside the area I got a message from this lady, Sue, We messaged small talk then over the course of the next few days we gained some intimate knowledge of each other, We made arrangements to meet at a local coffee shop not far from her house, I sat in the booth awaiting her arrival, From her description, I was looking for a tall short haired blonde in the mid forties range, she was a self described as having very Nordic features, Soon this beautiful lady walked in looked around and spotted me, I had told her I would be in my military uniform, She came by and ask my name was…. I acknowledged and ask if she was Sue, Pleasantries exchanged we ordered refreshment and had small talk about our expectations, She said that she was married to a good provider but that in the past few years their sex lives and become almost non existent and she was looking for some sexual pleasures her hubby has not been able afford her as of late. We talked about an hour, she said she liked what she liked what she saw and heard from me, re retired to the parking lot and she wanted me to kiss her, to her the kiss was her deciding power as to our continued action, She said I was "One hell of a kisser" and made arrangements to meet at her house the next day after her hubby …
Hotel play
They say a friend is someone you can trust more completely than your spouse. Almost a decade ago my friend who was going off to the gulf brought me into his marriage. Knowing that his wife couldn't last a year without getting some and wanting to protect his marriage he created the scenario of me and her. Why I asked him a few years ago, to which he replied, 'you would never take her from me, but you can satisfy her in my absence. After not seeing them for two years we had a meet while they were in town this weekend. We had a good time, a few beers and dinner on the waterfront after a trip on the wine trail. We headed back to their hotel room to get some sl**p after a long day of laughing and generally having fun. I awoke to early as usual. He got up shortly after me and we headed out for coffee. Breakfast was good and it was nice to catch up just the two of us. Breakfast in hand we arrived back at the room. She was getting out of the shower so I turned on the TV for some background noise. First thing out of her mouth when she gets out of the bathroom is 'nice of the two of you to desert me' in a cocky tone and hands on hips. I turn to my friend and bust on him because he still hasn't restrained her mouth yet. She mumbles something as she turns to the door. I let it slide and grab some clothes on the way to the shower. We have a long day ahead of us so he jumps in the shower while I shave. She keeps coming to the door asking 'what are we doing?' in her sly voice. He pokes his …
Blow The Bubbles Away
Though we've never met I've seen your pictures online, and my girl to my way of thinking you're mighty fine. I've seen all the pictures and they all are just great, but most of them seem to just frustrate. I have no problems with you wanting to be clean, I could wash your back or shampoo your hair, I could wash your whole body if I dared. Your body is covered by a whole bunch of bubbles, that dash my poor spirits into the rubble. This is my problem I most heartily say, Please my dear Pebbles blow the bubbles away.
My Sister Terri
Growing up, I often played games with my sisters, Vickie and Terri. I was 14, Vickie was 12, and Terri might have been 10. For Terri, her favorite game was wrestling. Lately, I had noticed that when I wrestled with her she would usually give up and intentionally lose after just a few minutes. It usually went the same way – we would wrestle for a few minutes while I tried to pin her down, then she would seem to give up on wrestling and hug me tightly with her legs wrapped around my thigh. Sometimes, I would remind her that she was supposed to be trying to get away. But, although I had often stopped playing by then, she would instead wrap her legs more tightly around my thigh and pull me closer, occasionally gasping as she repeatedly used her legs to pull her body into mine. I'd noticed that Terri would gaze into my eyes as her face grew more flushed and her legs wrapped more tightly around me, only averting her eyes from mine when she got a faraway look. Usually Terri would bury her face in my shoulder and hug me most tightly as she pushed her body to re-clamp my thigh. Other times, if I happened to have her arms pinned over her head, she would just turn her head to the side. In those cases I'd watch her grow more flushed as her outward expression changed from intensity to relief. But I hadn't understood why she went from bucking wildly, to desperately hugging me, to a relaxed, flushed glow. But, as I thought about how a woman having sex was supposed to look, I finally …
MOMS TABOO
….For some reason, all us mothers have a code that is taboo to ever talk about. We don’t talk about our sexual feelings for our sons or daughters. It’s somehow so taboo, so unthinkable, so naughty, we never talk about it. (except in low whispers with a friend who will never ever tell we talked about ‘it’) Mothers will say (outwardly) how disgusting, sick, weird or say that any sexual feelings about our sons or daughters is just nasty. They’ll say how a mother that does that should be somehow punished, their kids taken away from them, shunned, and be outcasts from society. Oh…. you may have a very close friend that you talk in whispers to, maybe after a few drinks, that will express her true feelings about her sexual feelings about her kids. I had such a friend. We broke the code….. …..and It stayed broken between us. Every chance we got, we talked about it, because?…it made us excited sexually, plain and simple. Let’s just call me, Julie, and her Lynn. ————– A few years back we both had, my boy, and her girl. We were comparing notes about them. A few glasses of wine, and I broke the code. I asked her if she ever got turned on when she felt her little girls body. She got quiet for a while. Then a devilish smile, she leaned real close to me and whispered: (“…oh god Julie!, you too?”) and that was the start of us talking hush hush about our sexual feelings about our kids. Our husbands were out of town one weekend, and I wanted her to spend the night with me. We put …
Brooke Comes to Visit
Today was a long and stressful day and I just couldn’t wait to get home to unwind. The entire drive home all I kept thinking about was what I am going to dress into when I got home. I guess it was typical thoughts a girl makes like what skirt to wear, with what top and which shoes. I really love the look of short denim skirts. I also love the way they feel on my legs with stockings. Plus, with the mary jane shoes. Maybe add the knee-high white socks. I was getting so overwhelmed with these thoughts running through my head that I started feeling a tightness in my panties. I quickly went upstairs when I got home and put the TV on for background noise before I headed into the bedroom. Since my last experience with Brooke, I put most of my clothes into my dresser rather than keeping them in cardboard boxes in the closet. I pulled out the skirt I was thinking of and the socks with some pantyhose. I liked to wear pantyhose because they really made my legs feel smooth and sexy. Plus they concealed my hairy legs (yuk) a bit! I slipped into a red satin panties and a matching bra, then a white top and finished it with my mary jane shoes. I looked at myself in the mirror thinking how cute and sexy this looked. I would totally hit on someone who looked like this. I went back into the other room and tried to find something rather brain numbing to watch on tv. After sitting on the couch for about 10 mins, there was a knock on the door. I jumped up out of shock and quickly had many thought …
Date Night With My Wife pt 4
As we were leaving the bookstore Shawn and I were walking out together because Debbie stopped to talk to the clerk. Shawn was saying how tired he was and was thinking about heading home. After some arm twisting by me and of course another look at Debbie's fine ass in her leather skirt he was persuaded to come to our house with us. As Debbie joined us she said she invited the dress wearing guy known as the clerk to join us at our home. Shawn and I just looked at her not sure what was going on in her mind but with the things that had already happened tonight we knew we were in for some more fun and sexy time! While we were driving home we had Shawn and the clerk sitting in the back seat making small talk as only guys who have shared a snowball can. My beautiful wife Debbie was seated in the passenger seat napping so I had time to reflect on the night so far. While at the bar/restaurant Debbie gave Shawn a wonderful handjob and I had taken her from behind while bending her over the car hood. We then proceeded to her favorite bookstore where she got a load from a stranger through a gloryhole and she also got to ride a brand new toy while giving me a hummer while our friend Shawn was being spit roasted between a BBC coming through the gloryhole and our new friend known as the clerk. I also got my first chance to slide my cock into a tight ass as I was able to slide into the clerks ass and make a deposit! While pondering all of this activity I've also been thinking about what …
My first time.
I have been thinking about writing this up for a couple of months now and have decided to share it. I had never booked or hired an e****t before but had always wondered what it would be like to hire a person for sex. Also I thought it would be the only way at my age that I could get to have sex with a lady who I would normally consider to be “Out of my league” Well, just before last Christmas I decided to go for it. I signed up to an e****t site and looked for e****ts local to me. I was quite nervous and looked for a lady who had recent feedback. I selected a shortlist of three and contacted them through the site regarding a day and time that I would be free. One didn’t reply, one said she couldn’t make that day and another asked me to phone her. I looked again at the profile of the one that asked me to phone (Suzy milf) and decided to go for it. I rang her up at a specified time and we had a brief discussion about what I wanted (girlfriend experience) and what I would like her to wear (a coat with nothing on under it except stockings) we confirmed a time and date and she gave me her postcode. This gave me a street name and I would get the house number on the day when I rang her as I arrived on the street. The day arrived and after a shower to make sure I was nice and clean and fresh I sent a quick text to confirm we were still on (yes) and set off. As I drove down the road she lived in I realized why it had sounded familiar to me. My cousin lived in this road !! Oh god, that …
my arab wife jesmina with my boss alfred
my arab wife jesmina cheating on me,with my boss alfred Hai I am Baher from saudi arabia, living in los angeles iam 31 year old arab muslim guy ,its my real story, working in IT company, my wife is from saudi arabia she is 27 year old her name is jesmina bin, she is beautfull hijab wearing arab muslim girl,we married 3 year before in saudi,she not working ,she is finished college,her father run flower shop in LA ,that’s why we come in LA looking job, we have one k** 2 year old boy, i working in IT company in LA , I join that company 1 year before nice job good salary and nice atmosphere , my boss alfred he is 44 year white divorce man he own company, major part of share his, me and alfred in good relation I know he like me one week before alfred secretary lucy was resign , some f****y problam, I heard he looking new secretary . I cant alone afford f****y budget ,I meet alfred in his office tell him about my wife she is educated finish college we really want this job because ,I know jesmina also like working, I talk him and beg him,because at last he convinced, he tell its not permanent its temporary, if she not working good I will fire her, if its ok come to my office Monday morning, I go home and tell her about job ,she was happy because I am also working there , I find babby sitter for our k**, Monday she come with me , I am go with her alfred office introduce my wife to him, and leave his office , evening I wait her we gone home, •After 2 day gone ,in that evening after …
Flow of Passion (Revised) Ch. 4
WARNING: This is a fetish story and it's a bit graphic. This is a story written in collaboration with another writer and friend. Thank you Savvin for helping write this story and also editing it. If you are not a fan of fetish, then PLEASE STOP HERE. Thank you for reading. Please feel free to share your thoughts, but please be respectful. FT Flora sat on the plane. Her heart pounding, she was terrified. She had never flown any place and now she was flying to see her lover. This trip was a long time coming. She recalled Savvin’s last visit. He loved her long and hard. He worshipped all of her holes. Taking extra time to kiss and caress her bum, Savvin made sure she was satiated. Her clean shaven cunt was constantly wet, ready, and waiting for him. Thinking about Savvin and his magical tongue distracted her, and she calmed down. Soon, her body hummed as she imagined all of the haughty things her love would do to her once they saw each other again. Her plane was to take her to Mumbai known earlier as Bombay. The flight was too long and soon she was weary–constantly adjusting her position in the cramped seat. Her ample bum was becoming sore and constant shifting was not helpful. The elderly man sitting next to her was getting the feel of her soft buttocks now and then. He was not bothering her but obviously enjoying the feel of Flora's soft flesh. One particular flight hostess was taking special interest in Flora or so she felt. The hostess whose name Claire was on on the badge …
Sex and Health
Sex is good for your health, then the obvious next question would be, how should you arrange your sex life so as to maximize the health benefits? Is a series of one-night stands as salubrious as a long-term coupling? Could a few bouts of masturbation be as nourishing and wholesome as a single night of conventional intercourse? Not that masturbation is so bad. A 1988 study found that genital self-stimulation increases pain thresholds and produces an analgesic effect in women, and a 2003 study linked masturbation to a reduction in prostate-cancer risk, which the researchers attributed to ejaculation frequency. But a subsequent study failed to confirm the relationship and, no doubt to the chagrin of many men, concluded that prostate cancer risk was unrelated to a man’s ejaculation count. (Some studies suggest a link between sex and breast cancer, too: One found a reduced risk of breast cancer among women who’d had multiple sexual partners, though another found that women who’d had c***dren fathered by different partners did not have a lessened risk of the disease.) The sexual cure for depression, apparently, involves semen. A survey of just under 300 female college students found that depression (as measured on a depression scale) increased the longer it had been since a woman had experienced PVI. The happiest women in the study were those who had the most PVI, but this antidepressant effect evaporated if they’d used condoms. Students who hadn’t engaged in PVI, or said they …
Full i****t service
My mother was acting strangely. She had been for the last month or so, though not in any overt manner, no specific ways that stuck out, but in much more subtle ways that anybody who didn't know her as well as I do after eighteen years would ever notice. Other than bitching at me about little things, (growing up, learning the meaning of 'responsibility', getting a job, how I'm so impossible) it was as though something had been on her mind, distracting her and, while we didn't dislike each other, our relationship wasn't close enough for a mother-daughter talk about it. That early evening, however, her behaviour was even more irregular than it had been. It was in the way she carried herself, how she stood, moved and in her facial expressions. Most of all, it was in her attire. Again, the differences were subtle, but obvious to one who knew Vanessa Griffin and her staunch routine of years. An off-white, short sleeved blouse that I hadn't seen outside her closet in a few years was chosen as that evening's top. It was just a little small on what had become her pleasantly curvy figure, the reason she'd left it hiding away, but it only showed in how its buttons strained slightly around those proud D cups. She even left the top two undone rather than fasten the thin garment up so far as to practically choke herself to death as usual. Looking close, I could even just barely make out the lace pattern of her white bra underneath and, from what I could tell, it didn't look like a …
My Best Friends Mom is a BBW Whore
Ring !!Ring! Ring – My phone is ringing and I whip open the shower curtain and run for the mobile phone on my night stand next to my bed. "Hello. Hello! You reached him now give me some news!" I say. "Hello, is this Jeremy best friend. My name is Ms. Keisha and I was hoping you could come over right away. I just had a big fight with Jeremy and he stormed out of his room and the house." she said. "Oh Ms. Keisha,how are you? It almost 10 o'clock and I have to get up early for my paper route on Saturday. Do you really need me to come over? I am sure Jeremy will be home in the morning, I could try his cell." I said. "My son Jeremy and I got into a big fight and he left his cell on his desk to next to the computer. I really need your help with something and if he comes back I am sure he would like to talk to you." After a pause I said "Sure I can be over in about 15 minutes, I just have to put on some clothes and comb my hair." I got back in the shower and washed the shampoo out of my hair. I got dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a AC/DC black t-shirt and a pair of sandals and headed out the door. I drove my car about 5 miles to Jeremy house and I noticed some black tire marks in the driveway and the light over the front door on. I had not seen Jeremy in about a week and I know he was having a hard time with his parents divorce. His father had left his step mother for a younger women and he had to move back in with his birth mother (Ms. Keisha). I had not seen Ms. Keisha in …
A Back Rub For Julia Ch. 01
This is not a short story. It is not always a happy story, either. There is some laughter, some tears, and a whole lot of sex. In other words, it is about real life. It is about the choices that young people make, and how those choices affect their lives. I guess that I should start at the beginning, since that's where all good stories start. My name is Jackson King. I'm eighteen years old, and I've just graduated from high school. I live with my parents, and my little sister, Katie. I call her my little sister, but she's actually eighteen too. No, we aren't twins. She is actually ten months younger than I am. Yeah, mom and dad must have rushed right back into the baby making game. Although she was younger than me, she skipped second grade, so after that we were always in the same grade, sometimes even the same class. If everything works out right, Katie and I will both be attending the University of Michigan together in the fall. Katie and I have always been close. Sometimes we fight like all siblings do, especially those who are close in age. When we were kids, most of our fights used to be about toys. Now that we are grown, we occasionally argue about the bathroom, and such, but nothing major. The only big fight that we ever had was a couple of years ago when her good friend Jenny tried to date me. Apparently, she was good enough to be Katie's friend, but too much of a skank to date me. I guess that I understand, because I really wouldn't want Katie dating any of my …
The Divorcee Blues: part 1
Julia Smith got home at 6pm, completely physically and emotionally exhausted. She had just come from her divorce lawyer’s office, where she had finalized her divorce from her cheating husband. She was just lucky she had caught him, and got to keep the house and the kids. Her son and daughter Jake and Kate heard her, and came running out. She said, “Well, it’s official.” Kate said, “We made dinner for you!” They went to the kitchen, and Jake opened a bottle of wine and said, “I think you deserve a drink.” She sat with them and ate, and said, “Thank you so much kids, this means so much to me.” She had a few glasses, and after dinner they went to the living room. She was in a very much better mood, and said, “You know what? We should be celebrating, not moping. Tell you what, Kate, go grab 2 more glasses and another bottle, you kids need to have a drink too.” Their eyes lit up, they had never been allowed to drink before. Kate jumped and ran to get them, then Julia poured for them. They tried it, and both really liked it. Kate said, “It makes me feel all warm inside.” Julia had several more, and got more and more drunk as the night went on. The kids were pretty sloshed too, and they were all laughing and telling stories. Julia toasted, “To never having to see that scumbag again!” They all raised their glasses, then she said, “Oh, I really shouldn’t be trashing him in front of you.” Jake said, “Whatever, anyone who would cheat on you is a scumbag.” She said, “Yeah, he is!” She …
New place
Beauty, Warmth & Elegance! Elegantly appointed for entertainment both indoors and outdoors in this 6,392 sq. ft. home that boasts a one of a kind feature that no other home for sale on Grand Bahama has – 28 foot wide, 10 foot high folding sliding door in the great room that opens up to the spacious outdoor covered entertainment area that is complimented by the pool and the canal. Built by one of the most elite developers of Grand Bahama who ensures there are no needs or wants left out. You will find almost everything you need in this home. This 4 bedroom 4 ½ bathroom home is built with Full ICF (insulated concrete form) construction with sprayed foamed insulation giving you the most energy efficiency in the home. Open floor plan dramatizes versatile 3,275 sq.ft interior of this home. As you enter, you walk into the expansive great room and immediately greeted by the beautiful outdoor views. At the entrance of this home you will find an inviting powder room and a cloakroom. The functionally designed kitchen is for people who like to cook and entertain at the same time! The kitchen is very spacious boasting granite countertops, solid wood cabinetry with soft close feature, 48” Thermador Fridge, Gas Cooktop stove, Under counter wine fridge, dishwasher and a microwave. This kitchen also features a homework/computer area for the busy families, a kitchen nook for less formal meals and overlooks the great room. The Great Rooms soaring ceiling emphasizes spaciousness and elegance …
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I was heading home from a pretty standard day at work. I had made maybe thirty dollars in tips after figuring fuel costs. I raced south down a back road with my windows down and my left hand sticking out to feel the warm sun and cool breeze flow by my fingers as I aimed my car home. I didn't call my wife to tell her I was on my way like I usually do. I'd always call her on the road between deliveries if she wasn't in class. Most times I'd call she would be painting or playing video games. We had gotten married young, both of us were still 19 and we were each other's first. I loved her like I loved air itself, I yearned for her in the same way… Too long without her and I would feel her absence with a burning intensity. And now I was heading home to her. I pulled up to our apartment and quietly slid out of my car. I wanted to surprise her. She was beautiful and petite, bubbly with a youthful energy. She'd usually greet me by bounding across the room and into my arms, tackling me with hugs and kisses. I was curious to see how surprising her would go. I got halfway up the stairs and realized I probably should have picked her up flowers or something special for her. It was too late now… I'd have to do so next time. I slid my key into the lock slowly, hoping she might not hear me enter. I turned the lock and began to enter… I heard her jump and shout in surprise. "Ryan!?" she screamed. I stood in the doorway smiling. I hadn't thought that I might have just put the fear of God …