Kirstie stepped tentatively into the bar. She had arrived that evening from New York, but was too excited to catch up on her sleep. At last, she was here! In Africa, on a safari holiday! She had flown in with a group of Americans and had been met at the airport by the safari firm,
Once upon a time, in a place far, far away … there was an idyllic location in the early nineteen-forties where wealthy British could go to escape the ravishes of war. It was away from the nightly air raid sirens and horrific bombings being made by the German Luftwaffe on the city of London. To
It was ten-thirty on a beautiful April morning when Conchi Thorne, the woman in Apartment 6-B, looked at her nude self in the bathroom mirror. She was preparing herself for Keith Broys who would come to her at eleven. Her breasts showed fair and firm in the long mirror; coral tipped and slightly aquiver in
During the course of the years in which I have been more or less closely associated with other prostitutes I have frequently listened to explanations as to just what this one or that owed her degradation; the particular villainy to which she attributed her advent into a life of shame. The usual story is one
The Demo The card read “Friday, March 14, 8:00 PM, Residence of Cindy Schaefer.” Tina stood outside her car, absently toying with the small business card. The wind played with her curly blond hair, blowing it carelessly over her tight red halter and teasing it across her small firm tits, bringing her nipples to life.
I fidgeted in the office, feeling strangely like I was in trouble. It was ridiculous for a twenty-six year old man to feel guilty, but the feeling was there anyway. It wasn’t like I had done anything wrong. The Romance Savers Dating Service was serving me; if anything I should have been mad at them.
Debbie and Jake felt okay the next morning, neither mentioning the incident last night. They felt no discomfort in one another’s presence and Jake spent the day washing the car, helping his mum with the housework and then, in the evening, going round to a friend’s house. In the house alone, Debbie had been working
Eric gets a call from his old friend, Joel, 55, who invites him for a visit to his rural home near Mount Shasta in Northern California. They were hippies together in the old days, with free love for all. Joel has three young girls, ages eight to ten, with his young second wife, Daisy. Joel
All that summer, JoAnn and Janet spent a lot of time together and became very close. Janet was clearly in love with JoAnn. It was August when JoAnn invited Janet to go to Boston shopping for school clothes. They would go alone, and spend the day. I wanted to do some yard work. Late in
Kat turned to Betty. “Are we in trouble now?” Kat asked. I looked around at the situation. We had used up all the clothes in our pile on the previous hand. We were wearing a few more items of clothing than Vicky, Connie and Joe, but they had a pile of clothes they had just
I frigged myself to sleep and woke early, feeling refreshed. I made coffee and sat on the porch in my robe. There was movement inside, and Daphne came out the door with her own cup of coffee and robe and sat next to me. “Hi,” she said. “Hi,” I said. I looked at her, caught
“You really won’t tell my daddy?” Cindy asked. “Why should I say anything to him?” Sherri responded. She was fresh from the shower, wrapped in a huge towel. She came back to Tommy’s room, and sat in his one chair, crossing her long legs and looking at them. Tommy’s cock was half hard, and Cindy
Nikki Eagletown could hear the sounds of hammering and sawing from the back garden, and knew that the carpenter she had hired was busily at work constructing the dog kennels in which she intended to board dogs while their owners were on vacation. She had already advertised in the newspapers and was eagerly waiting for
“Just what did you mean by that?” Mike Peters turned slowly around and faced his wife. He had already opened the door, intending to stalk out, but now he slammed it shut again, and Sandra recoiled from the look of cold anger he was levelling at her. But she continued to stare back at him,
Robbie left her bed just in time. Hal came home around midnight, and she had just shooed her son out of her room only five minutes earlier. She worried that her husband would notice the mussed sheets, smell the scent of hot cunt and wild fucking that lingered in the room, but all he did