I was very young, and my grandparents raised me. Since I never knew my parents, I thought of my grandparents as my mother and father, though they made it plain to me, early in life, who my parents really were. We had a happy life, really. Suddenly, something seemed wrong between Grandma and Grandpa. I
The woman sitting behind the desk was attractive and perky. A blue nametag on her white lab smock read “MISS HOLLY”. Jay looked at Miss Holly’s blonde hair which was slightly curled under, creating a smartly professional and at the same time sensuous look. She recited the litany of the research project to the 26
Miss Jean sat reading the current issue of Ebony magazine as she waited for her new slave, Mr. Richard Law, to arrive. A 42 year old black woman, she took great delight in enslaving white men to her will. Although she was now a full figured woman of color, she was still extremely sexy and
We put on our swim clothes and headed out to the water. At least the beach was nice. There were shady Cabanas with chairs already set up for the patrons that were just a few yards from the water. The waves gently caressed the beach and blue water was right up close to the edge.
My Grandma, Hazel La Forge was a farm girl who grew up in New Madrid County, a small farming community in the southeast Missouri bootheel. The family farm was just over 2000 acres of prime fertile land bordering the banks of the Mississippi River. The property was flat and easy to plow. Each harvest was
He leans over my ear and whispers: ‘Are you going to obey me, or am I going to have to hurt you?’ His blue eyes glimmer in the twilit room. I am gagged and roped. I know I’m sitting down, but I can’t move her arms or legs. ‘Do you want me to untie you?’
It had been a year since I’d visited San Francisco. This latest trip was business but I’d talked my boss into letting me stay over Thursday, Friday, and the weekend. I didnt’ travel much on my job (restaurant goods supplier) and I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity. I’d heard a lot about Frisco
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 dog’s cock was still deep inside her, and it was throbbing even more than it had been. She could feel it getting ready to explode, and then that was just what it did. It did explode, and she exploded right with it. Her come poured out of her just as his come poured out
“Were you shocked? I’m surprised,” I tell her, sipping on my coffee in the open air cafe. The waiter has delivered our breakfast with the usual French combination of swagger and groveling, checking her out, enyying me a little. She’s blushing suddenly. Not her usual reaction. “Well, I don’t know if that’s the word, but
10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1…HAPPY NEW YEAR! Everyone cheered for the passing of another year. Couples kissed, friends hugged, and my friends and I all toasted the New Year with glasses of sparkling grape juice (we’re all underage). As the celebration comes to an end, people begin to clear out. I say goodbye to my friends and I myself
I thought life was pretty bad before Mom brought Edward home. I would learn over the next months that my life up ’til then was heaven compared to what life with Edward turned out to be. In some ways grew up pretty fast. I can’t remember a time when Mom wasn’t drinking or drunk, I
She sat beside a small table as the band played on a low stage in the back of the bar. The heavy rhythm of the music affecting her unconsciously, causing her to move in her seat. The guitar player was tall and skinny with a cigarette dangling from his lips, and the singer was a
I put down my book and looked out at the people passing me by. A young woman with strong shoulders draped in black cotton pressured the younger man beside her with her step, hands and clipped tone. He shook long locks of blond hair, feeling the warm summer breeze rush over his handsome face, consciously
I was with a group of friends and met this guy he asked me if I’d like to go out on his boat I said…ok! A small group of friends having a great time in the sun and sand we were vacationing in mertle beach. We had a house we rented close to the beach