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Ted’s mind wandered back to the first time he had had two women at one time. He had told a friend of his named Cindy about his Fantasy of having two women at one time. She had smiled that cocky little smile of hers and said It just might be arranged. A few days later she showed up with a 25 year old blonde by the name of Jane.

Rotating the steering wheel, Jeff pulled up toward the back of the apartment complex. Being an older structure, the red brick walls flaked with paint in the afternoon sun. Excited, he got out of the car and looked toward the passenger side.

Ms O’Monahan: “O yeah, I got your message, but you must have made some mistake. I haven’t made a report to the police about anything.”

Mason Barnes squinted through his mud-streak, rain-soaked windshield. Despite the brutal rain and slushy falling snow, he could just make out the Panhandle Truckstop sign up ahead. For late winter in northern Texas, it sure was a messy day, Mason thought as he spun the wheel to enter the parking area. He didn’t need to park, he wouldn’t be staying. He expected to be in St. Louis by morning. First he would fill both the truck and his own bulging stomach.

I am Adam Richard Constantine. I make million dollar deals before breakfast, overthrow foreign dictators by lunch, and give a speech during a three hundred dollar per plate fund raising dinner by evening. I am a confident, feared, and respected man of business. At least I was until I met her.

Once upon a time there was a gorgeous eighteen-year-old girl, loved by everyone. By the women and girls because she was so kind and polite to everyone and never lost her temper, by the men because she was absolutely beautiful, with shoulder length dark brown hair, amazing green eyes, a fantastic petite body and large tits, and by the boys because of the above plus the fact that she was very friendly to the point of being fairly easy. But most of all she was loved by her Grandmother, who had a much better idea of what made her happy than her parents, and was the one person the girl could really trust. Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she always wore it. So she was called ‘Little Red-Cap’.

I met my first boyfriend, Jarrod, when we were freshmen in college. Neither of us were very experienced with men and he had even been out with a few girls in high school. We found each other one day in the cafeteria serving line. We’d started talking and ended up sitting down for a long conversation over our meal. I don’t know what possessed him to be so forward, whether it was a look I gave him or just some vibe that set off his gaydar, but he started playing footsy with me under the table. Anyway, we exchanged phone numbers and things took off from there.

There are many hot three-word combinations.

Hannah always had a hard time getting into the clubs. Even though she was 21, she looked 19, if not younger. Sometimes it was tough to convince them even after seeing her valid ID.

You are sitting on the couch surfing the web on your laptop. I am kneeling across the room, tormented, in only a pair of white cotton panties waiting for that moment of time when I know I am ready to submit myself utterly to you for atonement.

Joe decided that he would pose the question to Lisa about whether or not she was willing to give herself mind, body, and soul to him. Joe felt that Lisa was ready to make this commitment to him. And he had decided that he would find out tonight. Joe had decided to find out if Lisa was ready and willing to accept a collar from him. To be his and only answer to him. After the couple of times that they had been together and how she had reacted to his bidding led Joe to believe that she was ready. If she didn’t accept the collar tonight, then Joe was going to ask her if she thought that she would or that he would terminate the relationship.

“It’s a lodge,” she said quietly.

I dropped two slices of bread into the toaster and pushed it down. Wiping my hand on my pants, I turned the bacon at the stove, then made a picture of Tang. I set it in the refrigerator and happened to look out the kitchen window. I saw a beautiful young woman walking up the sidewalk, staring at the Hampton house across the street. I stared for a moment, both because she was one hot babe, and because the Hamptons were away on vacation. The toast popped up and scared me half to death. I looked back out while I was buttering the toast. She was walking back down the sidewalk. Even as I watched she turned and neared the front of the Hampton house again. I gave the bacon a quick stir and headed for my front door. It was my unofficial job to watch their house while they were gone. They did the same for me. We were at the end of the street, and were the houses voted most likely to be robbed by the housing association. This girl was suspicious… and damned good looking. But thieves came in all shapes and sexes.

It was my mother’s birthday and dad had organized a huge fancy dress party to be held at an old mansion just outside of town! I came home from the city to attend it and I was looking forward to seeing the folks again and catching up with old friends. Dad’s parties were always outrageous and usually went on for days.

All her life, Dana had felt different. Born a boy, she always preferred dressing in girl

LORI – A NEIGHBOR’S DELIGHT – CHAPTER 2

LORI – A NEIGHBOR’S DELIGHT – CHAPTER 1

It was during my first summer holiday since I’d gone to university when it happened. I had gone into town one Saturday afternoon to get some CDs, when I saw walking down the street towards me my French teacher from school. Generally I didn’t really like meeting my old teachers, it was always a bit odd being treated normally by people who had been authority figures for me only a short time ago, and even if Mrs. Woodcock (she was French, but had married an English guy) was far more attractive than the others with her long blonde hair, large breasts, sparkling eyes behind her black rimmed glasses, and most of all her sexy French accent, I was still not too keen to meet her. But it was too late, she had spotted me, and it would be rude to try and escape.

Not a day went by when I didn’t think about living out my hottest fantasy. I wanted to suck a cock and spend some time with my sexy buddy from the soccer club, but was never sure how to go about it. Until one day he was having his carpets cleaned in his unit and didn’t want to be around while the workers were there and then he felt that he needed to let it air a bit before staying there. My wife and I both agreed that he could stay and I decided to take the day off and spend a bit of time with him. He was having the day off as well, so we were going to catch a movie or something to kill the time.

As a kid I had a pool attracting all the neighborhood kids and friends. They were older, same age, and younger then me. Being a young kid most girls were still prepeubescent. Girls in skimpy bathing suits naturally got my attention. I began to catch small glimpses of body under the suits every so often. I got to see nipples when a girls top was out of place. This was a regular occurence. I would see cheeks from bottoms running up. I got a number of chances to look for many reasons. Sometimes the suit was too small and tight forming a good outline of pussylips. Others were too big and fit loose. Usually this made the crotch sag and can see up the legholes. I found this out watching the girls climb in an out of the pool. I was the youngest boy and often got special treatment. Like watching them change in front of me. Around 11 or 12 everyone moved away ending the parade of flesh for now.

Alicia strolled along the tree-covered avenue enjoying the afternoon heat and sunshine. North Carolina was wonderful in the summer, hot, but not too hot. She was still amazed at all the greenery. There hadn’t been much of that in New York City. She knew that Shirley lived next door, even though she had never actually met her. Both her and Shirley were NHRA widows. Their husbands were in the Mopar Mile High Nationals. Alicia was lonely. Maybe she could share her loneliness with Shirley. She sure as hell needed to share it with somebody.

I walked with pride and self-assurance through United Space Station, Saturn Base One. My high heels clicked on the plastic- coated steel deck, echoing through the passageways, drawing attention to my long, shapely legs and short uniform skirt. It was a day I will never forget, the absolute best day of my long career. I was a tall, sexy, blonde and one of the newest Lieutenants in the fleet. I was so hot I glowed. All heads turned as I passed, male heads in desire, female heads in envy.

Bart slid the shingle into place and nailed it down with three shots from his nail gun. Wiping his face, he looked around to find that he was out of shingles. He still had a large area left to finish. Somebody had fucked up and that somebody was Phil, his boss. Swearing at the loss of time, he pulled the hose from the nail gun and climbed down the ladder. He slid the nail gun into it’s case and turned off the compressor. He wiped his face again and looked around for the hose. It was about 90 degrees in the San Fernando valley, but at least 130 up on that black roof. He didn’t relish the idea of going back up there. What he needed was a nice tile roof, maybe wood shingles.

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