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POKER–PART 3

CHAPTER 7 When we were in the dorms we were lucky to make love once or twice a week. We had many wonderful memories of room seven. It seemed plenty at the time, but now that we were together and married five times a week seemed insufficient. Pru was anything but prudent when it came to sex with me. We would typically study for several hours each afternoon, leave for dinner, return to study until at least ten then shower and make love before bed. We’d have to shower again in the morning before leaving for breakfast. I was up at 5:30 every other morning so I could run. I had learned that running gave me more energy and better concentration in class or when studying. Whatever the reason, the Patrick and Prudence team was …

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My Teacher_(2)

….It’s not easy having a lot of handsome guys in their late teen around you all day. Touch one and get fired, that was the hard rule. I dressed down as per school policy. No make up, plain clothes and strictly teaching and nothing else. The guys tried to get my attention all the time, but I just ignored them. I sent a few to the office for getting to ’frisky’ to send a message to them all. I wasn’t to be messed with. These were the rules, and all for a good reason. …..I had to watch as little sluts hung on these guys, and I felt anger. They were getting sex from these guys….I was getting none. ….There was only one little problem….I was a woman and my body and mind liked guys …

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The Ten of Them Chapter 23

In the morning Crystal is the first to stir, and she awakes Sam asking, “Where’s the bathroom?” Her movement awakes Kathryn and I, Kathryn stays with me as the girls go to the bathroom. Kathryn kisses me and says, “I never thought my life could be so great. I have a great husband, two great kids. I’m expecting a beautiful baby girl, all before I turn fifteen.” With a smile I say, “The day I met you, was one of the best days in my life. Your Dad even told me you were getting a crush on me. I think my heart skipped a beat. At first I thought it was because I was afraid I might hurt you, I already knew I did not ever want to do that. I now know it was …

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Being More Social – Chapters 11-15

Chapter Eleven Granted, if one looked at it objectively, Nicole quitting Student Council wasn’t exactly horrific. If it wasn’t Nicole, I might have even labeled it ‘teen drama.’ Nevertheless I still mirrored her sad expression. “Is it that bad?” I asked her. She nodded as she drove, then sighed. “I didn’t wanna tell you because I figure it would put a rain cloud over our hanging out time.” She paused, then spoke with an uncharacteristically small voice. “Want me to just drop you off at home?” “No!” I all but shouted. Nicole recovered somewhat. “Good, because I haven’t been able to hang out with Single Adam in a long while, and I miss him.” “It’s all about sex with you, isn’t it?” I asked her slyly, somewhat relieved myself that we got over the topic …

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My Night As A Corpse

On a cold Friday afternoon in February 1969, a group of us guys were gathered at our favorite stretch of country road to see who had the fastest car. I was 19 & had recently acquired a white 1966 Ford Fairlane GT 390 4-Speed. I would be racing against my friend Jeff; who had a 1966 Chevy SS396. The 3 mile stretch we used had some curves and and a bridge over the river. We received the start signal and bolted down the road with Jeff in the left lane and my car in the right. I was pulling slightly ahead as we approached the curve near the bridge. I didn’t see the patch of ice until it was too late. I lost control and my car plumetted off the bank into the river. I …

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A Farm House Story: Part 2 of 4: Welcome and Unwelcome Guests

“When I’m here I like to hear the local new. Do you mind?” “Not a bit. I’m interested in finding out what’s going on too.” The weather forecaster said that it was a typical Fort Worth early September evening and sunset would be about 748. It was followed by the local news. The crackle of the radio continued, “This is our top local 630 news story. “Jacksboro prison officials report that some prisoners escaped from the state jail at Jacksboro today. Authorities believe they are on foot and are reminding motorists to not pick up any hitchhikers and to be on guard. They report three escapees. They may not be armed but they are on the run and should be considered dangerous. “In other news…” He was not listening further. From working together, she knew …

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THE FREAK–Part 2 of 5

THE FREAK—Part 2 I picked Barbara up at seven the following night for bowling. Neither Mr. nor Mrs. Gleason commented on Barbara’s condition last night so I assumed that they had been in bed when she walked in to the apartment. Barbara confirmed that once we were in the car. I drove to Mount Vernon, parking in the small lot that was used primarily during the morning for the commercial bakery that occupied the building’s first floor. It was a long climb up the stairs, a bowling bag in each hand and Barbara hanging onto my arm. “Tell me again why you have two balls.” Then she began to laugh before continuing, “Er…bowling balls.” I just shook my head. Holding up my right hand I explained, “This one is my strike ball. It’s the one …

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Sharing Ruth – Chapter 2

There was no doubt that my wife was a nymphomaniac. A voyage into wife swapping was great. What would be next, I wondered. Our night with Alf and Bronwyn had been great fun. I had been apprehensive at first but Bronwyn turned out to be a great fuck. I was hoping for more. It was only a couple of weeks later when Bronwyn rang Ruth and suggested we come over to their house for dinner. It was me who was excited this time and Ruth started to tease me. Apparently Bronwyn had told her what a great time she had with me. I know I had a good time. Ruth pretended to be jealous but I was well aware that she had enjoyed the freedom of fucking someone else. The day finally arrived and we …

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Sonya’ Siren Song

It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and as she jumped gracefully into the air to take a shot, I thought, She moves just like her mother. She put the ball straight through the hoop, caught it on its first bounce off the concrete, and then turned to face me, smiling happily and dribbling the ball on the spot, as I put the car into Park and switched off the engine. “Hey, Leon,” she said, as I got out. She always called me by my first name. “Hi,” …

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Lost Sailor – Chapter 2

Lost Sailor – Chapter 2 “Jerry, Winter Harbour, Thursday night, Be there! – Brandy” _______________________________________________________________________________________________ I must have read that note thirty times before the message sank into my head. Brandy had left without so much as a “Good-bye”. Even just a hint of why she’d sailed out of the cove so early in the morning would have made me feel better. Winter Harbour. Shit, how I hated that place. With the draft of my 32-foot sloop, the only time of day that I could safely enter or leave that harbour was at high tide, just as it turned. At any other time, the solid basalt reef that protected the cove beyond, would rip the keel off before I knew it. Despite my loathing of that sheltered moorage, I decided that I probably would take …

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Bully Revenge, Pt.2

It was late afternoon when my custom-painted-Porsche Cayenne pulled in to the lot of the Coombs Inn, a quaint little B&B in the historic district, just off the boardwalk, at the mouth of the Apalach river. “Wha…why here?” Jordynn asked. “I help the couple that own this place” I reply. “My place is in the gated community over on St. Georgina Island, right on the beach. You really didn’t think I’d take you there, do you?” I let that insult burn in, then continued, “These people keep a little bungalow held just for me. Ever wonder why circuit judges & power-people stay here?” Pulling down to the end, there was one small bungalow separate from the main building, connected only by a sidewalk. As we enter the place I tell her “So J…like I said …

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COME MONDAY

COME MONDAY Lonnie was running hard on the beach, sweating bullets. It was late on the Saturday morning of Memorial Day weekend, and the sun was hot and the sky was high. Humid as hell, too. He was about halfway through his fourth mile, and in a few minutes he would be leaving the beach and getting back on the pavement. Then he would run the five blocks to his condo complex and jump in the pool. He loved running on the beach for several reasons. There was usually a breeze. The hard-packed sand was the ideal running surface. And the scenery: the beach babes, slim, hot, and wearing little. It was a small town on the northeast coast of Florida, a quaint throwback to earlier times. No high-rises trashing the land and seascape like …

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Me and Milly – Part 3: Her House

A few days passed before I spoke to Milly again. She lived about 20mins from me and Julie and lived with her Sister Zoë. I was desperate to see her, but knew it would be suspicious if I suddenly took interest in a 15 year old. Half my age. But my luck was in on Friday night. Zoë had to work late, and asked me to get Milly sorted after school and take her home. Julie was also working a late shift, so she told me to get some dinner with Milly and be done with it. This was brilliant, they were giving me an excuse to hang out with her. So I text Milly and told her of what was going to happen, and she was really excited for it. She told me she …

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Road Trip part 8

I don’ t know how long we sat there but the water tank for these places must be fucking huge as the damn thing didn’t go cold on us before we could get off the floor and get Jackie cleaned up. I got out of my now wet clothes and we took the time to get the layers of dirt off. The drain on the shower was able to take it all and I did the little things like wash her back and thank god my girls showed me different ways to deal with long damaged hair. You just can’t put shit in and pray you have to work it and after a while I see Jackie start to finally relax as we get the last of the soap off and dry ourselves. My clothes …

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To Walk a Mile

******** Chapter 1 Ed liked his new truck. It was shiny and big and had a heater that worked. It had lots of other toys too but he hadn’t really played with them yet. He’d discovered the air conditioner though. The truck was a present from some of the ladies he loved. When his previous F-150 was destroyed in an accident he’d insisted that he could take the bus to work but they wouldn’t have it. Rachel, Angie, and Zoe had all pitched in to buy him a brand new Ford F-150 XLT. It was black with chrome accents in a sports package look, whatever that was. All he knew was that it drove really well and he liked it. While the heater worked and he’d made good use of it over the winter months, …

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The Chauffeur (#42) Extortion

CHAPTER 1 Before Dakota came down from the office, Amy came scuffling out of her bedroom. Apparently, she was up late watching movies. The one I saw before going to bed was only one of three that the gang watched. I sat her down and gave her the update about what had happened. She looked like a lost puppy because this was not something that we had discussed as a means of security. She asked if she could go take a quick shower and then help on the phones. I sent her to get that shower as I would need a wide-awake Amy. Jill was pacing back and forth. I couldn’t tell if she was worried or if she was thinking about her next move. BJ was pretty much her shadow. They sat down together …

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Siblings Desire 3

Sometimes life is weird and it goes the way that you hope but in a way that you do not expect. That was the conclusion that I had come to at this point of the night. For weeks I had anticipated tonight with excitement, I was going to go to my best friends house and going to a massive party there. I had spent so many nights fantasizing about what would happen at that party. It became a nightly event for me to be sprawled out on my bed and fingering myself imagining the many handsome boys my age. I would fondle and play with my tits imaging that it was the boy I would fuck later at the party. The parties at Hailey’s always went the same, I would hype it up in my …

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The full body workout

I was almost done. I mean with my workout. Ever since COVID19, I’ve been forced to exercise at home. That’s almost the only concession I’ve had to make because of the virus. I had no problems to move to remote working, so I was never really hit as bad as some people. I really like to work out. So, to avoid getting sick, I bought full set of gym equipment to home. Well, not full set since that would have been overkill. But more like bench, bar, dumbbells, and enough weights to manage. It’s funny how much you can get done just by even having a simple lifting bar at home. I wouldn’t say that I am addicted to working out, but that is my standard method of staying in shape. I am quite athletic, …

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Perchance to Dream Pt. 2

“Caught Up In A Dream” Melanie found some of my daughter Alice’s looser fitting clothes and struggled into them. The Uber driver was two minutes away. Maybe, I thought. Just maybe, we can get Melanie out of here without a major scene with my hungover wife. I creaked open Alice’s door and peered out into the hall. My bedroom door was shut, where my wife was still, hopefully, sleeping. I waved Melanie out and we raced downstairs to the laundry room. She picked up her purse, shoes, and clothes from last night and we went out the front door. We kissed briefly, but passionately, and a little Prius rolled up. Fortunately, it was not the same guy from last night! “I’ll call you,” I said to her. Melanie tilted her head slightly and squinted her …

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Home from the War

We were four army buddies home from Iraq. We’d been eating sand and pissing dust for over a year and were dying for a genuine, frost sweating long neck beer in a bar listening to the loudest band we could find. In the next week we wanted to get drunk, laid, laid, drunk then laid again. My home town was the closest to the base so I called my younger sister and told her I had three friends and we were coming to town. I asked her if she could set up a party with some of her college friends for us homecoming heroes. She got excited, squealed with delight and promised me a welcome I would never forget. My sister Ashley is two years younger than me. She had just started her second year …

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