I grew in a conservative family where you would never hear the word shit around the household. When I got eighteen, my family threw a fantastic birthday party for me. Although, the party was private, it changed my look at things and at my own family. Other celebrations were events to remember as well. Finally, I had a great marriage.
A The Millers Story (3) Two teenagers - Questions - The one person, they want to turn to, is nowhere to be found - They only have each other - An answer they will not find - They don't care
A Story in the Erotic Future Universe
It's 2068. Nineteen years since the second American civil war, the Cabal crisis, and the ensuing global anarchy that broke the United States into hundreds of autonomous micro states and ended the world as we knew it. A new generation are coming of age in the Chareen Hills. These are the lucky ones. Their tolerably comfortable, insular lives, in a nice part of the shattered ruins of the American empire, are about to get a whole lot more interesting.
I threw my mother on the bed with my heart pounding. The drunk mother lay on the big bed, her clothes a little messy. I suddenly remembered the hypnosis book. (Beast, go to hell... go to hell!) I pulled my mother up and let her lean against the head of the bed. My mother struggled and twisted her sexy body.