This story is designed to highlight the extreme conditions of physical, emotional and sexual abuse to which all Roman slaves were liable to be exposed, through the experiences of three boy gladiators. It was inspired largely by the TV series 'Spartacus: Blood and Sand' (and features a cameo from one of the characters) and the book 'Time Hunters: Gladiator Clash' by Adam Blade. Credit goes to ChatGPT for talking through my ideas with me and coming up with interesting settings for some scenes.
On a business trip I stop for a girl walking in a downpour. To my surprise she was young, legal but looked younger. I got a motel room to help her out and get warmed up. We warmed each other and then she warmed to a few others. Hot she was and is. A true story.
Romance between a busty teen and her brother that starts so innocently and ignites such passion. Lessie teachs dancing and dating skills to a willing pupil.
It's Ray's 17th birthday and he has high hopes of getting into Missy's panties, but she rebuts his advances, being the prick tease she is. Ray drops her off at her house and in anger is speeding home when the highway patrol officer pulls him over. Ray is beligerent to the officer not knowing it is a female. She pulls him out of his car and searches him, then helps him fulfill the desires of his 17th birthday.
Growing up in a small town in southeastern Georgia in the 1960’s wasn’t quite as idyllic as Mayberry, but my time there was made a lot better by having Daisy Taylor in my life. She was a pugnacious, kind of bratty tomboy who became my first love. Together, we explored the blooming sexuality of our teen years.
Summer had been hard; hard to forget her, hard to move on. But the first week of uni completely helped change that. I was over her. I had forgotten her. Now, here, I was surrounded by new normal people, including normal attractive girls. I was saved. Or was I? Am I still hopelessly in love with the frumpy girl whom I've been crushing on all through school? And might she actually have some feelings for me?