An Adventure in DB_Story's Fembot Universe
If you don't like self-insert stories then this is NOT for you. However, if you want to know why I write these stories, and how DB_Story started out as a typo, then read on.
It was every teenage boy's dream job. He got to suck a beautiful woman's big, beautiful tits, have her suck his cock and he ate her pusse. Then they fucked as she prepared him for gis first date. And she paid him to boot!
A Driftwood on Memory's River...Story (7) Revisit the distant past! The decade of the 1930's. The desolate lean years of the Great Depression. Men worked ten hour days for $1.00 a day. Come now'"walk with a most unusual mysterious Stranger as he charms his way into the hearts of a poor family; brightening their days, and making life a bit more enjoyable while creating his own special brand of good luck.
A Driftwood on Memory's River...Story (6) This little true-life literary portrait tells the story of a young sailor who receives a lesson in understanding people when he is assigned to - well, the meanest Boatswain's Mate in the Navy. You have read stories where love turns to hate. This story, told with a great deal of affection, would qualify as a hate that at least turns to affection. This is another in my slice of life series.