It had been ages since I'd spent a night at my old freshman roomie's house and even longer since we shared her married older brother. Better late than never...
Harley Duran, failed sharecropper, lost the farm he "cropped" on. He was blsack listed with the big owners and could find no work anywhere. He, his young wife and their baby wandered the state while he looked for work, any work. There was none to be had. Then, one day a railroad bull tried to kill him and his fortunes changed. Sorry, no twelve inch dicks here.
Back when I was seventeen and enjoying the summer before my senior year of high school, I had what can only be called an "interesting" experience. It's been almost four years since then when an unexpected visit allowed us the opportunity to see if our first time had just been a fluke or was there really something between us.
For a girl (like me) who loves having sex in a church, you can just imagine the opportunity presented by national church convention! Not to mention I was attending courtesy of an invitation by my new boss - the school administrator who I'd recently "interviewed" with for my job starting this fall. His wife and kids were along as well but that just made it all the hotter for me.
Realtors use all sorts of gimmicks to sell homes and my Aunt Linda is no exception. In her case, however, she offers a special "deal" most buyers can't refuse (especially the men). When that's not enough to close the deal, her daughter Kristen is there to help out. This time she was facing a critical deal with a difficult client. With her job on the line, she asked me if I wouldn't mind helping out. Of course I agreed!
Last year my dad asked my cousin Kristen and me to pretend to be whores and entertain a few of his clients. Apparently it turned him on as much as me so when he asked me to do the same for one of his out-of-town business associates I didn't hesitate!
Suddenly one day I realized it had been quite a while since I'd spent some really good "quality time" with my dad. Well... that shouldn't be so hard to remedy!
A night out at a bar or club isn't usually tops on my priority list yet there are those times when it can be fun. Besides, you never know who you're going to run across from your past!
A Story from The Town On her first day at The Library, Isla is swept into Carrie’s world of fashion, dominance, and fetish, where every outfit, every heel, and every rule is a lesson in trust and restraint. But when a modeling gig turns into a weekend bound as sirens, Isla and Carrie uncover a connection that they both desire, but is ultimately, fleeting. A story best experienced following The Practitioner - Chapter 7: A Neat Little Bow.