Lucy is excited to start her new job even if it is on the Night Shift. She knows she still has a lot to learn and is willing to bend over backwards to get the job done. Her rapport with the male patients is above and beyond the call of duty.
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Jenna and Michael are perfect for each other. But how will they find each other? There is a way but it's a little unconventional.
Christy had taken off work to wait for the carpet installers to put in her new carpet. But when they showed up, they had more than a carpet installation in front of them!
During the initial implementation of laws promoting public nudity in the State of Franklin, it was becoming common to observe how this unique lifestyle choice would draw the attention of others, especially in contrast to those who were fully clothed. Tianna Dorsey knew of Mendini, Lambert, and Locke Associates' strict dress code policy against public nudity unless directed. However, circumstances changed after some early misunderstanding of the violation of the EPRA.
When the absolute worst candidate possible is accepted into an Antarctic research program, global warming becomes the least of our problems. Or maybe I'm just paranoid.
What if an escort company decided to take over the world? VBE is a juvenile rant against capitalism, sexism, celebrity, and the Entertainment-Industrial Complex. For the first time ever the whole sordid story is available here in condensed Reader's Digest format without all the clever graphics, provocative distractions, or subliminal messages embedded in the original VBE website. Note: The author received no compensation from product placement. (I did it out of the goodness in my heart)
Male-perspective bisexual: Jim is a nondiscriminatory portrait painter, using-fully using-male and female models alike, painting them in a unique multidimensional mode. When he brings Juliet home to lay and paint, his at-home lover, Jules, isn't keen on sharing his sex partner with Juliet. Jim, though, highly sexed and fully bisexual, has what he thinks is the solution.
I had a couple of teachers I wanted to thank. First was my Earth Science teacher. He was a sweet old lonely man. I walked into his classroom after the last student left for the summer. I pushed the door closed and pulled the shade down. "Vat are you doing Mz. Cox," he asked. "Something to thank you for the time you took with me and your other students Mr. I." I dropped to my knees in front of him, and by the time he inhaled enough air to speak, his cock was in my gullet.