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Charles & JamesI am 26 years old, out of college, living on my own. I rent a small bungalow set well back behind a larger house. My landlady is an older woman well into her late 60’s I’d guess.

Hard of hearing, especially when it comes to my complaints of lack of hot water.

Anyhow, I’m alone in my life at this point, but not lonely. I have my hobbies and I have my memories and those two keep me satisfied. Yet, still one warm day while walking from the bus stop, when I encountered James I felt compelled to take him home.

James was a beautiful dog, some type of mix breed, I’m assuming Shepard and something else. He was friendly too, and his mangy look and hungry eyes didn’t put me off in the least. I led him home, quietly past my landladies window and into my home.

There I fed and bathed him. That night he showed his appreciation by sleeping at my feet.

James and I were happy with one another, and so a week passed.

Then I started to have these thoughts, curious thoughts. Thoughts on what it was like to have sex with an animal. I was ashamed of these thoughts but only for a moment. And then something else took over. I thought on this for a few days, studying James closely, making a plan. The first step of my plan was to see how eager James would be. So when I got home from work on Friday, having the weekend off, I figured it would give me time to experiment. I got right to work, I pulled all my shades and undressed myself.

I went about my normal routine, preparing the meal, feeding James, and when it got dark allowing him out to make his business. I did this all while nude, and James didn’t seem to care. When James came in from his nightly walk, I implemented my second test.
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Chapter One  Chapter 1

As a reporter, I learn things about the human race that are often…alarming, often sickening. The rape, for example, of a young girl as she played in the park with friends; the atrocity of war and the blood spilled by nations civilized and not so.
My first exploration into journalism happened in my final year of high school; part of the work experience program the local council urged the headmaster to introduce to us tearaways who had no ambition in life, no career in mind.
I chose to follow a reporter around for those two weeks, and became so fascinated with the day-to-day routine of a country journalist that I enrolled in college and university to gain my degree in journalism.
But my desire was not that of my first tutor; no, I didn’t want the weekly spot in the county-wide paper, shoved between the Weekender section and the classified ads. I wanted to star in the country’s top papers, offering my story of the day far and wide from Scotland to Wales.
From the age of sixteen to twenty, I studied hard, and played little. When I wasn’t working my ass off, my spare time was taken up by the short articles and commentaries I wrote to bring in a bit of cash to pay the rent and buy my monthly packs of Bachelors dried soup.
By the time the ink dried on my degree, I’d applied for several jobs writing for daily tabloids, but none were responsive to my inquiries. Disheartened somewhat, I kept writing my opinions, my articles. Eventually, I launched my own website, posting my work twice daily.
The hits it received were…astronomical.
Anyway, before I get any further with the adventures I have to tell you, let me introduce myself. After all, I will be your guide to shocking events and taboo pleasures.
My name is Trelawney, Rebecca Trelawney.
I guess I’m about average height; a well-muscled five-eight. Though I’m not slender, I find that the one man in my life thinks that my build is…highly arousing. My hair is shaggy, a burnished red that I like. For the foreseeable future, at least. He also has an affection for my eyes; clear, direct blue.
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 Caught by my twin, then taught her how.

        I was home alone one day (which is rare since I have a twin sister I share my room with, a younger brother, and then my father) so I decided to look up some nasty porn online.  I was only 15 at the time but already I was into some dirty dirty things.  My sister and I started having incestuous lesbian sex together 2 years before, and just a couple months ago decided together to seduce our brother (his 14th birthday present).

Our dog thunder was in my room with wasn’t anything new plus he would let me know if anyone came home while I was distracted (like with masturbation).  Well wouldn’t you know it, i happened across some animal porn and began to get rather excited seeing women getting fucked by dogs and horses.

My pussy was almost dripping when I finally took off my sweat pants and panties and began to play with myself to a video of a big german shephard fucking a skinny little thing of a girl with his big red cock.  I was so into this that I didn’t notice Thunder( a german shephard) get up and come over to me to check out the new smell in the room.  All of a sudden I felt his tongue on my pussy and I had an immediate orgasm.  My mind went to one place and one place only, I HAD TO TRY THIS.  I got out of my chair and then got down on my hand and knees then turned my head to watch Thunder.  His cock was sticking out of his sheath about 4 inches and it looked nice and thick.

He bagan licking my pussy from behind and OH MY GOD it was so hot the way his tongue actually went inside my pussy and then continued on up to finish by licking my asshole.  I quickly looked at my bedside alarm clock taking note that its still 2 hours before my sister is due home from school (i faked being sick to skip), a good 3 hours before my brother gets home and about 3 and a half before dad would, I was in the clear.

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 Carole’s Holiday

    She was climbing the school steps with about five minutes to spare when her slut friend Jill came over. Hi Carole. You look tired,” she said.
I’m not tired,” she replied as she told Jill about her morning. I’ve got myself really horny wondering whose shafting my mum, and I haven’t had time to bring myself off.”
I thing I can help you there,” grinned Jill. Come on, we’ve just got time to get to the toilets.”
As they both squeezed themselves into the one stall Jill said, Drop your knickers,” as she rummaged through her bag.
What are you looking for,” hissed Carole. We don’t have time for anything.”
We have time for this,” said Jill, as she drew what looked to be an egg attached to a wire from her bag. I got this Mail Order. You stick it in your pussy and it’s attached to this control box so you can increase the vibrations. I’ve tried it, its brilliant.”
As Carole inspected it, she could still smell her young friend’s pussy on the plastic. Yea, I can tell you’ve tried it,” she laughed. Ok put it in for me.”
Jill knelt down and rubbed the egg over Carole’s pussy lips that were already slippery with her juices. As Carole bent her legs slightly, Jill pushed the egg firmly into her cunt. It’s in,” she said as she lent forward and licked Carole’s clit, just as the school bell sounded. Shit,” they booth said together. Quick, pull your panties up and that will hold the wire in place.”
Jill then tucked the small control box into the back of Carole’s knickers, switched it on to low, and smoothed down her skirt. Perfect,” she said. Lets go.”
The vibrations in her pussy were delicious. She found that by rocking slightly in her seat, the movements of her knickers over her clit, combined with the vibrations were enough to bring her off. She came once in geography and twice in maths. Fuck she thought, anything that can make maths pleasurable, has got to be good.
At the break she was standing in the corridor with Jill and some of their friends. How does it feel,” whispered Jill so no one else could hear.
Fucking brilliant,” replied Carole. My knickers are soaking.”
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Careful What You Wish For

       Fantasise about seeing your wife or girlfriend GANGBANGED
Do you want to turn your fantasy into reality
If YES, contact us for more details on e mail address etc, etc”

My heart began beating faster and my cock became stiffer as I re-read the massage. At first I thought that it must be some kid messing about, then I realised that my fingers were typing the address into an e-mail document.
“It’ll be a laugh.” I thought, as I typed ‘Interested. Send details.’
“It’ll be a turn on for him to consider banging my wife.”
I sent the e-mail never thinking that they were serious or even lived in the UK anyhow.
After about 10 minutes of surfing even darker porn sites, a message ‘pinged’ on screen. I checked my account to see that the message was from the person that I had replied to.
It read…

We may be interested in your wife but need more details. Send by return”.

I smiled and eagerly replied…
Andrea, 27, slim, no kids, 5 foot 6 inches, brown hair and blue eyes and I think she is attractive”. I pressed send.

After two or three minutes I had another reply.

Send a picture and her sexual preferences. You could be in business”

My heart gave a jump as I looked through my documents” for something suitable. My cock was stiffening as I found a picture of her from a wedding we attended earlier in the year. She was wearing a hat and a light coloured dress that emphasised her curves. She looked gorgeous.
“Picture attached. Loves oral (giving and receiving), prefers ‘doggy style’, enjoys wearing sexy lingerie. Not very vocal but is very orgasmic.” I exaggerated about the oral sex, but it was only a bit of fun.
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 Captured Lady

         I immediately dropped what I was carrying and started to try to fight whatever it was that had done this to me, I scratched one of them on the face real good because he immediately let go of me and started to say “shit, she is going to pay for this”. Well my skin got all crawlly at the thought of some kind of payment.

The other guy told him that he’d be ok and to get the belt, all the while I was kicking & scratching. The guy that was holding me was really big and strong and I wasn’t able to do much damage to him except step on his feet with my heels which he didn’t like much either. Well I felt this belt going around my waist and one of them laughed and said “She won’t be able to do anything once we get this on her good” They really cinched it up tight, I almost couldn’t breath and now I was really getting scared. They took some kind of cuffs and latched my hands to my sides using the belt then they took something sharp and told me “Don’t move if you don’t want your tits cut all up” With a threat like that I decided to stay still and not move at all.

They cut up my dress and left me in my bra and panties, but that didn’t last either. When they had me naked they told me to open my legs well I didn’t want to do that so I shook my head “no”, well one of them grabbed my breast (which are very large and full) and squeezed it hard but I still wouldn’t open them, one of the guys said, “get the clamps and she will open up wide for us for sure” I heard them rummaging around and then the other guy said “the little ones or the big ones” , “Big ones, she might as well get used to it now” then I felt one of them grabbing my nipples and pulling it out and then the teeth from the clamps cutting my soft nipples, I started to scream but I couldn’t with the ball gag in my mouth and I felt something warm on my body, I figured it was blood from the clamps. “Open up your legs bitch now or I will tighten them tighter” That was all I needed to hear I opened them up a little, “MORE BITCH, all the way as far as you can” so I did it, I had no choice. I felt something touching me on my ass it was wet and cold, “Get out of here Rex she is not ready for your dog’s cock yet” well I started to shiver to think about what would happen to me at these hands.

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Calling Her Bluff Ch. 3   Cindy and I talked about what we should do for our next sexual fantasy. We decided to try and find a male dog to see what we could come up with!

We headed up to our trailed up north for the weekend. We went out to eat and dine for a while. When we got back to our trailer…luck was with us! We couldn’t believe it! There was a large Black Lab sitting by our trailer! We got out of the Jeep and walked over to him. Cindy said, “Check to see if it’s a male!” I bent over to look between his legs and sure shit! He had a cock and balls! “He sure is Hon!” I said.

Without saying another word to me, she opened the trailer and walked in. She turned to coax the dog into the trailer with her, but he was all ready running up the stairs! I looked around to see if anyone seen us, but the coast was clear! I ran up the steps next!

We closed and locked the door and made some strong drinks! “That should make us more brave!” I said to her. “Thanks, I’ll need it!” She said back. We did up the coke and took our clothes off. Cindy sat on the chair and I moved over to her and put my cock to her lips. She opened her mouth and sucked my hard cock into her soft lips. She sucked my cock in and out while I played with her tits. Then she said, “Come on…Let’s do something with the dog!” “What do you want to try?” I replied.

“Let’s look at his cock!” She said. We got on the floor and the dog came over and lay down by us. I scratched his head and behind the ears. Then I started to scratch his belly. As I did, his leg came up and he gave us good look at his fur covered cock and balls. He had a very large set of balls on him! I said to Cindy, “Let’s see if we can coax it out!” Then I reached over and grabbed the sheath and slowly pumped it back and forth. As I pumped on it, the pink cock started to come out the end and Cindy said, “Look at that! His doggy cock is coming out!” I was amazed at the size of it! His cock head was as big as mine! The more I pumped, the more came out.
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 Cadbury in service

   “Cadbury in Service” Jenny dangled her unadorned legs over the edge of the bed, her slippers had fallen off and landed on the carpeted floor silently, one across the other. Her thoughts raced and anticipation mounted with her heart as it beat faster in her chest. It wasn’t her first time, but she had decided that she wanted to take it to the next level and a Friday night would give her ample time to recover if she needed it. Just the thought of her long-term lover and his experience caused her to breathe a little more rapidly and her pulse to quicken. The heat in her belly and sex rose like a furnace of desire.

There would only be one way to quench the need, but she didn’t want to rush it. She lay back and rested her head on the pillows she had arranged to support her. Almost automatically, her fingers found her lips and parted the silken folds. Her fingertips told of the smouldering heat and her natural wetness.

A slight touch with her index finger against her clit was like an electric shock. A buzz of intense feeling travelled through her stomach and produced a shivering thrill. Just the thought of what was to come had her on the precipice of a major orgasm that threatened to boil over and erupt like Vesuvius. She wanted to hold on though and share her climax with her partner. She pictured him in her minds eye in a third person perception and replayed the scene she had been dreaming about for so long. The visual images playing behind her closed lids almost took her over the edge and she took her fingers away from the temptation of rubbing her clit and fucking her to a crashing high. It was a supreme effort and Jenny contented herself with a taste of her moisture and female lubrication as she sucked off her wetness from slickened fingers. She was ready, but he hadn’t entered the room yet.

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 Busted

   Caroline entered the house expecting to find her husband and two daughters huddled by the picture window still peeking through blinds. She saw only Becky, her oldest, but she was in the act of taking a seat on the sofa. Their eyes met and told Caroline all she needed to know. Becky had that I-saw-Mommy-kissin’-Santa look–a mischievous gleam. She thumbed through her Teen Magazine while trying to hold back a knowing smile.

Caroline had been busted, and she knew it. She also knew it was bound to happen sooner or later, now that she had to use Bonnie’s front door to come and go, wearing sexy clothes no less. Caroline was already resolved to let the chips fall where they may, knowing she’d get caught, be seen by neighbors, and become the grist for the neighborhood gossip mill. If the girls didn’t see, they’d eventually hear.

She knew she could not stay away from Bonnie, not now, anyway.

She fought back the impulse to tell Becky to wipe that stupid grin off her face and mind her own business, but was glad she held that in when fourteen-year-old Joann came bounding into the room, saying, “What’s so important that I have to see this, now? Oh, hi, Mom!”

Caroline squared her shoulders and brushed past Joann, saying, “You missed it, but I’m sure your snoopy sister will fill you in. Where’s your father?”

“I think he’s on the phone in the den.”

Caroline made for the den and met Richard as he was coming out. She was still in the living room. Joann had just taken a seat beside Becky. The girls were behind her to her left. Richard said, “Oops. Didn’t see you. Sweetheart, I have to go back to the office for a few hours. I’ll catch something to eat downtown. I’m going to leave the phone on the service. Was there something you needed?”
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Bruce and Buck

A day had gone by since my first encounter with my dogs. My parents were still gone for the weekend, and as I lay in bed, I thought about what had happened the night before. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I didn’t know if I should feel guilty, or excited. I was sure that it was wrong. I knew it was. But that apparently didn’t matter. As I thought back upon how my dog had forced himself inside me, how wonderful it had felt… I began to get wet. I thought about lying there in my bed and fingering myself, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted a repeat of last night. I actually WANTED to let my dogs have at me. However, as badly as I may have wanted it, I wasn’t about to go and offer myself to them. I was certain that if I were to just offer myself to them that the guilt would be unbearable-no matter how amazing it would feel.

I had to get off my bed. My hand was already starting to slide under my skirt, cirling my clit. I pulled my hand away and decided to head into the living room. I could turn on a movie to get my mind off of last night.

I flipped through the channels, stopping when I found a decent love story to watch. I’m a sucker for love stories. I got confortable on the couch, laying on my side with my elbow propped up, head resting in my hand. Bruce and Buck were both lying on the floor, asleep. I forced the idea of waking them up out of my mind. I was determined to watch this movie.

The movie was one I’d never seen before, and was halfway decent. I was a good half hour into the predictable storyline when the couple–predictably–realized that they were in love with one another and shared their first kiss. That scene soon led into another, where they were in an apartment, and things were getting steamy. All throughout the movie I had been drooling over the main actor in the movie-He was the personification of my type. As his clothes started coming off, I started to get wet again. Pretty soon my cute love story had turned into a porno.

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Brown Nosing

    We had just dropped our three kids off at a local theater and pulled away from the curb. Frank was in great spirits and hadn’t stopped talking since he got the news. The job that saved our home was his, at least for a three month probationary period. The pay was nearly double what he expected, and he felt confident of landing a permanent position.

I was relieved, even happy, but I’d been in a silent stew since leaving Blake Stone’s office. As soon as the kids were out of earshot, I turned abruptly to Frank and shouted, “Do you know what that son-of-a-bitch had the nerve to do?”

Frank’s dream balloon appeared ready to burst. He said, “Honey, what could he have done? I was only out of the office five minutes; besides, the kids were right there with you the whole time.”

“Frank, it wasn’t me he did anything to. That bastard fondled Sherry. He pulled her up on his lap and fondled her right in front of me.”

“Honey, calm down. Just what are you calling fondling? I saw her on his lap when I came back. She looked fine to me.”

I scooted up next to Frank and grabbed his right hand. I brought it up under my skirt, clear to the tops of my thighs, and said, “What do you call this?”

He smiled a devilish grin and rubbed my inner thigh, saying, “I call it my lucky day.” I knew right away that placing his hand near my vagina was a mistake. He was in far to good of spirit not to take advantage of my one major weakness: I have never been able to say no once my pussy gets stimulated. He said, “Honey, I know he never put his hand this far up a twelve-year-old’s leg.”
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Bride Of The Beast~The Match Is LitKrystal followed her Master into the bedroom as he took her
hand in his to lead her down the hallway.  Upon entering she
noticed the room was awash in the glow of candlelight, their tiny
flames cast flickering shadows over the walls as she saw the small
pillars burning within their glass bowls all sat atop the bureau and
shelves that lined the room.

The air was heavy with the scent of jasmine as the wax began
to melt and pool within each of their containers and Krystal
felt her knees began to weaken from the anticipation of what
she’d waited all week for.

It was to be her night of the mating ritual.
Master had explained everything that would take place.
Giving her instruction and having her read of the experiences
shared by other women and their canine lovers as she sat
each night in front of her computer for no more or less than two
hours during the evening prior to bed.

She was instructed to read and view the intimate details of
the women who had chosen to share their most intimate secrets.
This taboo desire to couple and mate with these canine beasts.
Krystal was instructed NOT to cum as she read of their experiences,
to not allow herself that pleasure but save herself for a night
that would soon come. A night where she would be unspoiled and
give total acceptance in her role as bitch to her beastial lover.
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Brian’s Tale 2, the next wag.    It’s been some time now since Brian and I became a couple. Ever since that first weekend when he and I got together my life has never been the same.

Its like suddenly my eyes had been opened to the world and I saw clearly for the first time, life and my place in it. The things that used to upset me so much are now things that, at the most, just irritate me. The mean spiteful school “friends” now mean nothing to me. Their silly pranks a waste of time and effort for now I am contented.
Looking back at that first weekend I can say that I am glad that it happened. That first weekend was so intense that I had a sore pussy for weeks afterwards. Not that I gave it much of a chance to rest. Brian was insatiable. He could keep going long after I would have stopped. Every orifice was filled with his juices and he could still pleasure me. His red stalk could reach so deep inside of me, filling me to the brim. And his tongue, oh how I love his tongue. It too could reach deep into me, stimulating me with its coarseness, cleaning my every nook and cranny. It doesn’t matter whether I am clean or messy, he will still clean me out, just fantastic!
I must admit that my favourite position is “doggy” style and although Brian still gets upset at me calling myself his bitch I think that he too likes mounting me that way.
Now that some time has past, the mad passion has slowly eased off a bit but we still do it nearly every day, not nearly every hour.

Occasionally Brian has to sleep in my parent’s room but in the mornings he sneaks into my room and with his magical tongue starts licking me from toe to temple.

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Brian’s Tale    The front door crashing open brought me out of my daydream, Lois so near yet so far away. Another crash, the flash of mustard yellow and the sounds of sobs brought me back fully to reality. Fully opening my eyes I saw Meg, Lois’ daughter, back from marching practice in her uniform and laying on the floor sobbing after falling over the coffee table. “You alright Meg” I asked.
“I’m fine, just leave me alone” she sobbed.
Meg is a bit of a drama queen so this could be anything from something minor to a major crisis, I had better take it easy with her. “I can see that something is bothering you, anyone with half a brain can see that. Good thing your dad isn’t home then, Hey” I replied trying to cheer her up.
“You wouldn’t understand” she sobbed, “You’re just a dog”.
“Just a dog, yes, just a dog, and this is why I am sure I could understand” I said, sorrow tainting my voice.
“What do you mean” Meg asked between sniffles.
“To other dogs I am just a freak and so they avoid or ignore me, to humans I am just a dog, a pet only” I replied.
“I am sorry” Meg sniffled, “I did not realise”.
“Its ok Meg, I know you did not mean anything by what you said. It still stands though, tell what is bothering you” I replied.
“I can’t, where is mum” she asked.
“I am afraid the rest of the family have gone to the next town with your dad, something to do with Chris I believe. So why don’t you get off the floor, sit up here next to me and tell what is upsetting you” I offer.
With that I reach down and take Meg’s hand and slowly lift her up to sit her next to me on the lounge. As she is getting up off the floor I look down at her cute tear streaked face and realise just how much she looks like her mum Lois. Half way up she lets out another sob and sits back down on the floor with a thud onto her backside, nearly pulling me off the lounge as well. I look her over and can now see that she has been crying a lot with the front of her uniform damp from her tears and I could see that what ever it was that was upsetting her was something major, at least to her. Again I start pulling her up so she can sit next to me on and when she started to rise up again she spread her legs exposing her uniform bloomers. I could see from the stains on them that she had a “wee” accident also, but she did not seem to know this yet. Another drama to be unfolded at a later date. Will worry about that one when the time comes.

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Boy Bitch Part III

    Things went on like this pretty much every day with my sister and me. But, one day she decided that she wasn’t getting her fair share of fucking by Toby. When she confronted me about letting her have more time with Toby, I said that he liked to fuck me more than he did her because my ass was tighter than her pussy or ass, and he got off better with me than he did her.

She got madder than hell when I told her this and stormed out of the room. She came back later, while Toby was fucking the hell out of me. She had three big black football players, that she’d been fucking, with her. When they walked in and caught me getting fucked by Toby, they had a shocked look on their faces. My sister, Peggy, Told them I was their bitch if they wanted me. They immediately stripped out of their clothes and made Toby get out of my ass.

The biggest black guy told me to suck his dick. It was huge, and I just stared at it. He grabbed me by the head and shoved it all the way down my throat, causing me to gag and almost puke. He kept face fucking me, making me deep throat him every other stroke of his 11” cock. I was pretty much used to deep throating Toby’s cock. So I became accustom quickly to sucking this giant cock, and soon began to enjoy it.

While I was sucking him off, the next guy spread my ass checks and, without lubricating my asshole, drove his cock all the way to the hilt in my ass. I tried to scream with pain, but my mouth was filled with man meat, and all I could do was emit a muffled moan.

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Bound for Glory     Annabelle Maryweather pulled her daughter along the busy train station platform, searching for car number nine. To her, the Great Depression appeared to be a boon to train travel. Everyone seemed to be going somewhere, and going by train. “My Lord, I’ve never seen Clairmont Station so busy. There it is, Catherine, hurry.”

“Mother, we’re not late. Please, stop pulling. I can’t run in these stupid shoes.”

“I want to see you properly settled. This is a big step for a young lady of fifteen, going all the way across the country by herself. Someone will need to look after you, and the Lord will provide. We have to give Him some time, though. I’m sure the good Lord doesn’t like being rushed anymore than you do.”

“I don’t see why I have to have someone looking after me. I can look after myself. I’m not a child, Mother.”

“You are a child until I say you’re not, or until you have one, and that won’t happen until I say. Keep moving your feet, not your mouth.”

One minute later, they were inside car nine, looking for compartment six. People crowded the aisle that ran along the right side, going in and coming out of rooms that could accommodate six passengers. Annabelle forced her way along, dragging Catherine behind her. “Here we are.” She opened the door, looked in, and saw two men seated in the room. “Excuse me.”

She stopped the conductor and said, “I’m afraid there’s been a mistake. My fifteen-year-old daughter, Catherine Maryweather, is traveling alone to Sacremento, California. I specifically requested a women’s berth. Number six is a man’s compartment. That simply won’t do.”
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Bonding TabathaOnce upon a time, in a land of many freeways, a mother passed away and another took her place–real fast.

Dorothy drove the car while Craig organized his briefcase on the seat between them. Los Angeles International Airport was ten minutes away. They were early, so she didn’t fight the freeway traffic; instead, she fought her nerves.

“Craig, I don’t like this. I don’t like this one bit. You can’t leave me alone with those kids this soon, especially not for two whole days.”

“What are you talking about, Dorothy? You’ve already got those boys calling you Mommy. I can’t believe a fifteen-year-old girl has you all tied in knots.”

“Damnit, Craig, she knows. Having me move in right after we scattered her mother’s ashes was a big mistake. Having me do the scattering in front of those kids was sick. It was stupid, just plain stupid. I think you want to get caught. I think you’re one of those criminals who commits a crime, then subconsciously leave clues so you can be brought to justice. I’m not that way, and I don’t like playing this dangerous game.”

“Relax, will ya? I’m not trying to get caught. The plan worked. No one outside the family suspects foul play. She got sick and her heart gave out. The insurance company paid the death claim. Her ashes are spread to the four winds. We can’t get caught regardless of anyone’s suspicions. The wicked witch is dead, Dorothy, and as far as the kids are concerned, you get all the credit.”

“Bullshit, I get all the blame.”

“Credit, Dorothy. I staged that performance so the shock factor will work on thier minds. When the shock wears off, they’ll see you as the hero. I know my kids, Dorothy. Don’t let their sad faces and tears fool you. The bitch was not loved. We’ll, maybe Tabatha loved her in a sentimental way, but she made Tabatha’s life hell, too. Can you imagine a girl with a cute body like Tabatha’s having to live and dress like a cloistered nun? She’s itching to show us her stuff, and she’ll have you to thank when she finally comes around. She’s weakening; I can tell.”

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Bob the Builder and Bob the Dog

   You’re looking very sexy tonight, Faye.” Bob whispered into my ear, as he brushed past me on his way to the toilet.

A girls’ gotta try.” I coolly replied, although I’d already gone weak at the knees.

Bob, the company Sales Manager, was ‘drop dead gorgeous’, and had screwed at least four other girls from our office that I knew about. His nickname was ‘Bob the Builder’, after the cartoon character.

Do you want another drink” he asked, when he returned.

That would be nice. A Southern Comfort and lemonade, please.” I replied.

Large one” He asked.

I hope so!” I chuckled, and raised my eyebrows.

With a little squeeze of my bum, he returned to the bar.

I was standing alone, at our Warehouse managers’ retirement party, as my friend Carla had gone to speak to her boss.

Moments later he returned with my drink.

What’s that you’ve got” I asked nodding towards his glass.

Good old fashioned coke,” he grimaced, I’ve got the car. I didn’t expect to see you here tonight,” he smiled as he looked me straight in the eye with his baby blue eyes.

There’s a free bar, so I couldn’t miss that, could I” I giggled, as the copious amount of free drink began to take its toll.”

Pressing his soft cheek against mine, he whispered, How are you getting home Would you like a lift”

Oh My God!” I thought, You don’t waste anytime, do you”

You don’t know where I live,” I smirked.

You can show me.” Bob gave a little laugh as his eyes smouldered.

Okay,” I answered trying to be as nonchalant as my shaking legs would allow.

Give me 10 minutes, and then I’ll see you in the car park. Is that alright”   He winked as he turned away.

My head was spinning with a mixture of excitement and lots of drink.

After quickly saying goodnight to Carla and my other friends I was standing next to his Audi car when he arrived.

Bob turned to make sure that no one could see us, and then pressed his body against mine as he planted his large firm lips onto my soft ones. Softly and gently he kissed me, as his large hands pulled me even closer, until I could feel the swelling in his pants.
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