The question

The Question It all started out with a question, admittedly an incredibly personal one, but a question nevertheless. Laurie was no more than a casual acquaintance I’d met her at the school where I dropped[…]

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A quick dip

It wasn’t just hot for October, it was hot, period. My first semester at the community college had been going well. I’d got in the habit of hitting the library to study between classes; sometimes[…]

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Part 9; such a whore

I appreciate all the ratings and comments. This story picks up right after my last one, anyone reading would get a better understanding of this story by reading my prior stories first. Enjoy. Some say[…]

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Dress shop

I'm a guy in my early 60s. I own a dress shop. Right away, you are thinking that I am gay, right? A lot of men in this town figure that too. Little do they[…]

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Connie

It was early March in 1982 when I first fucked Connie. She was working the counter at the dry cleaners. She was a few years older than my thirty years. I believe she was 45,[…]

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My card

It's a rainy night, you are out getting some new lingerie, and the entrance to the store crashes open. You jump and turn around, seeing a tall dark man standing in the doorway. Lightning strikes[…]

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