A chance meeting

Searching the internet one day I was on a site that I frequently visit to scour 2nd hand items for my resale shop and became curious about the relationship area. To my amazement, this area[…]

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Butterscotch part 4

10:00 pm So there we both were on the London Underground; our faces luridly painted, our bodies clad in black satin and lace, in leather and tartan, in silver and steel. I had never looked[…]

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Wives of africa

Conspicuous by their beauty but more noticeably their colour the four white women sat in the expensive bar of the best hotel in the capital city. All four of them were in their early twenties,[…]

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A teenage escort

A Teenage Escort. Part 1. The Training My family was fairly poor, no, really poor. As a child through high school I was teased about my clothes, shoes, everything other kids had that were nicer.[…]

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A short hop

My friend Bob called me on Tuesday and asked me to meet with his accountant Betsy. Apparently she was considering an offer to run accounting for some out of town firm and he felt I[…]

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Pimpen

about ten years ago when I was only 15 years old, I made the choice of running away from home and hitch-hiking across the united states. boy was the world outside of the little one[…]

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