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Competition Chapter 1

Repost to get my name back on this story.
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It was turning out to be another typical day in a dying job. My sales had been down for the last three months and it was really starting to hit my wallet. I really didn’t feel like having my boss rub it in my face how bad my life was sucking, but little did I know that one sentence during a routine confrontation would affect my life so much.
“What the fuck is up with you lately, are you going to do some work?” My boss bitched.
“I’m driving everything that I can; the problem is the numbers we’re asking.”
“Don’t talk to me about the God damned numbers! I know what they are! I set them! They are solid! You are the problem. You need to work a different angle, work a gimmick.”
“If you want a gimmick go hire some whore with big tits, if you want me to push a reasonable product, drop the God damned price.”
And there was. It meant very little to me at the time, but next week it definitely would.
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The following Wednesday I found a surprise I wasn’t quite sure how to feel about. Walking into my office I saw my desk was pushed over to one side of the room and another was now sharing it with me. As I sat for a couple of moments, upset at the idea of having to share my office, my boss, Henry, came in with a stunning counterpart en tow. Spiraled curls of flaxen hair, framed her alabaster face. Her large blue eyes were so hypnotizing that it took me a moment to see her full pink lips. The swollen flesh around her mouth was completely erotic to me, and my thoughts went immediately to what it would feel like to part it with my cock. She wore a tight black business suit that clung beautifully to her excessively curvy hourglass body.
“Cal, this is Eva.” He said. “She is going to be working alongside you in sales. Hopefully she can tap into some new blood.”
“So this is Calvin!” She spoke joyfully, ignoring my extended hand and giving me a tight hug. “Henry has told me so much about you. I’m so excited to be working with you; hopefully you don’t mind helping me out and showing me the ropes.”
A bit disoriented by the situation, I replied “Oh no, of course not, It’s great to have you.”
In a way it was great, she was the absolute slut I had sarcastically told Henry to hire, but I really wasn’t thrilled about the extra competition. Over the next few hours, I made attempts to explain what we did at Cerberus, but she would quickly change the subject to something trite although sometimes amusing. I pegged her for a strait bimbo. She was a very touchy person; her hands were constantly on my arms, shoulders, and thighs.
When she took off her jacket, she revealed a baby blue top with spaghetti straps. It looked more like lingerie than a top. Her tits, which I’m guessing at about Double D were readily viewable through the thin blue silk. But it wasn’t until she went to the water cooler that I noticed the sluttiest thing yet. As she bent over to fill her cup, the thin material of her pants became transparent. The flesh color of her great mounds showed distinctly through the black mesh. And the hint of a thin blue line below a little blue triangle ran directly in the crack of her ass.
More to make her aware that I was watching her ass than to actually complain I spoke, “I’m not sure if you are aware, but those pants are actually quite transparent when you bend over.”
“Oh God no I didn’t! I’m so sorry that is so unprofessional.” She twisted her upper body towards me while not changing the direction of her ass. She took one finger and pressed it into her cheek as if watching the stretching material. “You can’t see through it.”
“So Eva, you’re not wearing a blue thong?”
She then reached under her waistband and pulled out a single blue string that was clearly pinched between her round cheeks. “Ok I guess you can. But you only saw it because you were trying to look my butt.” She said smiling, as she walked back over and sat down by me. She lightly slapped my arm, “Oh you know you liked it, didn’t you?”
“Oh, I’m not going to argue with you.” I replied as we both laughed.
If I wasn’t mistaken, her nipples were getting hard as we spoke. They were visible before, but now they looked like they could cut ice through the little blue top. I would do anything to take them in my hands, better yet my mouth.
At the end of the day we really hadn’t got much work or training done, but I was at least entertained. She gave me another big hug before leaving, pressing her huge tits firmly against me as she thanked me for all my help. She then walked over to her desk and leaned excessively far over her chair to pick up her jacket. She looked back at me and smiled as she bit her tongue. She then shifted her weight from leg to leg in sort of a mock jog fashion. She was watching me as I watched her round pink ass wiggle inside the sheer painted on fabric.
“Now that’s not fair,” I said smiling “to tease me like that.”
“Oooh poor baby, I’m sure you can take it.” she told me as she pecked me on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetie.” As she was walking towards the door, her hips were rising and falling sharply under my gaze.
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The next day she came to work in another tight thin outfit. The tanned jacket and skirt was complimented by another golden lingerie-type top. We shared a bit of small talk and I told her about an important meeting I had later in the day. I had been working on this big wig, Daniel Mason, for months now but I could never get him to leave one of our competitors and use Cerberus as his supplier. Getting his business would net me about an extra ten thousand a quarter in commissions. Once Eva seemed tired of business talk, she squeezed my thigh to get my attention and then went over to the cooler. She slowly leaned over and forced her body to a ninety, with the top of her ass and shoulders both higher than the small of her back.
“Can you see what color panties I’m wearing today?” She asked as she slightly bounced, causing her ass to shake beautifully.
I stared entranced; but try as I might I couldn’t make out a color. “No your clothes are too thick today, you need to take them off immediately.”
“Aww, that’s too bad. Do you want to guess?” She said walking towards me crossing one leg in front of the other with each step.
“None.”
“You pig!” she playfully shouted and she slapped my arm laughing. “No, I’m not a complete slut.”
“Prove it; are you going to let me see?”
She turned just a little bit more than if I was looking at her profile and shifted her weight as to push out the cheek closest to me out. She then pulled her shirt up about four inches. I took the hint and reached into her waistline and pulled out a little pink string. I gave it a few light tugs after it had reached the limit it could stretch.
“Oooh baby, careful I may like that.” She said while taking the string from my fingers.
The alarm on my computer went off, signaling me it was time to get to my meeting with Mason. I tried to postpone standing a minute to make sure my excited prick wasn’t too obvious.
“You can’t go like that, let me help.” Eva said pulling me to my feet with cock still somewhat aroused.
She ruffed up my hair a little with both hands, and then proceeded to brush the wrinkles out of my suit. She ran her hands across my shoulders a couple of times and then from the center of my chest out. She then made a few strokes down each of my pant legs. One of her strokes clearly ran along my semi-hard cock.
“Dress to the left do we?” She said laughing. She then smiled up at me with those big blue eyes while running her hand against my dick in the exact same way twice more.
“How about a kiss for good luck?”
She firmly pressed those beautifully full lips hard against mine and then slapped my ass. “MMMuh. Go get ’em tiger.”
My presentation was shit. All I could think about was Eva. Fucking Eva. This girl was fucking amazing and I needed to be inside of her.
I wasn’t surprised in the meeting when Daniel told me “I just can’t justify leaving Omega right now with the competitive rates they offer.” Only this time I didn’t care, I was too distracted.
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Friday, I was disappointed when Eva spent most of the day at her desk instead of next to mine like she had been. I was staring at my computer for hours, but I was thinking about her when she frantically broke the silence.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!”
“What’s going on? What’s the matter?”
“Fuck! Look!” Eva said standing from her chair. She was spreading her legs at shoulders length and looking down at her crotch. A long piece of thread dangled between her toned thighs from underneath her little skirt. “I tried to pull it but it got worse.”
“Do you need some help?” I said smiling.
She half laughed, “Seriously, would you?”
She came to me and lifted her skirt just enough so I could see a hint of her white panties from my seated position. Her matching stockings had fancy material with designs woven into them right where they ended at her lust inspiring thighs; this was the area that the thread had come from. I leaned in to get a better look up her skirt and was intoxicated. I could fully see the shape of her puffy lips underneath the white panties; a slight crevice formed right between them. I almost couldn’t believe it, there was a hint of dampness coming from her. I put one hand on her thigh and wrapped the thread around a finger on my other hand. As I did this, I let my hand only graze at first, but then put pressure on her wet pussy.
“Hey there stud, are you trying to get a thread or feel me up?” came her bubbly tone.
I broke the thread and then began to rub her juicy lips, fully appreciating the dampness on my fingers. “Can’t it be both?”
“Slow down there cowboy.” She said, slowly pushing my hand away.
I don’t think I was really listening; after all just yesterday she was just rubbing my cock wasn’t she? Without thinking I leaned in to kiss her.
“Whoa, Whoa, Whoa!” She exclaimed. “I’m sorry; I think we really need to clear something up. I’m a very flirty person, I think you know that; but that’s all it is. I know sometimes it’s hard for guys to tell the difference, but I just like to have fun. I’m not sexually attracted to you.”
The words echoed in my head like the ticking of the second hand of a clock. “I’m not sexually attracted to you. I’m not sexually attracted to you. I’m not sexually attracted to you.”
She broke the long silence, “Look I got a meeting to go to, I’ll see you later ok?”
Ok? No it wasn’t fucking ok. What kind of a fucking cock tease parades her tits and ass around you, rubs your dick, and then throws the car into reverse. I was infuriated. This bitch comes into my office, wasting my time, distracting me, and who the fuck would she be meeting with?
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It was a long weekend; I spent much of the time replaying the moments in my head. I thought of a million things to say to this little tramp but always knew that none of them would ever come out of my mouth. I finally came to the conclusion of what had to happen, she had to go. I would hook up my personal camera to my work computer before she comes in on Monday, and after she starts whoring it up, I’ll show it to corporate and she’ll be canned.
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When Monday finally came, I got to work early and hooked up my camera as planned. She strutted in wearing her typical trash: A flimsy little red top that did little to hide her oversized tits and a short black skirt that covered about an inch or two past her huge ass. I was angered at the bubbly tone in her greeting; she spoke as if nothing had ever happened. However, I returned the greeting in kind, hoping to let her feel comfortable and make available her whorish nature. Despite many of my subtle innuendos to provoke her throughout the day, she remained quite tame. Tame until about thirty minutes to close.
The receptionist rang the office. “Mr. Mason is here for his appointment.”
Mason here? Mason never came here. What appointment? Was this who Eva had met with on Friday?
“Send him in.” I said in a quite shocked tone.
I greeted him at the door with a firm handshake. “Mr. Mason, it’s nice of you to stop by.”
“Oh it’s no problem at all Calvin, no problem at all.” He quickly dismissed me, “Eva! There’s my girl, how are you?” He said giving her a great hug letting his hands rest neatly at the upper portion of her ass.
“Danny! Great to see you again, you are looking great!”
As their embrace broke, she gave him a firm close mouthed kiss exactly as she had me only days earlier. She then with the same hand placement that he had used on the top of her ass, she guided him to the chair in front of her desk.
What the fuck! She was stealing my sale! I had been working this guy, he was mine! That little cunt!
With excessive batting of her large blue eyes and overly exaggerated posture, she went around to the other side of the desk and perched up on it. She was trying (though not very hard) to reach a binder on the top of her cabinets. The position she was in was incredibly erotic and incredibly intentional. Her arm reached up above her head, forcing her breast out even further through the thin top. Her nipples were ever present and ever obvious; not only could the hard protrusions at their tips be seen, the distinct circle of her areola was visible by the different firmness of the skin against the silky garment. Her legs were partially spread, knees apart about two foot (all her dress would allow) and feet spread even farther. We both sat transfixed by the tiny little red panties that stared out from between her thighs like a spotlight.
“I have itemized your needs we spoke about earlier, and have them priced in this binder………If I could reach it.” She laughed making fake attempts at short thrust towards the book that made her breast bounce wildly.
“Oh, take your time darling. I’m just enjoying the view. I see you’ve color coordinated for me today.” Mason said lecherously.
She gave him a questioning look. I didn’t buy it; I knew it was part of her act. To which he let his eyes move repeatedly between her tits and her crotch.
She feigned embarrassment moving one hand between her legs to close over her bright red panties and the other grasping an enormous breast as if covering her bright red top. Keeping her mouth wide open she playfully replied, “Now Mr. Mason what would Mrs. Mason think about you looking up other women’s dresses?”
Once again I wanted to thrust my cock into that inviting hole of hers. Those open lips looked like their sole purpose was to suck dick. I know she was playing to Mason, not me, but I couldn’t help but get aroused myself.
“But I guess boys will be boys.” She said putting her knees up onto the desk to reach the binder. Her ass was now pointed out at us through the tight little skirt.
She then handed him the book and went around behind him. Resting her hands on his shoulders and placing her head close to his. She went line by line talking about each item, making sure to throw in unnatural laughs every now and then. After finishing with the booklet she returned to her side of the desk where they continued to talk about more personal subjects. He bragged to her about his huge boat, and she relayed a story about a time she lost her top while skiing; lifting and squeezing her breast with both hands to add emphasis to the story. Similar stories followed with him talking about how rich he was and her talking about what a tramp she was. Finally he signed the contract about forty-five minutes after we were supposed to be closed. Upon leaving Eva gave him another embrace but as their grip relaxed he slid his hands down to full on grab her great ass.
“So you’re going to come out to my boat with me this weekend?” Mason asked.
“You might have to buy me a new bikini first; I’m still missing the top for mine remember?”
“Sorry Kiddo, that one is going to have to do.” He said tightening his grip on her ass.
“We’ll see.” She said laughing and gave him another firm peck on the lips.
“I can’t wait.” He said walking out the door.
The bastard didn’t even acknowledge I was there. Eva started stamping her feet in short jerky steps and crying out with glee.
“What the fuck was that?”
“That is how you make a sale, Cal.”
“No that’s how your trampy ass steals my sale.”
“Oh boo. I don’t give a damn if you can’t pull the trigger, that’s not going to stop me from getting mine.”
In a split second, I struck her with the back of my hand without thinking. I had hit her so hard she fell back onto her desk; a small crack in her lip letting a thin line of blood escape. She had fallen with her legs wide open, her red panties once again fully exposed.
“Oh my God, you fuck! You are fucking dead!” She barked.
Not even hearing her words I grabbed her pussy as hard as I could in my hand. “This is all you have to offer you fucking whore. This is what stole my sale; it’s your fucking cunt, you fucking cunt.”
She screamed in pain at the pressure I was putting on her pussy; the pussy I have been wanting ever since I saw her. I jerked my hand around roughly not letting loose of my grip. She grabbed my wrist, trying to pry them from the abused area.
“Stop!”
“Shut up you whore.” I said using my other hand to grip her throat and press her back on the desk.
She was frantically slapping and pulling at the hand on her throat; choking she couldn’t make her words come out. I turned the grip I had on her pussy and put my fingers under the material. As I pulled, the material gave way effortlessly. There it was, the most beautifully swollen pussy. Two pink puffy lips decorated with a soft tiny triangle of quarter inch sandy blonde hair. I jammed three fingers inside her forcefully. I was delightfully surprised at her incredible wetness. Viciously as possible, I pulled her around by the makeshift handle. At first I had hardly noticed her clawing at my arm, but I somewhat enjoyed it. It was only when her attacks slowed and her face started to take on the most beautiful blue color that I loosened the grip on her throat. I didn’t let go all at one time, I wanted to admire how beautifully her skin complimented her eyes. As bloodshot as they were the bright blue stared out at me with a fear and passion that excited me. I pinned her arms above her head as I watched her gasping for air and the color returning to face. Just when she had about caught her breath, I tore the thin red top from by the low collar. Her huge completely exposed tits were still rising and falling heavily. I gripped one of them harshly with my spare hand. Wonderfully warm skin, giving flesh, reflexive nipples; fuck she had great tits. I took the other into my mouth and bit down around her nipple without regard for pressure.
“Please Cal…….Please don’t.” she screeched in a breathless tone.
“Don’t what? Don’t fuck you? Now that wouldn’t be right would it? After all you did fuck me. I think it’s only right to return the favor.”
“Please….don’t fuck me…….please…don’t……..fuck me…” She said through tears. Mascara was now starting to stream down her pretty face.
“What a dirty little mouth you have. I think I know what to do with that dirty mouth of yours. Taking her hair in both my hands, I guided her to her knees in front of me.
“PLEASE NO!”
With a twist of my wrist I told her ‘Take out my cock you fucking whore.”
Crying loudly, she unzipped my slacks and removed my fully hard dick from its hiding place. It had been burning for so long because of this slut, and now her hands around my shaft felt like heaven. She started to object again, but another twist of my wrist and my dick was quickly in her mouth. The warm sucking of that gorgeous mouth was wonderful, but I wasn’t convinced that was all she had. I pulled it away, and then gave her another slap to the face.
“Now do you want to suck my cock or are you just going to keep teasing it?”
“I want to suck it.” She said softly.
“What?” I demanded pulling her hair.
“I want to suck your cock! Please let me suck your cock! Calvin, I really want to suck your cock!” She said with much more conviction.
And suck she did. The suction from this tiny little mouth was unbelievable. She bobbed ferociously on it as if sucking for her very life. What a beatific face; the tossed about mass of curls, the radiating blue eyes streaming with mascara, the huge pink lips leaking a hint of blood as they firmly grip my greedy cock; she was an angel. I almost lost myself in the moment, was I not able to regain a semblance of lucidity, I would have surely exploded in my little angel’s mouth. But I wasn’t ready for that yet. I removed my shirt and forced her back up onto the desk.
Her choked cries resumed, “Please, Calvin No!”
I paid her no mind as I put one hand across her mouth and pinned her to the desk. I let my cock penetrate her inviting pussy ever so slowly. She began slapping, clawing and kicking. I wrapped my arm around one of her legs to limit the amount she could kick her legs. I did enjoy her able to fight back some. The attempted kicks provided a wonderful randomness of direction and force against my cock that was buried deeply inside of her. Her slaps and scratches just accented my ecstasy by making me ever more aware of the difference between the pleasure and pain. Once I noticed that I also was developing a fair amount of blood, I decided to rebind her arms and keep her body down with the weight of my own. Unexpectedly, that little crying bitch started biting my neck. Once again, I enjoyed the feeling but was afraid of the marks that would be left. So I put some distance between Eva’s upper body and my own. After another slap to her face for her insolence, I then slapped her tits several times.
“Since I can’t seem to trust you, we are going to have to try something different.”
I pulled my cock out of her gushing pussy and forced her to lay face down on the desk. Her beautifully gaping cheeks stood fully exposed and deliciously inviting, second only to the tiny pink asshole that lay between them. I slapped each cheek several times as she cried out with each slap. I loved watching the waves of flesh that traveled with each consecutive slap. I then forced about half a finger into the tight dry asshole. She shrieked out like a siren. I knew no one was still in the office, but a shrill like that made me worry about passersby. I removed my finger and bent down to run my tongue on those wonderfully welted mounds of ass. A tongue became a bite as I attacked her cheeks with my teeth. The meat felt wonderful between my teeth. I found my way to the inside of her cheeks where her tender patch hid just around her asshole. The faint smell drove me crazy, and I felt so ravenous. I extended my tongue to taste the pleasures of her dripping cunt and puckered ass. Each was deliciously fulfilling as I darted my tongue inside both of her glorious holes.
“Uhhhh, Uhhhhhh, Uhhhhhh.” Eva uttered.
What was this? Was she enjoying herself? That wasn’t going to happen. I was here to take what was mine. I decided it was time to return my cock inside her with a vengeance. I wrapped one hand around her mouth expecting a tormented scream momentarily. I them drove my needy cock completely within her most snug of holes. The muffled scream was music to my ears as I buried my dick in her again and again. After a while, all the air had escaped her lungs once again and she could scream no more. I took the opportunity to grip both of her well defined hips and use them as handles to force my cock into her tiny orifice. My thighs slapping against her ass faster and faster, she began gasping with each thrust.
“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, oh, no, uh, ple…,stop, oh, uuuhh, ohhhh, stoooooppp, pleeease, aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Unbelievable, this little whore was getting off on my dick abusing her asshole. Her tortured pleas forced me into my own throes. I took her precious hair in one hand like a bridle and drilled her as hard and humanly possible. I soon began to unload deep inside of her ass. I screamed with my own elation as I continued to pumping her. When I could no longer move, save for some slight convolutions, I slowly pulled my sensitive prick from her gripping hole. We both collapsed as we tried to catch our breath. I looked back and forth from the delightful ass still presented in the air so lovely, and my half swollen cock, soaked in cum and a touch of blood. Once I could compose myself I thought I should clarify things with Eva.
“Eva there is something I think you should see………Eva, get up!”
She more fell into than sat in her chair; breast and pussy still fully exposed. I showed her the camera on my computer.
“Do you know what this means?”
“You raped me.” She said so weakly.
“No, it means that if you say anything about this, first I will show your business dealings with Danny to corporate; you are sure to lose your job. Afterwards, I will go to Mason and tell him that unless he destroys your life, his escapades will be seen by Mrs. Mason. What do you think might happen then?”
“I don’t know”
“Hmmm, you know what I think is going to happen?
“……”
“You are going to tell me that you love me, and we are going to call it a day.”
“What?”
“You are going to tell me that you love me, and we are going to call it a day.” I repeated in the same tone.
“I love you, Calvin.” She said softly.
“I love you too, Eva.” I said as I kissed her bloodied lips and walked out the door.

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Heartbroken!

One little argument cost me my world
One little spat cost me my girl
I still love her yes i do
Without her here my life is through
My heart still beats when i see her smile
I still get butterflies everytime we speak
We gave it our all but couldn’t make it a week
I wasn’t good enough, i failed again
Said it was over, she didn’t love me now
I asked her why she lead me on, not how
My heart now broken, shattered again
Never to be whole, never to be fixed
I was in love with her, of that im sure
She said she loved me, but now we know the truth
I cant bear to live my life without her in it
Goodbye cruel world, i hope you suffer

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Secrets

This is the first chapter of the story. I have just finished it, and have not had the time to check it over real well, so please ignore any grammer or spelling errors for now.
I love to use sites as this to try out my new story ideas, to see what people think, and that is what this story is about. So I hope you enjoy it, and please leave feedback.
I had always had a special bond with my youngest step-daughter from the beginning of my marriage. It was a typical bond, that of most parents, the only difference was that she wasn’t of my blood. Things were tough for Kristi when she was young, nothing seemed to come easily for her. She had to study twice as hard as her older sister to make decent grades in school, and as a teenager she struggled just as much socially, where as everything came easy for Traci. My wife, Beth and I took extra time helping Kristi with her studies, but neither of us knew what to do to help her make and keep friends. We both believed that sooner or later it would just happen naturally.
One night I was relaxing, watching a little TV before bed, trying my best to forget about a long week of work when Kristi came into the room in tears. I immediately asked her what was wrong, but her only response was to ask when her mother would be home. I told her that she was working over and wouldn’t be home until morning. My answer only brought more tears, and she started to sob as she turned away.
“Wait!” I called to her. “Come here and tell me what’s going on. Why are you crying?” I patted the cushion next to me on the sofa, and Kristi reluctantly took a seat next to me.
She sat hunched over, leaning toward the floor, her butt barely on the sofa. She cupped her hands to her face to try and hide her tears, and flushed cheeks. “It’s nothing…” She said, her words muffled by her hands and tears.
“Well you don’t cry over nothing.” I responded, my heart growing heavy I my chest. I could not bear to see her cry.
“I’m stupid…” She sobbed, shaking her head slightly from side to side.
“Sweetie, your not stupid, just tell me what has you so upset. I‘m sure we can work it out.”
She through herself back against the sofa, her tiny frame nearly convulsing as she wept. Kristi was only fifteen when this day happened, and I had only recently realized that she had started to mature into a striking young woman. I had always know she was beautiful, the spitting image of her mother at her age, but until the night of her first formal dance a week earlier, somehow I had not noticed how her body had changed. When she came out of her room in that black sequenced gown that clung to her small body like a second skin, I was in awe. It was cut fairly low over the breast, showing off the inner firm mounds of her pert breasts, and plunged low in the back. And when I say low I mean low, the open back swooped down below her waistline, and was open across her back. It showed off her new found figure far too well, a figure that I had not noticed until that night. Now she laid back on the sofa in a pair of cotton shorts and a tank top. The shorts being a bit too short, and the same for the top.
“I feel weird about talking to you about this, about my love life.” Again Kristi cupped her hands over her face. She drew in a deep breath, causing her belly to sink into her body.
“Sweetie, you can talk to me about anything.” Is what I told her, but I was thinking to myself: You’re fifteen, how much of a love life can you have? But before the last word passed over my lips I had a flash back of myself at fifteen, and wasn’t sure I really wanted to know the answer to my question, and was damn glad I had not asked it out loud.
“I know… but when it comes to this stuff… well I just feel strange talking to you about it.” I could see her cheeks flush a deeper shade of crimson as she spoke, and wondered why.
“It’s okay, I understand. Just remember that I am here for you no matter what.”
“Oh God, that makes it even harder.”
“What does?”
“You being you. Just forget it.” Kristi hopped up from the sofa and walked over the entrance of the hallway that led back to the bedrooms. She stopped and leaned forward against the corner of the two walls, and stared back at me through her red eyes. “Fine, I have to talk to somebody or I’m going to explode.” She said, then sat back down next to me.
“You don’t have too, you can wait until Traci gets home… talk to her.”
Kristi let out a angry laugh as she brought her right hand down on my thigh. “She’s part of the problem.” She shook her head again, took another deep breath and then went on. “Nick and I broke up.”
“Really, I thought you two were getting along fine?” I gently rested my hand atop her’s on my thigh.
“So did I, until I found out that he was feeling Terri up at his place last night.”
“What does that mean?”
“Feeling her up? You know, playing with her titts.”
“I know what feeling up means, but how do you know that’s what happened?” Kristi turned her hand over under mine and squeezed.
“I was asking him about last night, why he didn’t call, and he let it slip. He actually said that her titts may be bigger, but mine are firmer. Can you believe that? Like that is suppose to make me feel better!”
Kristi twisted her upper body toward me, through her arms around my neck, and cried on my shoulder. I in turn wrapped my arms around her, held her tight, and rubbed her back to console her. She and Terri were complete opposites. Terri too was pretty, but had thick brown hair, while Kristi took after her mother with thin blonde hair. It was no secret that Terri had larger breasts, anyone with eyes could see that, but she was also heavier, more on the plump side compared to Kristi that was luck to reach a hundred pounds soaking wet. Terri wasn’t fat, she just had always been a little thick around the middle was all, and Kristi had a tiny waist. As for the firmness of their breasts I had no clue, I had never paid attention, and the only way I would have know was from the hugs the girls gave when we said goodbye. Every time they, or myself, or Beth would leave we always hugged each other, usually accompanied by a kiss on the cheek, or quick peck on the lips. But I had never noticed how the girls breasts felt against me during our hugs, it had never even crossed my mind until that moment. And right at that I could easily feel that Kristi’s we firm, very firm, and so were her nipples. That scared me a little to be honest. The entire situation was starting to scare me. Holding Kristi in my arms, rubbing her back was starting to feel pretty good. I liked the way she felt against me, the way she smelled, the warmth of her body.
It was all starting to feel too good, so I pulled away from her carefully. I didn’t want her to feel as though I was rejecting her in anyway, but I also didn’t want her to realize that she was starting to turn me on either. I didn’t want to be turned on for that matter, I loved Beth. But as I pulled away, she held me tighter, and buried her face into my neck. I could feel her warm breath whispering over my skin, the scent of her hair filled my senses, and the touch of her body had my mind wandering to places it just shouldn’t have been going.
“Why can’t all guys be like you?” Kristi whispered, her soft lips stroking the flesh of my neck, almost as if kissing me. “Mom is so lucky.” She added, pulling herself even closer to me, nearly up onto my lap.
Then it happened… I felt her lips pucker and kiss my neck. Softly, quickly, and then another that last a bit longer. She shifted again, this time pulling herself into my lap. Her lips kissed their way up my neck to my jaw, and continued on a direct path to my lips.
“Kris… what are you doing!” My question brought to a sudden halt by her lips pressing to mine. Softly she kissed me, her smooth lips opening and closing atop mine, begging for something more, something deeper.
At first I was frozen by shock, but before I realized what was happening I was kissing her back. I couldn’t help myself, she felt and tasted so good that my body seemed to ignore my mind telling it to stop. The next thing I knew her tongue had found it’s way inside my mouth, and I was laying her back on the sofa. We laid kissing, embraced within each other’s arms for I don’t know how long. I was lost in the love that seemed so strong between us, until I felt her small hand slip down between our bodies, and start to stroke my already erect cock.
I quickly pushed back from her, place my hand over her’s and told her to stop. Kristi stared into my eyes, and I into her’s. She had the most beautiful eyes, green with gold specks just like her mother. “We can’t do this, Kris…”
“It feels to me like we can.” She cooed, smiling at me, squeezing my hard shaft through my jeans.
“You know what I mean… It’s wrong.”
“I don’t care. I love you, and you love me, so why don’t you show me how much you love me?” She kissed me again, and again I was swept up in the moment and kissed her back, deeply, and allowed her to massage me through my jeans. I could feel her erect nipples poking my chest, the heat of her young body against mine, and the sensations that she was sending through my body where difficult to resist, but I did eventually.
I sat up and looked down at her stretched out over the sofa. She was so beautiful, so sexy, how could I not have seen all of this before, I thought. Then I remembered why, she was my daughter, okay my step-daughter, but to me they were one and the same. I took her hand in mine, stared into her eyes, and explained my position. I told her that I did love her, perhaps too much, and that I found this all very flattering, but it could go no further, and never happen again.
Kristi was not what you would call happy about it, but she understood that we both had just gotten carried away in the heat of the moment. But she also made it very clear to me the she too loved me more than she should, that I was much more than a step-father to her, and if the chance ever arose again she would take it gladly. I had to agree with her on that, and that time would tell.
As it turned out, Kristi and Terri made up, and she also made up with Nick. Neither Kristi or I mentioned that day again for years, nor did we ever act on our true feelings. Oh we were much closer after that day, and I always got a kiss on the lips when we would say goodbye and the hugs seemed a bit more intimate as well, right up to the day she came home and told us she was getting married, Three years later.
That was when the line blurred for us once again…

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Becoming My Mother’s Lover, Mike Joins In.

The “Becoming My Mother’s Lover” series was intended to be a two part story. However, several readers expressed the opinion that I ended the series prematurely, suggesting that other teenagers could be incorporated. Consequently, the following interlude was added. Chronologically, it would appear somewhere in the middle of “Becoming My Mother’s Lover, Part Two.” Special thanks to “kansaskutie” and “Monty-6-14-1956” for suggesting story content for this part and perhaps other part to follow.

“Mountain Girls Have No Rules” – 3

“Mountain Girls Have No Rules” – 3
I couldn’t believe my eyes….they had drug their dead grandma up from the creek and propped her up sitting under a tree.
Bella continues…..
Well Ben was real surprised, his eyes was as big as fried eggs. “Lookie who’s a here Ben, grandma.” Well Ben just sat down and a stair’in at grandma. “She likes ta watch Ben. Let’s show her some real good hump’in.” Jen grabbed Ben’s shotgun again and put her shells in it. She pointed it at Ben and told him ta git naked. We liked this part a watch’in Ben tak’in off his clothes. We got naked too and had Ben lay down in front of grandma so she could watch.
We spread Ben’s legs and we both a started a suck’in on his cock. It took a while but soon he was a git’in a big ol hardon. That’s a what we wanted. Jen and I was a tak’in turns a lick’in and a suck’in. We took turns a turn’ in around and mak’in him lick our pussy’s. He was a dang good pussy licker. I said: “Ben, gimmie some of that white stuff again, it’s more excit’in than ice cream. Jen was lick’in his balls and I was a jack’ in his hard cock.
Jen got all hot and excited and turned around so Ben could lick both our pussy’s. We both was a jack’in on him and a lick’in the end of his big warm cock. That real good feel’in was a com’in in our pussy’s. We was both try’in ta git our pussy bumps on Ben’s tongue. His tongue was a going crazy switch’in between to two of our pussy‘s.
That good feel’in was a com’in up fast in both our pussy’s, and that’s what we wanted. We was a hum’in and a squirm’in. I started shak’in with that good feel’in a com’in. Jen was a squeez’in his balls when the white stuff started shoot’in out. Some fer me and some fer her. When that happened our pussy’s started squeez’in all by themselves….that’s what we wanted. We both made these funny noises caus it felt so dang good. Ben was a squirm’in and a shoot’in that white stuff all over our faces. We liked that part too. I was like sour cream as we licked it up. Ben’s hot breath on our pussy’s made us tingle. Our pussy’s got all wet and slick on Ben’s tongue. We liked that part too.
We was a lay ‘in on Ben and rubb’in his tummy all peaceful like when Jen whispered: (“…ya hear that?”) I listened and the leaves was a rustl’in. Jen slowly got up and got Ben’s shotgun. (not know’in he’d fixed it so it wouldn’t work). She said: “Come outta there”.
Behind a tree peek’in out was our cousin Amy. “Come over here Amy.” Jen said.
Amy was really shy but came over. She was older that us. She was a look’in at us all naked and right at Ben’s cock. Jen said Ben was our boyfriend and did she want to touch him. Her face got all red …but then she started grinn’in real big. Jen said it was ok to touch him and he was a real good pussy licker. I said: “Come on Amy, look at Ben’s nice cock he’s got. You gotta touch it, you’ll like it.”
Well her eyes never left Ben’s cock and she came over and started feel’in Ben’s cock. I said to turn around and lift up her dress and put her pussy on Ben’s mouth. She got all red in the face again, but slowly she did. She had pussy hair and put it right on Ben’s mouth.
Well a coupla Ben’s licks and she started right in a suck’in on Ben’s cock. Ben was a like’in her caus he put his arms around her and everything. Jen told her to sit on Ben’s cock.
Well Jen and I just sat back and watched the show. Amy wasn’t shy now and started kiss’in on Ben and put his cock right in her pussy. Ben rolled her over and her legs came up fast and around Ben. Ben and her started hump’in and Amy was a squeal’ in and kiss’in Ben like he was her boyfriend. It was nice to see Amy not so dang shy.
It was real excit’in to watch Ben hump Amy. Ben was a feel’in her big ol titties and Jen was a grinn’in and a rubb’in her pussy. My own pussy was gett’in tingles too. Maybe Amy just need a good hump’in to not be so gosh darn shy.
Ben unbuttoned Amy’s dress front and he liked her big tits. He was a squeez’in and a lick’in em like candy. He dropped down and give Amy a good pussy lick’in. Fer a girl that didn’t say two words when she came around, she sure was talk’ in now “Oh Ben”…she musta said that 10 times.
Well Ben got back up on her and was hump’in her some more. Amy had her body locked around Ben tight when he gave her a shot of white stiff. Her pussy was a squirt’ in as Ben’s white stuff was a leak’in out. Amy was a shak’in and squeal’in as she kept hump’in Ben.
Watch’in all a this was a mak’in Jen and I real horney. It was time to take Ben to the house…
Amy and Ben humped for a long time. Jen took the shotgun and had Ben git his clothes on. Amy was a hang’in on him and feel’in him and try’in to kiss his cock. Jen always thought Amy was a teched in the head….but she sure wasn’t shy any more…..
* I continued writing the story,
What a great surprise Amy was. She was really built, big tits, hot legs, long black hair and could fuck like a screaming mink. She would make a nice addition to my two new girls.
The girls didn’t know I had the week off and I had planned to spend all night with them. Now with Amy in the picture I had to pick…the girls or getting with the hot Amy some more.
They marched me down to the house with Amy hanging on me. The girls quickly sat on each side of me to keep Amy from sitting by me. Amy sat across from me and pulled her dress up showing her black bushy pussy. Finally the girls went the kitchen to ’fix’ some lemonade. There was a lot of giggling as then ’fixed’ it. I could smell the moon shine clear in the living room.
Bella continues….
“Here ya go Ben and Amy, this here lemonade will cool ya off.” I said. (we added just a touch of shine to it.) Ben took a sip and ya should’a seen his face. His eyes started a water’in as he took a big gulp of air. There was a no way Amy was a leav’in.
Jen and I figured we’d get her drunk and she’d go to sleep. She sat across from Ben with a red face and just a grinn’in. She had her dress pulled up with her hairy pussy a show’in. Ben was look’in right at it and a smil’in.
Jen and I was a tired a wait’in on Amy to go to sleep. Amy started stick’in her finger in her pussy fer Ben ta see. Jen and I knew one thing that would make her leave. Without say’in a word we knew what to do. Jen went and got Blackie our hound dog. When Amy spotted Blackie, she jumped up and took off for Ben’s lap. If’n Blackie come up behind Amy, he’d try and hump her.
One time when Amy was here, Blackie got her from behind. She was a try’in ta push him off and Jen and I was a laugh’in so hard we couldn’t help her. She was a try’in ta walk away and Blackie was a hang’in on her hump’in away. She finally got him off and ran out the door with Blackie a chas’in her.
Blackie now sat at Amy’s feet and she started a kiss’in on Ben. Next thing we knew they was a lay’in down on the couch and Ben was a feel’in her titties. Amy was a hogg’in our boyfriend and Ben was a lik’in it. Jen quickly got a plan. She took Ben’s shotgun and put the barrels against the back of Amy’s neck. She said:
“ Amy, you and Ben git in the bedroom, were all gonna share Ben.” * to be continued….

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A Night I Will Never Forget

It was Friday afternoon, and school just let out. I was walking to my car when my friend Erica walked up, She was one of my best friends, and sh was wanting to know if i was coming over to her house tonight, I said i would ask my parnets when i get home and will give her a call. I got in, wondering what we would do tonight i f i went over to her house, but If i stay home, i will be boerd shitless. I got home, and mom was on the phone with someone and my dad was getting ready to go to work. So i ask him if i could go to erica’s for the night, and of coouse he told me to ask my mom, When she got off the phone i went into the kitchen and asked if I could go, She said she didn’t see any problem with it. So i went up to my room and put my books up, home work will wait until sunday night, I called Erica and her mom said she hadden got home yet, so i hung up wondering where she went to after school, Oh well I will call back later. I went back down stairs and told dad bye, and was getting a drink out of the fridge when Erica called back and asked if i was coming, i said yeai will be over in a little bit, she said ok, and told me to bring a movie or something. I went to get a shower before going over, Even though i was just going over to my friends house I always get a shower after school, i hate feeling sweaty and with gym being my last class it kind sucks, but it’s beats it being my 1st class huh, then i would have to take a shower there, and i really don’t like that idea. I got out of the shower and grabbed my keys, i told mom bye and told her that i will be home tomarrow, and walked out of the door. I arrived out side her house and her car was not in the drive way, but i went up and knocked on the door anyway, her mom answered the door and told me to come on in, she said erica went to take her sister to a friends house. I went up to
Erica’s room and the computer was on so I statted playing on it. I was listening to some music she had downloaded when she walk in, she said u forgot the movie didn’t you, i sais Shit yea sorry, she said its okay, we will get one later. We did a bunch of diffent things from play on the internet to swiming in the pool, But when we were swimming her mom came outside and said she got called into work and asked if we would be okay until she got home. Of course Erica said, as she smiled at me real big. We diced to go running around town for a while and after running out a 1/2 a tank of gas and buying a hundred dollars worth of stuff ant the mall we decided to go back home. It was about 10pm, and we decide to find something on tv to watch. We was watching tv and erica was on the couch and i was sitting in the chair. The movie started playing a sex scene and we both started laughing, i said i was thiresty and went to get something to drink, she told me to bring her back something. I walked back into the living room and tossed her a pepsi. A little later another sex scene was playing and Erica said she had to go the the bathroom, she walked out of the living room and went up stairs, Which got me wondering because there is a down stairs bathroom, I walked up stairs to see what she was doing, and i walked by the bathroom and she wasn’t in there, so i went to her room and when i walked in she was laying on the bed with her pants laying on the floor and her hand down her panties. She didn’t see me so i watched for a second, but i had to use the bathroom real bad, so i went to sneak back out when see saw me and sit up. She was kinda scared, and it was kinda a silent moment and i just said don’t worry i have done it also. She turned around and sit on the edge of the bed and said, yea but i bet u was never caught. Nope i said but it ain’t really a big deal, it is just me who saw u , so quit being so embarressed. We both kinda laughed and she asked if i wanted to help. I though she was joking but then she grabed my hand and placed it on her pussy. i just sit there for a second, i was kinda wet now, but i have never been with a girl before, and didn’t know if i wanted to. She leaned over an kissed me and i decide i was interested in doing stuff with her now, but i had to piss bad. We just kelp kissing and she sit up and took off her shirt and then took mine off. we both took off our bras at the same time. She had 34c tits and i had 36c but hers was tan and i was white. She sliped her panties to the floor and then took mine off for me. We started kissing again, and i still had to pee real bad. She started fingering me, I had no idea what to do so i started fingering her also. then she started licking my tits and biting on my nipples. then she rolled me over so i was sitting on her tummy and said she wanted mt the knee over her face so she can lick my pussy. She put her hands on my side to scoot me up and i couldn’t hold it anymore, i just started pissing on her belly and couldn’t stop. After i stopped erica was quiet and i just roled over the the edge of the bed , it was quite for a moment and i was thinking about running out of the room and going home, when she said its ok, I said what, i just pissed on you, she pulled me down and said it is ok it is kinda exciteing. Then she pulled me down onto the bed and sit on my chest, I ask her what she was doing to me, She said i owe u one. Then she stood up and started pissing on me, not just my tummy and chest but on my face and all, it tasted sour but was exciteing like she said. We started making out and she started eating my pussy, i started to cum, and i didn’t know to tell her or what, then all of a sudden i had the biggest orgasim ever. Then she sit up and said my turn, i crawed down and got down to where i cooled smeel it. Her pussy smeeled like piss, but hey, i drunk it a while a go, like this could be worse. I started licking her pussy as deep and hard as i could, then she started to orgasime, she tensed up and said the fingure her asshole, it took me a second to realise what she said, but i reached around an started to finger it, but it was so tight, i finilly worked my finger in and she tensed up and asked if i would like her asshole, i really didn’t she the pleasure in it, but what the hell, i rooled her over a speaded her cheeks apart, and stuck my nose into her crack and started finiering her asshole with my tounge, and was finering her pussy with the other hand, then she tensed up and start screaming, then she went limp and we both just layed there, wore out and sweaty, So i said i need to get a shower, so she told me to get one 1st, so i went and got a shower and she walked in when i was getting out and told me to leave the water on, after she got out she came into the living room and said she never expected that to happen, Then again she never though she would do anyhting like that with a girl. We both laughed and decide to go the bed….. I guess I don’t have to say we became closer friends….huh

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BED AND BREAKFAST

*********************************************Bed & Breakfast ******************************
my wife and I just came back from upstate New York and Vermont. We
stayed at 5 different B&B’s and one in peticular was a fantastic time
I will never forget.
We were in the VIP suite and the owners were in thier 30’s and
both of them were super HOT!
My wife was soaking in the jacuzzi then shaving, showering makeup,
etc,etc, she said to give her a hour and a half then she will come
out and join my by the fireplace.
So I got undressed and put on a pair of pantyhose, as i just pulled
them up, the door opened and it was the woman asking me what time we
wanted breakfast….I froze as did she starring the whole time at me
standing there in my pantyhose and nothing else. she then closed the
door. I waited a few minutes then I put a pair of sweats on and went
out to the living room where her and her husband were talking. I said
i was sorry and she said she was sorry for walking in without
knocking. I noticed her husband starring at my hosed feet and I
blushed. She then said my husband loves it when I wear stockings she
then got up and walked over to me and gave me a deep kiss.I got hard
instantly as we made out her husband came over and pulled down my
sweats.
I was standing there in my hose and a huge hard on as her husband
was rubbing my hosed ass she was rubbing my cock and kissing me. then
she turned me around and he dropped to his knees and started sucking
and licking me thru my pantyhose.she got behind me and pulled down my
hose and fed it to her husbands wet mouth. He started sucking me and
I came very quickly.He swallowed every drop.
He then dropped his shorts and out popped a 7 or 8 inch hard cock
i dropped down and sucked him and his wife joined me. he then bent me
over the sofa and fucked my hosed ass. He never entered me but I
guess the feel of the nylon against his cock got him turned on, he
let loose a huge load of cum all over my ass. I got up gave her a
deep kiss bent down and gave his cock a little suck, then went back
to my room. I took off my cum drenched pantyhose cleaned up and a few
minutes later my wife walked out of the bathroom suite. We had a nice
night in front of the fireplace, as I was thinking about what had
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Modern Mage – Chapter 14

Sorry about the delay between chapters, working on a lot of things in my life so writing when I have the time to work on it. I hope those who have been enjoying the story so far continue to do so. Thank You all so much for reading.
I wasn’t kidding when I said I’d be laid up for a few days, the side effects of the electrocution were nasty. The healing took several days even with improvements I made to my body. First problem was the twitching, it wasn’t constant but that just made it worse. I was drinking a hot cup of tea when my arm twitched and then I was wearing a hot cup of tea in my lap. Then there was not going out to see anyone until the marks and friction burns healed as it would be difficult to explain the scarring that occurred and then disappeared to medical professionals like Sindee’s friends and parents. By far the worst of the side effects were when the nerves would just go dead and my arm or another portion of my body would go numb for hours. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I lived through it but I’m going to have to craft a ward against electricity for the future. In the end I was in bed healing for a full week before the electrical burn scars were fully gone. In that time we had no further issues with the Tremere. Actually there didn’t seem to be anything going wrong. I took this as a bad sign of things to come; the proverbial calm before the storm.
The next three days went quickly as we spent them with Sindee’s parents on their last few days in town. It was nice to be able to relax and go anywhere in town with them and not be looking over my shoulder. Sindee’s mother noted the difference in my behavior and took a moment to speak to me about it. I still kept aware of my surroundings; I just wasn’t constantly on edge the whole time we were together. The one advantage about having a Nephandi as my enemy is that he had to hide his Magick just as I had to. Her parents drove out of town the second week in September and Sindee returned to work.
The first time I was alone for the whole day I went out to the construction site on the house. They were making excellent progress on the building having completed the basement and the framing of all three buildings. The house would be completed relatively quickly if they kept up their pace and I would be able to get in and start building the wards around it as a Sanctum. I got back to work on my investments to ensure that my clients and my own finances stayed in good order so I could worry about my new unknown enemy.
I knew from the time of my awakening that my life would never be simple again, however the events of recent months have brought me to the understanding of how complicated it would be. Only 3 months had passed since my arrival in Las Vegas and I’ve almost died 3 times as well. I knew that something could easily happen to me with what was coming. I could have run, taken Sindee with me and start a new life somewhere else that would be safer for both of us. While I could have done that, I wasn’t going to. I was needed here to fight in the ascension war, to stop what was coming this way. I could have left the fight to someone else, but that wasn’t who I am. The only way to protect Sindee and ensure no one ever came after her was to stop them from being able to do so. I’m not the heroic type then again I wasn’t being a hero. I was choosing to defend my home, my family; the result that I would be protecting the city and the world simply was a side effect of doing what I needed to do. I made a decision that could be the end of me so I had a few calls to make. I started with my lawyer, as an awakened individual he would be able to handle the instructions without any issues. I decided it was time to make out a will.
The legal matters were handled quickly with little fuss so that I could conclude the rest of my business for the day. The first order of business was to create a minor talisman warding against electricity. While I have only faced him once, the Nephandi was very quick to use the electricity as a combat spell making me confident in taking the time to ward against it. What I was making really wasn’t a true talisman. I was making an imbued item or charm that was limited in the spells used on it and the magick stored within; it still needs to be activated by any Mage who wore it. A talisman when created is imbued with its own power and abilities including a connection to the plane of Magick. Talismans can be used until their stored power is depleted and can be recharged over time while the charms can only be used until depleted and new spells must be cast to create them again. The final difference between a charm and a talisman is that anyone can use a talisman if they learn what it is including Mages, Vampires and Mortals alike. In order to make the Warding charm I did some research online and found out that the best conductor for electricity was silver which I would use to draw the power in, and then I found a Discover Magazine article about a super-insulator that could be used to store the power drawn into it. I gathered the materials I needed to make the charm and then I just needed to decide on the way I wanted it to work and which spells I would use. I could have made the charm from anything as it doesn’t usually matter with Magick at your disposal. I chose to use specific materials because it gave me an advantage in granting me more options with the material effects. What I had in mind was not just a ward against electricity but a capacitor that would store the energy and allow me to tap into it for my own spells. Another clue about the nature of Magick is that one form of energy can be changed into a different one. I used Forces and Matter to shape and craft the materials increasing conductivity and capacity for storage then applied Prime to change the electricity into quintessence or primal energy within the charm itself. The reason I did it this way was to allow the charm to last longer by feeding off the primal energy stored within. This isn’t a spell I tried before but it should work the way I planned; either way I’d find out the next time I fought with someone using electricity. I’d decided to make two of them which took up the rest of the day while Sindee was working. I made them both into watch bands to replace the ones currently on Sindee’s and my own watches.
I made a nice dinner for Sindee and we spent the night curled up together on the couch watching a few old movies we liked. I needed to accelerate her training as soon as the house was complete if she was going to be able to protect herself when I’m not around and I wanted her to get as much rest as she could before we started in earnest. We did work on little things like more sensory Magick to ensure she had a grasp of what things were before I taught her to start changing what and how they worked. The more she leaned about the nature of anything the easier it is to understand how to change them.
I had a lot to do in the next 6 weeks, training Sindee in all the sensory Magick while waiting for the house to be finished. We went to the construction site together daily because I wanted to check the progress and in the evening make some changes internally where the walls had been put into place. Since the changes couldn’t be seen or detected without opening the walls up so the effects were coincidental and therefore no backlash involved. I had decided that I was going to make this location both as secure and protected as I could as I was going to attempt the creation of a Node. A Node is a place where the tapestry of the Tellurian becomes knotted, becoming places of power for Mages and other beings. Nodes form naturally in the world, and I was going to try and create one. Nodes are one form of power the Vampires have no use for beyond denying them to their enemies. They are however unable to detect them for themselves so they can be kept secret from the kindred. Creating a Node is not a task that should be undertaken lightly. My choosing to do so was for multiple reasons that I felt make it worth the risks involved in the creation and defense of it. First and foremost the vision of a fight with a Nephandi gave me the idea to bring together a group to defend the city and the tellurian. A Node is an excellent place to form a chantry, a school for the awakened to learn and work to improve their powers. Were-creatures also use Nodes though as I understand it they have a different name for them. They seem to be a place where the Spirits they get their gifts from gather. I hoped to work with some of them in order to protect the place from all of the possible enemies we could face in protecting the city by sharing the node with them. If this worked and a Node forms I may not be around to know. I mentioned before that there were worse things for mages to suffer other than death. I’ve mentioned a couple and will explain more as they come but the one that had me worried the most was because what I was attempting was not a simple alteration of something within reality. What I was going to attempt was to alter the fabric of the Tellurian itself and that could put me into a Quiet.
A Quiet is one of the worst possible things a Mage can suffer, being turned into a Vampire and having your Avatar destroyed in a better fate. A Quiet is a deep state of psychosis in which the Mages reality is the only thing to exist anywhere. No contact with anyone or anything. A personal madness created by the Mages own mind that has destroyed more Mages than those that came out of it stronger on the other side. A quiet can cause a Mage to become what is called a Marauder. Marauders are the most dangerous and unpredictable beings that exist. They no longer suffer from paradox backlashes as their mind has become so fractured that they live in their own reality within the Tellurian. Who knows what twisted effects these demented minds will come up with. Think of a serial killer with the power to change reality to fit with their fractured views. I liked to think I would get through any challenge or trial I went through but the possibility of becoming something like that frightened me more than I will ever be able to put into words.
As far as I know, I’ve never met a Mage who has even attempted what I am contemplating doing. It needs to be done and I’m not going to pass the responsibility and danger of my idea onto another being. I had plenty to do in planning it. I needed to contact Seeker of Truth to let her know what I was planning and see if her pack or one she knew as friends may want to help protect it if the effect worked. I wanted to talk to Arthur at his club to see if he might be able to acquire some items I could use to aid in a successful casting. I had a lot to do before the house was completed and very little time relatively speaking to accomplish it. I called Marcus first to see if he could get ahold of Kyra to ask Seeker to meet me somewhere we could talk, I recommended the Existence as it was neutral territory. I also chose it because it would allow me to kill the proverbial two birds with one stone by allowing me to see Arthur while I was there.
I arranged to meet Seeker of Truth on that first weekend coming and decided to make a night of it for Sindee and me. We got ready and went out to the Existence for lunch so I could speak with Arthur before the club got busy. Something I didn’t mention before is the Chef who would look at home on death row is a true gourmet and should run a five star restaurant kitchen, any time you eat there it’s a delight. Just tell the waitress you’ll have whatever the chef wishes to prepare and you’ll never regret the choice. Once we arrived I asked Arthur if he had time to talk as I needed some information that he could be able to provide. Sindee was over by the bar talking to Elayna when Arthur and I sat to talk.
“I’ll come straight out and tell you what I plan to attempt and I’d appreciate any advice or information you can provide,” I stated as a way of opening our conversation.
Arthur’s expression turned serious and contemplating which I have no clue how anyone can show two expressions at once and replied, “I’m listening, however I don’t think I’m going to like this am I?”
“I don’t know and won’t guess how you’ll feel about it. I will tell you that I’m planning to try and create a Node.” I informed Arthur, the silence that followed was tense.
We sat staring at each other until he replied, “I think you’re insane if you think it’s a good idea to try doing that, but you aren’t the first to try it. Are you aware of the dangers involved in what you planning?”
“Yes, the dangers include my death, the destruction of my Avatar causing me to lose the ability to use magick, horrible levels of injury that would be worse than death, and most of all the possibility of a Quiet and the end results of that including becoming a Marauder and needing to be put down,” I replied in an even tone. I asked, “Did I miss anything?”
“That pretty much sums things up neatly. Before I give you any information, tell me why you want to go through with such an insanely dangerously stupid plan.” He said the last like an order not a request and I knew if I didn’t explain he wouldn’t aid me.
“I plan to create the node within a Sanctum and use it for several reasons. The first is because I had a vision in which the city had been destroyed and deserted. In this vision I had a battle with a Nephandi and came out of it with Injuries from the fight. I don’t know when this war is coming here and I know that the vision is as much symbolic as real but a dead and deserted Las Vegas is a bad symbol either way. My second reason is I want to use the Sanctum as a training facility to improve my abilities and to teach other awakened. I also plan to share the Node with at least one of the local Were-creature packs in order to help maintain and protect it; that is if they’ll agree to. Fate and Destiny are playing around with my path in life and as much as I wish it weren’t happening I have no choice but to prepare for what I feel coming and to trust my instincts to guide me.” I looked him square in the eyes and asked, “Now, you said that I wasn’t the first to attempt this insane course of action. How many have tried and were there any who succeeded? If anyone did succeed did they survive said twisting of the Tellurian itself?”
Arthur got a distant look in his eyes as though deep in thought. It was interesting to watch his eyes, the shift around the grey scale of color as he thought looking for all the world like a gray clouded sky, “There have been several attempts I’m sure; however I know of only 3 personally. The first two were abysmal failures. One killed the Mage who attempted it, he was trained in all the spheres but attempted something he wasn’t ready for. I taking hold of the fabric of reality he couldn’t handle the raw Quintessence that flowed from it to him and he was burnt to ash from the inside out. The second failure was from a powerful Mage who became an Archmage of the Correspondence sphere. His hubris was his downfall. He believed that he was powerful enough to change reality where he saw fit, his intent was to force ascension on followers that were barely beginning to understand what is possible and their disbelief put him into a quiet that he hasn’t come back out of yet, that was back in ’92. The one that succeeded was an interesting and unique case. He shouldn’t have had the power to pull it off, however he had prepared for it creating a ritual and having a firm grasp in mind of what he wanted to have happen. The planning and ritual paid off and a Node was created. It was a small Node, limited in power but a Node none the less. He was put into a quiet and managed to come out of it relatively sane. While this mage can still work with magick any spell he attempts is very limited in scope and power, he can’t focus on anything detailed or powerful any longer.” He poured himself a drink from an old bottle, took a good drink and continued, “Now that you know more about the dangers and end results are you still planning to try to do it?”
I looked over to where Sindee was talking with Elayna and took a minute to think before answering. “If I’m going to protect Sindee and by extension the city if not the Tellurian itself I must do this. I don’t intend to try it as a normal spell either. My intent is to create a ritual as your one successful Mage did. I was thinking that if I intend to alter the Tellurian the more representations of the truth of reality I incorporate into the ritual the better chances for success in creating the Node. To that end I am looking for representation of the factions, species and whatever classifications we use for different beings.”
“Sounds to me like you’ve thought this out and despite the dangers; you are intent on attempting it. When you say representations of the various supernatural entities, please give me specific examples of what you mean and I’ll see what I can do about it.” He sat looking at me expectanly, waiting for my response.
“In the simplest terms, I know as Mages we use Quintessence and the it has a physical form of Tass of which I have a little. From the Vampire who’s blood is both their source of life and the power behind their magic, I wish to get as old and powerful a sample as they are willing to part with. From the Were-creatures I plan to seek a truce and see if they will share the knowledge of their source of power and possible provide some for to purpose of making this node a reality. I know that there are Fallen Angels or Demons and Mummies as well as many Supernaturals I have no idea of what they are or their source of Power and Magic which is why I come to you. As you said, you’re something else and you know enough to be able to run this unique place. I think you may be able to assist me in this goal if you’re willing.”
“I may be willing to assist however there are some terms to work out between us. First is that if you are successful I have full access to the node for my use and for those I wish to have trained. Second is that we share information in this war you feel coming; you are not the only protector of this city and the world. Third requirement is that you will train those I send to you; I will not send many but those I do will also have a destiny upon them. The last is that either way; if you survive the attempt in success or failure you will owe me a favor at the time of my choosing, no questions asked.”
“I’ll agree to the first and second with no qualifications. The third is an issue, the Node will be in my home and Sanctum and while I am willing to train those who need be, I will want to ensure that anyone I train is someone I’ve met and come to trust before allowing the knowledge of the Node to spread to them. I have a plan for shielding its position from being sensed beyond simple wards. The last one is almost agreeable. I will owe you the favor but I will not do something that violates my ethics and code of honor, nor will I let the favor endanger Sindee or my family. Beyond that the condition are acceptable.” I waited for Arthur’s counter offer.
Arthur’s reply was, “We agree then on points one and two. For point three, you will train anyone I send to you for training; however I will provide a location for doing so until and if you come to trust them enough to take them into your home. The final point, I swear to you on all that I hold dear that when I call on you for the favor it won’t be lightly and it may put your family into danger, but no more than not doing what I ask of you will. I have been guarding this world and fighting in the multiple supernatural wars going on, the ones you know of and those you do not. This place is a bastion against those wars and will continue as such for a long time to come. Do you agree to my terms or not?”
I took my time to think this through carefully. I didn’t like all the terms, but I doubted I’d be able to succeed without his assistance and that would make things worse not better in the long run. I decided there wasn’t much choice, “I’ll agree with the caveat that if anything happens to Sindee or my family while I’m away that I could have protected them from, no power in the universe will stop me from seeking out all those responsible. Therefore I require that you arrange for the protection of those dear to me while I do whatever favor it is you call upon me for. If you find that acceptable we have a deal.”
Arthur smiled and while friendly it did nothing to comfort me, “I can live with that. Now while you have the meal you ordered and enjoy the conversation with your other guest today I will get started looking into what I can do to assist with collecting you ritual materials.” He nodded his head towards the door. I turned to see Seeker of Truth walking in the front entrance, Marcus and Kyra coming in behind her. “Go ahead and use my table here, looks like you’ll need the room anyway and no one will bother you while you sit there.” He walked into the back area of the club.
Sindee returned to the table as I stood to greet the new arrivals. I gestured them over to the table to sit. As we sat five plates arrived from the kitchen smelling better than anything I’ve had to date. The fact that there were five plates didn’t get past me and I now knew that Arthur had seen this coming before I spoke with him today. “Hello Seeker of Truth, let me introduce you to my fiancé Sindee. Sindee, this is Seeker of Truth.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Seeker of Truth. I heard a little about you and Andrew’s misadventures in the desert and am glad to meet Kyra’s grandmother. She is a wonderful young lady and a close friend to Marcus after such a short time.” Sindee’s tone was friendly and her words came from the heart.
“I am equally pleased to meet you Sindee. As for calling me Seeker of Truth, outside of the pack and our gatherings, please call me Talia.” She smiled and took a bite from her plate. The smile of contentment spoke volumes in silence about how good the meal was going to be. “Now Andrew, you asked to meet with me for a reason, why?”
“In order to answer that I need to ask what you know of Mages, Nodes and the Ascension War?” I replied.
She took a few minutes to gather her thoughts while we all enjoyed our meals be she answered. “In regard to Mages, I know you’re power is more about changing perceived reality by will and Magick. It was explained to me once that mortals and most other supernatural beings share a static reality. Everything we do conforms to a defined set of rules, while some of the rules are outside mortal normality they are still there. To Mages however the easier explanation is that their Perception is reality. They can alter the world to become what they perceive it should be, within limitation based on their own power and how much they try to change at once as well as witnesses to the changes. Is that about accurate?”
“A simplified version of things but very accurate none the less Talia,” Marcus answered before I could.
Talia continued, “Nodes are places of power to Mages and other supernatural races. They are knots or weaknesses in the fabric of the veil between planes where for Mages quintessential energy flows and for Werewolves and other shifters the spirits gather and crossing the barriers becomes easier. These places are usually full of life and are constantly fought for among the supernatural races. The Garou as we Werewolves call ourselves care for the grounds around and protect these places from the Wyrm. Currently my pack doesn’t have control of a Node as there are few in the area around Las Vegas with the major one being the Springs Preserve is under to care and guardianship of a pack of Glass Walkers and Bone Gnawers. They allow us and others in the area to use the area but a Pack is strongest when they have a Node for their totem spirit. Is that enough or do I need to know more about them for our discussion to continue?”
I replied before Marcus this time, “That’s plenty of knowledge of Nodes, and I appreciate the lessons of your people as well Talia. “What about the Ascension War?”
“The Ascension war is being fought between Mages of varying alliances and faction to impose your views upon the world, to bring a higher level or being or consciousness to the people or to deny it to them. This struggle is between the Mages, but is being fought for or against all living beings. We have our own struggle that reflects some of the Mages Ascension War. We fight to stave of the apocalypse, the end of all life. Our battle is with and for the trinity. Gaia is the mother of all and her first children are the Wild, the Weaver and the Wyrm. The wild is life is all its varying forms from mortal to Garou to Mage. The Weaver is the domain of constructs and the artificial. The Wyrm is darkness and strife, death and evil. All of these Aspects create and destroy and balance must be maintained in order to stave off the coming end.” She looked thoughtful, “Now for a question of my own. Why do you need this information?”
“I intend to create a Node instead of finding one.” Marcus’s jaw dropped and he stared at me wide eyed, the kind of look one gives when you offer up a truly bad idea. Seeing his expression, Sindee turned to look at me with concern in her features. Kyra just stared at her grandmother who sat there waiting for me to continue, so I did, “What I am planning is possible and has been attempted before. I have been told of three of these attempts. Two of these failed and the success was not total. I am planning to create a ritual as well as gather some things that may help me in succeeding. Why I asked you to meet in twofold to begin. Would you and your pack like to help care for this node and the land around it with the requirement of sharing it with Mages in the even I am successful? If not could you recommend a pack for me to approach with the same offer? The second thing I need to ask is if you will aid me in the ritual?”
Talia sat quietly eating, taking her time to decide how best to answer I suppose. The five of us sat there eating a wonderful meal waiting for her answer. “If I agree with this plan of yours, I’ll need to take it to the pack to see if they’ll agree to share it with a Mage and your allies. I may choose on my own to help you with it either way, but I must ask what you need from me?”
I stayed with the direct approach as thus far with Talia and Arthur it has worked for me, “In the ritual I’m planning I want to properly represent as many if not all of the supernatural races and power types, tying the fabric of reality and those together. I believe this will increase my likelihood of success and well as make a more powerful node as all of the world’s people will be represented. I’m not going to lie to you. If the spell goes wrong; or even if it goes right I may be out of the picture for some time or even permanently. In either case my properties including the land where the node will be crated fall to Sindee and her training to Marcus. If I am simply incapacitated they will be given custodial rights, in the event of my death it goes to Sindee with the exceptions of what I detailed with my lawyer for my will. My lawyer is awakened and has instruction regarding the Node and Land based on both contingencies. Now as I’ve pretty much dropped a bomb on all of you, I’m going to take my fiancé, play a song on the jukebox and dance with her while we talk about all I just said.” I took Sindee by the hand an led her over to the jukebox.
“Andrew, are you positive you need to do this? I mean we just found each other so recently and I don’t want to lose what we have.” There were tears in her eyes as she spoke, but they hadn’t started falling. It broke my heart seeing her like that.
I leaned down and kissed her, warped my arms around her pulling her against me. “It has to be done and I’m the one who came up with the plan so I have to do it. I have more incentive than anyone else to succeed as well because I have you and you have my heart.” We just stood there wrapped in each other’s arms while Talia, Kyra and Marcus talked at the table. “I’m not a hero Sindee and I’m not trying to be. I’m doing what needs to be done because I can do it and no one else is.”
“I know, it’s one of the reasons that I fell in love with you from the start. I read the intake report and got a copy of the police report to find out what happened to you when you weren’t waking up. Your brother’s and you own statement to the police said that you were injured defending your mother and father from the person who attacked you. It said that you risked your life to save them and that makes you who you are. No matter what you say nor what others tell you, you are a hero precisely because of the choices you make. I may not like the possible results but I would hate for you to change and lose that part of yourself. Do what needs to be done and come back to me.”
“There is something you missed in what I said. I want all of you there to help me, you more than anyone else. I want you by my side as my wife and partner in all things. You are yourself a mage, with all the power and responsibility that comes with that. You are far more powerful than me with Life magick. When you awakened it was probably the second greatest thing that has ever happened in my life. Meeting you and coming back together here in Las Vegas was the greatest.” We danced slowly to a couple of songs on the jukebox before returning to the table to see where the conversation was headed there.
I pulled my chair out to sit when I looked more closely at the table. It was about eight feet across, large for a bar room table. It was divided into a dozen edged panels of hardwoods alternating between a dark and a blonde wood. His seat faced the front door with the back directly towards the bar. It struck me as an odd design for a bar, though as he used it for conferences and to meet people who came into the place the size made some sense. “So, do you have any more questions for me?” I asked those gathered at the table.
Talia spoke up first, “I have one. When do you plan to do this and how soon would you need my answer?”
“In about five weeks or so, and I would need your answer as soon as possible in the event I need to search for a different pack to work this spell with. Marcus, do you have anything to add or ask?”
“I’m sure you’ve already been asked if you’re insane and know the possible ramifications of such an action so I have a request. Let me do it for you, explain the spell and ritual so that I can do it.” Kyra looked at him with a worries expression and I knew then that she had fallen for him and I already knew he was in love with her.
“Marcus, as much as I appreciate the offer, you know that I need to be the one to do this as this ritual is one I am creating. Your willingness to offer is more than enough for me. Any other questions?”
“Why do you feel that you need to do this?” inquired Marcus.
“I had a vision in a dream about a possible future in the Ascension War. In this vision, the city was dead and deserted and I fought a powerful Nephandi. I think it was less a vision and more of an attack via time, correspondence and mind by the Nephandi because I woke in this reality with electrical burns and other injuries I received in the fight. It falls to me to stand between this being and the city, my friends and those I love.”
Kyra spoke up at that, “Grandmother, even if the pack refuses to aid him, I will leave the pack to start a new one and aid them. They are more than worthy of the support of a Pack. Andrew’s intent is to defend all the denizens of the city and surrounding area, accepting that it may cost him everything without blinking. He has earned the support I offer him.”
I was pleased and humbled by Kyra’s words after Sindee’s earlier statement. When Talia spoke up I was overwhelmed, “You speak the truth young one and no matter what the rest of the pack decides I will support him as you have chosen to do so. If the pack chooses against this course of action, I’m coming with you and I’ll being any that wish to follow. The pack will need to find someone to replace me.”
“I haven’t the words to describe how much what each of you said means to me. Thank you isn’t enough but it’s all I have for the moment.” I couldn’t speak another word after that.
The rest of our evening passed quickly, we drank, danced and just had fun for the night because we were planning for a war starting tomorrow. Sindee and I were as inseparable as always, as were Kyra and Marcus. Talia spent most of the night speaking with George for most of the night whenever he had a few minute. It was dawn before any of us left and we stopped for breakfast on the way to our respective homes. Talia stayed behind to continue her conversation with the gigantic werewolf.
We met every week at the existence so I could get the information I needed from Arthur as well as catch each other up on what we knew was going on in the war. Arthur was able to procure for me many representations of the different supernatural members of society. Kyra and Talia did wind up leaving their old pack to start another. The split they say was amicable and the two packs would ally and work together, but that the original pack saw the Ascension War as something for mortals and Mages and believed that they weren’t involved in it. I can’t abide willful blindness to the truth but I won’t condemn anyone for it either. Talia said that she would move near the Node once we created it and Kyra was already living in the city so the living arrangements were going to be easy to make. A few members of the pack did follow Talia and Kyra, mostly younger students like her.
When the house was completed and ready to move in I collected the keys. We weren’t going to move into the house until after the node was completed and we had it furnished. Sindee was packing her clothes and personal Items, and the beds into storage. She was going to rent the house out to Natalie to save her some money and since she trusted her to keep the house in good condition.
The days passed quickly and on the last weekend before I intended to cast the ritual Arthur surprised me by coming to the building site I had chosen with most of the supplies he had been gathering. He told me there were three more items that he would bring with him to the casting and would act as a battery and stabilizer for the energy flow of the spell I was about to perform. What he was offering was a compliment and great responsibility. While he was acting as a flow conduit, I would be shaping the spell. In the end, whatever happened to me he would also suffer as a part of the spell. To perform the task he was offering our minds would be linked and he would be as susceptible to everything that I was as the Mage casting the spell. If things went bad he would suffer the dangers as well.
The day had finally come to create a Node. I had spent the entire night in meditation open to the flow of Magick, infusing every cell of my body with stored potential to create and alter all that exist. You feel like a true god when you have that much power within, and this is where most Magi fall to hubris. I knew I wasn’t god and rooted that firmly in my mind to keep pride out of my way in this casting. I wrote the symbols of all the spheres around the sanctum, I sank the etchings into the surface using matter magick. I placed each representation of the supernatural races around the spot in a close circle leaving the North, South and center positions open for the three items that Arthur was bringing.
The group gathered that evening, Arthur even closed the Existence and brought the core members of his staff to aid in what was happening. They all spread around the room, where the item representing their race or faction was placed they stood. Arthur entered the circle with me with a few items in his hands. In the North position he places a small black ball of crystal, perfectly smooth that had an oily evil sense to it. He said that it was Black 13, the most dangerous glass of the Wizards Rainbow. The item he placed at the South position was the sword that I had seen Sam wearing in the Existence that first night, this was a powerful weapon and some form of talisman. Not powered by Magick but by another source, the blood magic of vampires I believe. The last item was in a case when Arthur set it down to open it. I felt nothing special from it until the case was opened, the Magick and Spiritual energies poured from the case were like a sensory overload. Arthur withdrew the sword inside and held it before him, pointing skyward. This was not just a Talisman but one of the few Wonders of our world, created by a combination of Magick and Legend granted power by belief and epic tales. It was a one of a kind item that will never again be duplicated. Arthur turned it point downward and drove the blade into the floor. The was no sound of metal striking ground, just the sound of blade slicing through clean until it was buried to the cross guard. I reached out to each mind surrounding me and brought it into the spell, giving them just pieces of the overall to hold on to. I took my time to shape the spell and set firmly what I wanted to have happen in the end. I had to weave all the spheres into this to ensure that the Magick flowed easily here. I kept working the image and spell in my head as Arthur flowed more energy to me through the link between us. It was hours before I was ready to cast the final portion of the spell and bind the planes together here creating the Node. I gather all the power I had stored in my own cells and wrapped into it the flow coming from Arthur. I drove the energy through the nine sphered braiding the stands together in my mind, forcing the energy into the ground and across the planes. I twisted the Magick into the fabric of the Tellurian mentally knotting the planes together and released the Magick into it. I felt the power flowing through me in a strength I didn’t know was possible, it felt magma in my veins and silk across my skin at the same time. There was a bright glow in the room and then total darkness and silence around me……………

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Boy Stud-1

It’s Adam’s birthday and his father surprises him with one hell of a present!

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A guy is on a business trip to Amsterdam. One night he visits a brothel and spends half an hour drinking at the bar while he weighs up the goods. After he’s turned away quite a few offers from the girls he deems that it’s time to talk to the madam.
He says “I’ve looked at your girls and had some really interesting offers but can’t see what I’m looking for tonight, maybe you can advise me.”
The madam replies “Whatever sir wants I feel sure we can be of service.”
So the guy says “ What I’m really looking for is a fat girl with big soft saggy tits and a cunt like a ripped out fireplace.”
The madam replies “Ah, I think that sir is feeling kinky, yes?”
The guy answers “No, just homesick”.

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