I receive my message, instructing me to silently enter the house. She doesn’t know I am coming tonight. I slip quietly through the unlocked front door and gently click it closed behind me. As agreed, I retrieve the glass of ice from the kitchen, our scapegoat for why he needed to leave the room. I w...
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It’s still a party…. Period.
FUCK! My period is early! This seriously going to impede on Sirs plans for me. I sit fretting over sending the inevitable message of disappointment. Sir is not going to be happy with me. I hit send and hold my breath awaiting a reply. Our plans are to go ahead. Relief! My mind reeling now, wondering...
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Wandering thoughts of an over sexual mind
The bus is packed! As usual. I get on and there is standing room only, I would hardly call it room as I am pressed against the people around me like sardines lined up in a tin. I have been leaning against a cushioned rail designed for this very purpose. As we jolt to a halt the doors wheeze open all...
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