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BigBoy 1 edit 2 Back in the late seventies after divorcing my second wife I started to hit the party sceene again.. Met this woman in a bar one night, Got pretty wasted and horny so we decided to go to my place.
I have been teaching in outside of Tokyo for 5 years. Last December at the beginning of the New Year's holiday I ran into a student from a corporate class I had a year ago on the train. Lets call him 1san. He was on his way home from the movies with his friend 2san



'How in the hell do I get myself into these things?' I asked myself. The scarves that held my wrists to the padded arms of the chair were a work of art. I couldn't move them at all but the circulation was just fine. Jenny, my wife, was a surgeon and an expert at knots
This is a true story. I've tried to fix the errors. Not sure why it uploaded it like that Sorry This is my first attempt writing on here so be gentle. My ex got me in to BBC. I've always had a very open mind when it came to sex and never judged anyone's lifestyle



It was a cold dark,rainy evening when I was coming home from work.I was thinking about stopping some where for a drink before going home to an empty house. My girl friend had ran off with another guy 2 months ago and it was time to start looking for some one new



Brazilian Connection 2 Joe and Emma were eagerly awaiting the plane carrying the six new girl’s fresh from Brazil. The airport at Cincinnati was bustling and Joe knew the girls would go unnoticed with all the commotion going on



THE EXTRACTION - O_o stories It was a Saturday morning and I was on my home from a friends birthday party. I had left at one o’clock, because people had started to throw food and empty bottles around the place. I felt drowsy. I had had too much myself and just wanted to go home



I never got to sleep that night. I was in too much pain. When Billy awoke I limped into the kitchen to make him a bowl of cereal, as I did every morning. I didn’t feel like eating. The only thing I wanted was to get out of there



Several years ago, it was my just after my sixty-fifth birthday when my doctor's office called and said that it was time for a full check-up



I have gotta admit, during the time at work where no-one talks my mind does tend to wander. I find myself playing through all sorts of fantasies in my mind, most them sexual



Scott was a popular boy in our high school; not in the “I do not talk to geeks” way, but he was well known. He was a sophomore and I was a freshman. We had known each other for many years, and I had always had a huge crush on him
It Happened on Vacation and Continued at Home - Revised Chapters1 thru 4. Chapter 1



Rain drizzled down in a steady deluge on a gray, miserable, midwinter day. The temperature had dipped into the fifties and no one could be seen on the puddle strewn grounds of St. Michael's
I had ever seen Carrie had said to me “Nicky this is nick” Nick was carries older brother, I then came to find out that he was 20, so I came back over to carries house and we got on the computer and we IM’d Nick he lived with his father in Lombard so we had talked to him over the next 2 weeks



I’ve gone back and re-read everything I’ve written so far and I realize that there is more I want you to know. I can’t believe how good it feels to put all this down on paper. And I want you to know everything, which is why I’ve tried to be as detailed as I possibly can