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OUR STORY ARCHIVE #2:

The Visitor - Gwen anxiously climbed the stairs to the apartment she shared with her room mate, Anna,who had promised her a big surprise when she got home from work. All day she had been wondering what it would be, and it had been driving her crazy!!! Fumbling with her key, she heard Anna yell from inside the apartment, “It’s open!” Gwen hurried inside, eager to find what Anna had in store for her. Her elation suddenly turned to jealousy when she saw the “surprise” Anna had waiting for her!

The Subway Ride - Terri crammed her way onto into the third car of the Englewood-Howard subway line on her way to the loop for work It was only 7:00AM and the car was already packed like a can of sardines. After about a month of subway rides, Terri would get fed up and take her car to work, but that usually only lasted a day or two because of the horrible traffic and expensive Loop parking rates. The el was considerably faster and cheaper, if not more convenient than driving a car. On this Wednesday it seemed that it was packed tighter than normal, and Terri was pressed between a well dressed business man and a mid forties woman who smelled of Chanel No. 5.

Under His Spell - As long as Patrick could remember he had the power, well at least as far back as eight years old anyway. For about eighteen years now, with no real rhyme or reason, Patrick has somehow acquired the power to put people into deep hypnotic trances. And even more extraordinary, he could have them do his bidding, and wake up totally unaware of any of the activities they may have taken part in! Even at a very young age, he instinctively knew not to let on the secret of his new found powers. It was as if he thought that maybe his teachers or parents would take it away from him, and this he could not abide, as he was not one of the popular “in crowd”, but a veritable loner who spent most of his time playing by himself. If he was blessed with something no other child had, well then, that was fine with him!

The Plumber - Jake was just about finished installing the new hot water heater for Mrs. Drake, as the old one had been leaking like a sieve and must have cost a fortune to run. Jake lit the pilot light and waited for the familiar whoosh that came when the burner fired up. Mrs. Drake leaned around the corner and asked if everything was O.K. “No problem Ma’am, all finished,” Jake said, as he wiped his hand with an old rag hanging from his tool belt. “Be upstairs in a minute!” After gathering up all of his tools, Jake headed out to the truck to make out the bill. After all the parts and labor were included the total came to $450.00. “Not to bad,” thought Jake, as he went back into the house. Mrs. Drake took the bill and looked it over for what seemed to be a very long time. “Is there a problem Mrs. Drake,” asked Jake. “No, there's no problem. I was just thinking that maybe you would like to add another $550.00 to make it an even thousand.” Jake eyed her a little suspiciously and wondered why she would make such an offer.

The Appointment - Chet nervously looked at his watch for the third time in the last five minutes. What in the hell had gotten into him, was he out of his mind?!? Meeting a woman in person he has been having an on line relationship with--totally nuts! Here he was, 33 years old, good job, married to a beautiful woman, two small children, a whole lot to lose, and he could throw it all away because he was thinking with his dick! Unbelievable!! He’d heard the stories of meetings of this type going disastrously wrong, with some even ending up in murder! Just because most of the victims were women didn’t make him feel a whole lot better! Looking at his watch again, “Christ, relax, it’s just a drink with a new acquaintance, no problem!!”

Mile High Club - Trent Boyd hefted his small attache’ case into the over head compartment and sat down in the aisle seat and waited for the 737 to take off. Leaving the bone chilling cold of Detroit to spend a long weekend in New Orleans was enough to bring a smile to the face of any seasoned traveler! One stop over in Memphis, and it would be good by Woodward Ave. and hello Bourbon Street! This would be Trent’s sixth visit to the Crescent City, and it was definitely his favorite destination, with all the food, booze and women to be had! His day dream was abruptlyinterrupted, however, when he chanced to see an absolutely stunning black haired beauty dragging an over night bag down the aisle, obviously looking for her seat

St Tropez - Amber strolled down the beach, marveling at the sheer beauty of the strip of sand know around the world as St. Tropez. Made famous in the sixties by Brigitte Bardot, it now was the play ground for the idle rich of Europe. This was Amber’s second visit to the continent, but her first to the South of France, and it was all that it was cracked up to be and more!!! It was seven in the morning and she had the entire beach to herself, that is, except for the huge yachts that were moored not more than one hundred yards of shore. Picking up a shells as she went along, Amber could all ready feel the heat from the sun warming her bare back, even at this early hour.When she was far enough away from the main swimming area, she slipped behind some rocks andremove her shorts and halter top, and then lay down on her blanket for some serious sunning!

Under The Table - Cori stuck her head into Jake’s office and asked if he was ready to go to lunch. “Sure am,”he said, jumping up and grabbing his coat. “Where to,” he asked, as they hurried towards the elevator. “I’m really tense today,” she replied, “how about Under The Table?” He laughed and said, “Tense huh? Sounds good to me!” Talking shop until they entered the restaurant, their tone quickly changed as the hostess asked what type of table they wanted. “We both want girls,”Cori answered without hesitation! “That’s okay with you, isn’t it Jake,” she asked? “Fine by me,”he answered back. The hostess then led them to a quiet corner table and said, “Please enjoy you lunch!”

The Ex - Ben had never been so happy in his entire life! Here he was just home from his honeymoon,and ready to begin is marriage with the most beautiful and loving girl a man could ever hope for.To say his courtship of Sarah had been a whirlwind affair would be an understatement! Less that two months ago he had met her for the first time at a New Years Eve party given by a mutual friend. They left the party arm in arm, and had been together ever since. Ben knew on his first date that Sarah was the girl for him. Incredibly beautiful, with big doe eyes, long flowing brown hair, a face like and angel, and a body that would make Jezebel jealous! Every time he even looked at her, he had to pinch himself to make sure it wasn’t all a dream.

The Motel - Craig couldn’t believe his luck! Buying the Sunny Day Motel had been the best decision ofhis life! He had gotten the idea to install hidden cameras in each room from one of those “CandidCamera” shows on television. Right from the beginning Craig knew that this little ten room motel could be a gold mine if it was run “properly”! After taking possession of the motel, Craig got down to the business of installing his hidden cameras and microphones in every unit. By the time he was finished he had a camera hidden in every room in the place. In a spare room in his own living quarters Craig set up a series of video recorders to capture all of the gory details for posterity!

The Big Party - Jenny Craft was on cloud number nine! She couldn't believe her good luck! Having met Charlie only a month ago, and now he was taking her to a party that would include his best and closest friends. They were having what once was described as a whirl wind romance. Introduced by a friend of a friend, they had become almost inseparatable. From the very first night together the sex and been beyond phenomenal! Charlie was hung like a horse and knew exactly how to use it! This was the first time that Jenny had ever had a man with over sized equipment, and she now was a true believer in the saying that size DOES matter!

Black and White - ”Please, Mark, we really need to work out tonight,” pleaded Cindy! Mark looked at the two women and said, “You guys know the rules, the gym closes at ten sharp!” “Just for a little while,” begged Jill?!? Mark, the manager of the Suburban Workout Gym, was about ready tobegin his own workout when these two dingbats showed up just as he was closing up. “Oh well,come on in, I was just going to work out myself, and I could use a spotter,” he said, giving in totheir pleas! Both girls rushed past him and headed for the locker room to change, and Mark, shaking his head, locked the door and went back into the gym to start his workout. He was just finishing up his warm ups when the two women came out of the locker room. Looking them over, Mark had to admit that Cindy and Jill were two of the best conditioned ladies who used the facility, and they really did workout, unlike a lot of the other female members, who seemed to use the club as a social gathering spot rather than a serious workout gym.

Dominated - “What the hell am I doing here at this hour,” Carl said out loud to no one in particular, “man was not made to lift weights at midnight!” For over a year Carl Nevins had been working out three nights a week at the “Barbell Club”, trying in vain to build up his underdeveloped body.Diets, protein shakes, aerobics, weight machines, and now free weight training, and not much of a visible improvement in muscle development. He had to admit that he felt stronger, but as far as high muscle definition was concerned, well he seemed to be paddling up stream on that one! Even at midnight there were plenty of people in the midst of their workouts, most, if not all of them in better shape than Carl. After struggling through a set of bench presses, Carl decided to take a break, and watch the other people stretch and sweat for a while.

The Chatroom - Sarah nervously reviewed the instructions that Megan had written for her on the back of a restaurant napkin. Hit “enter”, wait for the screen to load, then make up a chat room “handle”, type it in, then hit “connect me”, and you’re in! A live sex chat room! “I must be out of my mind,” thought Sarah! How did she ever let Megan talk her into this?!? “Well, no harm in just sitting in, I don’t have to talk!” As she focused her eyes on the screen, she could see at least five people trying to contact her under her chat room handle, newgirl. Too unsure of herself to jump in, she decided to just observe for a while, and see how the thing worked. While the conversation was sexy, it seemed that everyone kept the tone light, and not in the least bit vulgar. After about ten minutes, Sarah saw a message on the screen, “newgirl, want to chat?”Sarah hesitated a second, hit private, and then type, “Sure, bigirl, let’s chat!”

The Carny - It was always the same in every little town and hamlet that the carnival stopped in. Walt would try and hook up with some of the local talent for the four or five days they were in town. To a homey, the life of a carny roustabout seemed like a glamorous way to live. “Some glamor,” thought Walt, “dusty dirty jobs setting up and tearing down the rides and exhibits that constituted the Kingston Karnival, and Eddie Kingston made sure that you earned every dime of the crummy pay that he forked over on every Friday. In between set up and tear down, Walt would handle any number of odd jobs around the midway. If he wasn’t running one of the many rides for the youngsters, he was operating a game stand, you know, the kind that for a buck you have to knock down the three milk bottles with two throws, or maybe shoot a moving target with a gun with bad sights. Where ever he was needed, that’s where you’d find him.

The Mission of Mercy - Becky really enjoyed her afternoons working as a volunteer at the local hospital. Sometimes she would read to a patient or maybe take one for a walk in their wheelchair. Her duties seemed to run the gamut, and she loved helping people. Today she had helped an eightysix year old lady write a letter to her grandson who lives in New York, and later on she helped feed a young girl who had both of her arms in casts. Where ever she could help is where she wanted to be! After watching the doctors and nurses in action for the past year, Becky had decided that she would go to nursing school after she graduated high school next spring. She couldn’t thing of a better way to make money and continue helping people at the same time.

Red Cowboy Boots - Christy peered into her closet trying to decide on which outfit to wear for her usual Saturday night outing. Being from Ft. Worth, Texas, her destination was sure to be one of the many cowboy bars that dotted the Metroplex landscape. She finally decided on a long countrystyle dress that was low cut on top, yet loose enough to allow her freedom of movement on the dance floor. She lay the garment on her bed and sat down in front of her vanity mirror to brush her long blonde hair. There was no mistaking it, Christy had a stunning body! Long slim legs, flat tummy, a full yet tight ass, large red nippled breasts, and a pretty if not beautiful face. As the brush pulled through her tresses, her boobs jiggled back and forth, causing her nipples to become erect. Christy had to admit she was a male magnet of the nth degree!!

A Dom & A Fem - Rachel was bone tired as she lay in the hot bath she had just drawn. Her whole body achedfrom the pounding it had taken in this afternoon’s practice. Rachel was a starting forward on a women’s professional basketball team out of Chicago, and Coach Jim Danvers had worked them to death after last night’s embarrassing home loss to Detroit. He had a right be upset! They really had stunk it up! The three hour practice had been an absolute killer. Tomorrow would be a lot easier, however, since they were only going to have a light shoot around and chalk talk to get ready for the next game against the Liberty Belles. After the shoot around they would get on a bus and head straight to the airport for their direct flight Philly. The season had turned into a grind, so the team was looking forward to a free night in the City of Brotherly Love.


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