*Before…

I have never been in a public setting like this for that long in my life before, it’s completely blown any other times that I’ve done this out of the water as it were.
I feel happy and I feel actually like I’ve grown a lot just by getting past something like this.
We get settled in and we hug our driver and he even helps carry our bags with the porter to our rooms and say our goodbyes for the night as he leaves us his personal card for us to call him if we need him again.
That could be a definite thing.
I have a shower and get everything off of me from being out there…no I’m not a germiphobe but it just feels good to wash the day off.
I think that I might have stress sweated slightly.
Brandy’s looking at room service and I’m going over the things that I bought her from The Apple Store.

*And Now…

Chapter 85

Faye couldn’t believe his luck.  Here he was, one gorgeous blonde riding his cock like the mechanical bull at the Mule Lip, while yet another was thrusting her throbbing moist pussy into his face…

…After getting the mother of all blowjobs. Not the evening I had planned, but not complaining. Bobbie was gonna be angry, but she’d get over it. Besides, it’s not like she didn’t owe her a little karma.

Story under construction...

Kate, Amy and Blake have fun with a pretty pink corset.

We have now reached the climax of book two of this anthology. Rock and her teams finally face off against Chang's organization. With an ending that will probably leave you wanting more.

The the title of the chapter, says it all: “Babes, Boomers, and Badasses.”

Caution: Nudity, Mildly Suggestive Sexual Scenes, and Mild Adult Language.

The day came to go to the school that the kids are to attend. We walk in to the building and are greeted by the principal and told what room to go to. We get there and are greeted by a teacher by the name of Mr. Vaughn. He says “hey Mario how it going and who are these lovely little ones.”

I slept better than I'd slept in ….forever. It was a sweet, contented sleep. Filled with wonderful dreams.... none of which I could recall, except for the fact that they were ….wonderful and life affirming... I was a bit annoyed at myself for savoring the tenor of my dreams without being able to consciously recall a single one. Still, I awakened refreshed and content in my own ….Katherine's own... bed for the first time in a very, very long time. And it seemed long overdue.