Tenth Avenue Freeze Out
"Mildred," she replied.
Under those panties was a bulge. A BIG bulge.
"You're not gonna...you know...in my mouth?" she asked.
"Clean it cunt." He said, with a total absence of emotion.
"Kneel," He ordered.
"You won't get out of those." I grinned.
The wind blew by her and for some reason she felt angered at that. She pushed forward and walked into the wind. She thought of the day, such a waste. Hardly any business for the books today, the computer was annoyingly unresponsive and to top it off, she wasn't feeling well.
"Wait just a minute, you." He called sharply to her. She was striding through the beams of sunlight, like some magical fairy queen, dressed in her simple cotton dress that seemed to glow in the sunlight. Her feet were almost bare in her sandals, and her legs, outlined by her movements and the flow of her simple shirt as she strode away, made his groin tighten. She should have been considered plain, her long black hair pinned back in a simple style. She should have just looked plain and bookish; she certainly didn't put anything into it. But her simple attire only crystallized her beauty and made her seem almost ethereal, untouchable, -clean, simple, pure.
"Thanks dad."
Natasja sobbed louder, but shook her head no. She could not bear to have her mother and father see her. If her boss saw this tape, she would probably lose her job.
"Don't give that shit to me," Robert cut him off. "All was going great with my marriage and then you got involved!" Robert could feel the anger coming back and he knew Gerald could hear it too.
The next morning Charlene was right on time for work. She came into my office, sat down and said, "Okay, now what?"
"Well, nice to see you two again. This is my girlfriend Cathy and our friend Amanda."
Needless to say these pictures could cause you a lot of trouble if they were to come out. What would your parents think? In their eyes you are a perfect little angel that can do no wrong and would never do something like this. What would your poor boyfriend Tom say? You've been together for five years and this is how you repay his loyalty? What about your friends? That little church group you belong to would find these pictures very interesting. Heck pictures like these would make you the talk of the town; you'd forever be labeled as a dirty little slut. It doesn't have to be that way Rachel. If you do as you are told these pictures will never see the light of day. Now with this letter there is a box. In it you will find the outfit that you are to wear to dinner tonight. You are to wear nothing more and nothing less than what is in the box. Everything is your size, I made sure of that. If you do not wear the outfit that I have provided to dinner tonight you will wake up tomorrow to find thousands of copies of these pictures spread all over town.
Angela,
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, far too long, years infact." She replied.
As Julie digested this, she thought of how different things might be had Matt not asked Jason to help out. "Maybe we'll see him later in the lounge or at the spa." She offered.
"I haven't been able to function since my sister's death." Michael said.
-This is REALLY just a sample, I didn't have a whole lot of time, but wanted to get something posted before the weekend, more and better to follow. Promise.
Under those panties was a bulge. A BIG bulge.
"You're not gonna...you know...in my mouth?" she asked.
"Clean it cunt." He said, with a total absence of emotion.
"Kneel," He ordered.
"You won't get out of those." I grinned.
The wind blew by her and for some reason she felt angered at that. She pushed forward and walked into the wind. She thought of the day, such a waste. Hardly any business for the books today, the computer was annoyingly unresponsive and to top it off, she wasn't feeling well.
"Wait just a minute, you." He called sharply to her. She was striding through the beams of sunlight, like some magical fairy queen, dressed in her simple cotton dress that seemed to glow in the sunlight. Her feet were almost bare in her sandals, and her legs, outlined by her movements and the flow of her simple shirt as she strode away, made his groin tighten. She should have been considered plain, her long black hair pinned back in a simple style. She should have just looked plain and bookish; she certainly didn't put anything into it. But her simple attire only crystallized her beauty and made her seem almost ethereal, untouchable, -clean, simple, pure.
"Thanks dad."
Natasja sobbed louder, but shook her head no. She could not bear to have her mother and father see her. If her boss saw this tape, she would probably lose her job.
"Don't give that shit to me," Robert cut him off. "All was going great with my marriage and then you got involved!" Robert could feel the anger coming back and he knew Gerald could hear it too.
The next morning Charlene was right on time for work. She came into my office, sat down and said, "Okay, now what?"
"Well, nice to see you two again. This is my girlfriend Cathy and our friend Amanda."
Needless to say these pictures could cause you a lot of trouble if they were to come out. What would your parents think? In their eyes you are a perfect little angel that can do no wrong and would never do something like this. What would your poor boyfriend Tom say? You've been together for five years and this is how you repay his loyalty? What about your friends? That little church group you belong to would find these pictures very interesting. Heck pictures like these would make you the talk of the town; you'd forever be labeled as a dirty little slut. It doesn't have to be that way Rachel. If you do as you are told these pictures will never see the light of day. Now with this letter there is a box. In it you will find the outfit that you are to wear to dinner tonight. You are to wear nothing more and nothing less than what is in the box. Everything is your size, I made sure of that. If you do not wear the outfit that I have provided to dinner tonight you will wake up tomorrow to find thousands of copies of these pictures spread all over town.
Angela,
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, far too long, years infact." She replied.
As Julie digested this, she thought of how different things might be had Matt not asked Jason to help out. "Maybe we'll see him later in the lounge or at the spa." She offered.
"I haven't been able to function since my sister's death." Michael said.
-This is REALLY just a sample, I didn't have a whole lot of time, but wanted to get something posted before the weekend, more and better to follow. Promise.
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