“Today, this book,” Mrs Judd exclaimed waving Persuasive Writing in her hand. Emily moaned, “So Ryan’s been away for 2 weeks,” slowly inching her chair closer to the tense John. “..yeah?” he responded with hesitance. “Getting pretty lonely,” she leaned over and whispered in his ear as she ran her hand slowly up his thigh, “I miss the touch of a man.” He looked in front of him to Jared and Callan, and to the side, incredulous at what was happening. “I need a little help,” she reached over and snatched John’s hand from his desk, sliding it down, under her skirt…

The sunset shone brilliantly in the clear sky, bringing a little darkness to New York City. I was riding a Citi Bike along the West Side Highway, taking in the view of the Hudson River and enjoying the cool breeze that blew my face. Riding beside me on a Citi Bike too was my date, Sochee Mala. We met online and instantly hit it off. Sochee was a tall Latina with a small waist and a nice set of perky tits. I loved her curvy body and the big round ass. The red dress she wore, accentuated her curves precisely.…

  My computer died. I called the Geek Squad. Since it's under warranty they'll fix it for free. Good news; It'll take about 3 days to receive it. Bad news; It'll take 2 weeks for a tech to install it due to conflicting schedules. I work 12 hour days on Mon & Tue, off on Wednesdays & then 8-10 hours on Thu & Fri. They'll be here on a Wednesday. Time passes. I am getting more & more use to sharing my husband's computer, although it is bothersome. It's now Monday night & my husband reminds me about a tech…

Meagan dropped her books onto the desk, flicking the eyes of John toward her. "Hia John", she chirped with her bright face and childish voice.hey... John tentatively replied. John watched her sit down next to him, confused. Why wasn't she sitting next to Cassie? Did they have a fight? The rest of the tech students flooded into the small classroom, followed by Mr Rudge. Something brushed against John's leg. He looked down and saw stocking-covered legs rubbing against his leg. He looked back up to Meagan to see her smiling face turned to the front, seemingly enthralled in the teachers lesson. John turned his face back to…

As you know, I design sex toys for both men and women. In designing any kind of product, you need to do some research and while working on the design of a toy, I found some interesting stuff about subliminal messages in marketing. Advertisements had always used some sort of subliminal messaging to connect you with the product. You really don't need the last gadget on the market, but somehow the ads convince you to buy it – that is the power of subliminal messages. About two years ago, I decided to use some subliminal messages techniques I read on…

Saturday, 6 in the morning, and some idiot was knocking at my door as if the world was on fire. I tried to ignore it – after all, I had just slept three hours – but the knocking kept going, so I had to wake up and dress to answer the door. Fucking Jehovah Witnesses! Well, it was not a Witness. It was a young woman, not older than 20 with bright pink hair to her shoulders, a white dress, a body to rise a dead from the grave, and lips that where the envy of Scarlet Johansson. Her eyes…

  When you are single and have a non traditional job, people get ideas about you. I am a 40 years old single guy that design sex toys. I spend most of the time out of my house in New York, but when I am there, I usually had attractive young women coming in and out of the house. More recently, my “niece” Elena moved with me, ending the stream of visitors, but starting a new round of gossip around the neighborhood. She is a 18 years old girl who loves to dye her hair in neon colors and a…

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It was a nice breezy Saturday morning in New York City. I was going home, after departing from my friend’s birthday bash at a lower Manhattan bar. Too drunk to drive home, I decided to utilize that MetroCard that I had in my pocket for weeks. So, I dashed down to Brooklyn Bridge – City Hall / Chambers Street Subway station steps like a sprinter. Then I swiped through the turnstile, and saw that the #6 local train was there already. I got on the last car and sighed with relief that it was clean and air-conditioned. Vaguely remembering that…

John was stuck at school again. It seemed even in school holidays, his mum's ties with the school allowed him no escape. The staff room was the best for such a hot day, with air conditioning and a coffee machine; it was the best place to relax. "Now, your parents said they you had some work to do, so I'll leave that up to you in here. I'll be back in about an hour," Mrs. Mead waddled into the room, with Chinese student Lucy on her lead. "Oh, hello Johnny, you can keep Lucy company? See you later, guys." As…