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“No way I could be that high,” Calvin said.

“Wh-What? We have to get Beatrice!”

“You were in there for three or four seconds by my count!”

Gretchen froze and bit her bottom lip before she ran to the room where Silvia and Jennie lay before the fireplace. Bursting in, she woke the two from their sleep.

“Professor Lapin, we need to tell you something…” Gretchen said to Silvia, who bolted upright and looked around he room.

“Where is Beatrice?” Silvia asked almost immediately.

Gretchen scowled and looked at Calvin.

“You have to see to believe, Professor,” Calvin said.

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“How high did you get this time, Calvin and Gretchen? You should not smoke dope!” Silvia said as they all walked to the tiny room full of chains.

When she saw the frame, Silvia quieted. She examined it carefully. Silvia touched the surface and jumped at the sight of her fingers turning blue. She pushed her face towards and peered inside the frame at the field of purple blue flowers.

“What? Where?” Silvia asked, stumbling through her words and thoughts. “How did you? So if Beatrice is… but what did you-“

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Inside they found a rather odd and elaborate house full of objects and framed pictures, wilted dead plants and large pots and vases.

Calvin slowly reached his plastic bag with his lighter, cigarettes and a few joints still dry. He chuckled and flicked the lighter until he got a small flame. With enough light to barely see, the girls stared at him as he grabbed a candelabra that held three dusty candles. He lit the candles and bathed the room in a dim red orange light. Beatrice felt her gripping anxiety evaporate.

Their eyes adjusted as they quietly shivered and trembled, still cold. Silvia’s and Gretchen’s makeup ran down her cheeks and face. Calvin and Silvia looked around the room and both caught sight of a fireplace across the room. They descended on it to build a fire.

Beatrice wrung water from her long brown hair. Her bra had ripped away until it only held up her large e-cup breasts in a wonderful display that left her nipples mostly naked. She tried to use her thin arms and tiny hands to cover her nipples, but it only served to offer more to ogle. Jennie watched Beatrice struggle to cover her voluptuous body. Jennie looked at Beatrice’s tattered panties that did not cover much. She could see Beatrice’s thick patch of pubic hair.

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“Remember class, keep this professional!” Silvia chanted to her students in the van. “This is an obscure collection belonging to an old fellow who really belongs to a different time and culture so be respectful! I have never formally met this person only contacting through mail. These works are more *ahem* explicit and exotic. Keep this professional!”

Gretchen rolled her eyes and looked out the window of the van as they departed for whatever dumb museum she would have to endure. Calvin sat next to her, stinking of pot smoke and scribbling in a little journal that could fit in his pocket. Jennie sat in front of them wearing her short shorts and sneakers as always, no matter the temperature. Beatrice sat right behind her teacher, Silvia, who drove the van.

As they pulled out of the parking lot on campus, Silvia’s thoughts wandered.

Artist and Model part 12: Ceremony

Nicholas felt compelled to follow into the dark. Their actions and attitudes seemed to different that he thought he had entered some other fantastical world. He shrugged and followed. The narrow passage meandered. It smelled wet and briny. As his eyes adjusted to the dark, he heard someone behind him, and he turned around to see who it was but felt a hand grab him out of the shadow and pull him along the path. Lily led him through the passage into a large room with an opening to the sky above his head. Seven large stones lay in a circle. He saw glyphs carved into each face. Moss covered one of the stones. The floor was covered in gravel and dried, sandy mud. Between two large stones, Nicholas could see, faintly in the dark, a deep alcove with a large shape obscured in the shadows.

Lily and Violet presented the book to Nicholas, unwrapping it from its yellow cloth. He reached out and grabbed the heavy book. The four women looked at him expectantly.

The sound of footsteps in the passage caught Nicholas’ attention, and he looked to see who would enter the room. Two tall, beautiful women entered, carrying a third, also bound with rope and blindfolded. They carefully put the bound woman on the ground.

Hello Nurse – Part 1 [FF] Old material

Well first I must tell you how itchy and ill fitting the uniform they gave me is. It’s so starchy and bright white, my cherry red lipstick is always smearing on the collar as I button up the front, which is tricky to do with my breasts, cupped in white lace as to not show through the uniform, being just slightly fuller than the uniform allows. 

I normally don’t work in the ER but when I came down to the gift shop to get myself a red lollipop on my break, something caught my eye and I had to stop.

A shoe. A converse sneaker. Dangling over the side of the bed. I always loved converse shoes but didn’t wear them much anymore. I figured it was a little kid wearing them, but when I went over to give the kid my extra lollipop, I found the shoe on a foot attached to a tanned, strong and feminine leg. Involuntarily I gasp.

The leg continued on to a shapely hip, trim waist, soft-mounded breasts, a creamy neck and gorgeous dirty blonde hair perfectly cut and styled in a short, causal yet flirty way. 

Artis and Model part 11: Cave

“Helena? Helena!” He called out through the shop. Helena appeared at the entrance of the shop as he caught sight of the door. He walked briskly to her and stood close before her. She had a blank expression on her face.

“Nicholas, is something the matter? Do any reading?” Helena asked with a vacant smirk.

Nicholas grinned on one side of his mouth as he looked at her, leaned close to kiss her luscious lips. She kissed him back passionately, and he ran his hands all over her hour-glass body. Andonna joined them with the large book in her arms followed by Tamara.

“Well, you were right, Helena. He did possess the blood,” Andonna said. “He is standing after all!”

“When do we meet Violet and Lily?”

“Soon. I think they should be here by now,” Helena said.

“Good. I want a drink. Take me to that cafe around the corner,” Nicholas said. “I need a moment to think.”

[MF] New name, same RAOMD shenanigans

My main throwaway is kind of burned (dumb I know) so this is a throwaway to my throwaway.

I’m a good looking, mid-30s, average build, hung business traveler who loves a dive! This is as broad and lame as I can describe myself.

I mainly travel in North America, West Europe and Africa. I’ve met some great, interesting people and some very unique women who have been underserved by the men and women in their communities. Enter me.

I’m a Dom/Daddy type by nature but I’ve found that I thoroughly enjoy burying my head between some needy thighs!

I have a backlog of a year’s worth of stories that I’ll share… here’s the one from the Great White North… it’s our 9 month remembrance.

==kinda the good stuff== I was going to Canada for 4 days so I start as I always do… gender and location tag searches (very important people!). I shoot off couple of messages, giving them the usual rundown… success rates vary. Europe is dead-last in this category.

She (21 f) wanted to see a white dick (21m) [MF]

Senior year of college, I was working as an RA. I had just broken up with my only long term girlfriend of my undergrad years, and it was a bad breakup, so I wasn’t exactly ready to see anyone new yet. So at the time of this story, there wasn’t anyone in my life I was even flirting with. At least intentionally. There was June.

June was an RA two floors above my ow in the building where I worked. She was also one of those people who is ridiculously involved in everything on campus. She was Vice President of the Black Student Union, active in Student Government, and was a member of a ton of different clubs and orgs, and on the school’s track and field team in addition to working for Housing. God knows how she got the grades she did. So yeah, brilliant girl. She was also really pretty. June was a first generation American whose folks were from Nigeria. She was maybe 5’6, or 5’7, usually kept her hair natural but short, with these gorgeous dark brown eyes and an absolutely radiant smile. She also had runners legs and the kinda ass that gives a guy neck pains. Oh, and she wore glasses, which probably for most people isn’t a major thing but for me is a major, major thing.

She surprised me – and herself – on our first meet [FM]

Cathy and I met online, and flirted for a few days, getting increasingly sexual, but nothing overt. Finally we found a time to meet for a drink. She was wearing a very tight black tube dress, short enough to show most of her thighs, and a high neck that helped accentuate her sizable bustline. I was disappointed about the lack of cleavage, but the tightness almost made up for it.

We flirted at dinner, innuendo and suggestive talk. I stood up to go to the bathroom, and pretending to adjust my jeans, to make sure she saw how tight they were. And when I returned, having made sure I was nice and thick after I tucked it back in, I stood in front of her again, hoping she would notice the bulge. She didn’t say anything, but I suspected that she was pleased to catch an eyeful.

We left and as we turned the corner, I grabbed her and we started making out by the side of the building.