Summer Memories

Summer Memories

She started the water, waiting patiently for the temperature to rise. The water heater was old and due for replacement but with three kids things didn’t get fixed until they became a priority.

When at last the water reached the nearly scalding temperature that she prefered she stepped inside the cramped little tile stall and sighed. She knew that she had a busy day in front of her, as a single mother of three pretty much every day busy. But for this brief moment she has solitude, where she could just be a woman and not

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The Intern

The Intern

As anyone who has tried it can tell you, it can be hard to get ahead in business. In order to get experience you have to have experience. With the deck apparently stacked against her, Noelle was getting close to giving up.

After working as a stripper for 4 years to pay her way through her undergrad Noelle had expected things to start turning around for her after she finished school. She had even managed to land a prestigious internship at her top pick, a law firm that had an international reputation. But as it so often seemed to, things just were not working out for her the way that she had expected them to…

Things had started to go south as soon as she had started, but her coworkers were by far the worst of her problems. She swore left, right, and center that her breasts were a curse f

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My Daughter’s Best Friend

It was wrong! Utterly and completely wrong… and yet, that was partly what made it so good…

The girls have been friends since the second grade. I had literally watched them grow up together. Now don’t get me wrong, I am no pedophile, I am not into underage girls. But man did puberty hit her like a ton of bricks.

One day she is a skinny little 12 year old, the next day she is an 19 year old with a set of double D’s. I tried not to notice at first. Averting my eyes whenever they strayed to her chest or her exposed cleavage. But damn she made it tough.

She seemed to relish my discomfort, wearing hardly anything at all, as if she was daring me to look. The worst was the summer we had the pool put in, I swear she was over almost every day, and that swimsuit might as well have been made out of dental floss for all that it covered. My daughter, bless her heart, never really seemed to notice my discomfort. Something for which I am eternally gratef

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