(This is, for now, the last of a 4 part series ... I've left the door open for more, but don't know when I will be able to write it).  By the time Mary came to visit us, 6 weeks after I moved to California, I had become well established as a pimp … I mean manager for Marsha and Amanda.    In spite of my reservations about my new “job” I was attacking it with enthusiasm.   My doubts about what I was doing were outweighed b...

(NOTE:  This is part 3 of 4 parts and the incest is back)It was easy to spot Amanda at the terminal.   I know it’s a cliché but she was even prettier in person.   She was wearing a simple knee length sleeveless dress with a big V opening down the chest and crisscrossing bands down the back.   She seemed to have a good size bust, perhaps C cups.   She was average height, slim and with a pretty face with long hair in a pony...

(Note:  This is part 2 of 4 parts and while this one does not contain any Incest, the overall story still fits into this category).  Marsha sounded distraught on the phone.    She was going back to California this afternoon but had apparently just had a big confrontation with her mother.   She asked me to come over.   In fact, her wording was “you’d better get here quick”.    I decided whatever it was I had to be there an...

(Note this is a reposting of a story I did earlier this year with a promise of more to come ... I've fixed some mistakes and added story tags).  I was shocked.   I could not believe my eyes.   I look, look away and then look again; I did a double take then a triple take.   That face on the cover of the video is familiar.   It can’t be.   Can it be her?   Could it be someone else who looked like her?    The big brown eyes,...