Although, I wanted, probably needed, to go and see Grace, I felt guilty about what I had done the previous week and, I knew, intended to do again. I had said and done the most awful things to her and, although I did not think that I had done anything wrong, I also felt that in some way I must have. I was only nineteen and nowhere bear as sure of myself as I think I sometimes seemed. I had quite brutally fucked and abused...

Grace was an old friend of my mother. I did not think of her as elderly, but she was older than my mom and probably old enough to have been my grandmother. I have to say that I hadn't really thought about it much, if at all. Grace had been a friend of my mother for as long as I could remember. She may have babysat me when I was younger, but I do not remember that, if she did. I knew very little about Grace. I did not know...

I often have cause to visit the Philippines. FiIipinas are very sexy and, although many are not so interested in foreigners, there are a considerable number that view a white Western guy as a good catch, for a number of reasons: we are perceived as rich, and comparatively speaking we probably are; children with a white father are lighter in color, and that is valued; I have also been told that we have bigger cocks. I do n...