Arrival Stories

CHAPTER 43 Déjà vu all over again. Randell was a big guy but today he was a pussy. He didn’t faint like Mort almost did, but he was nervous. Oh my, he was nervous! I had to allow that in his case he had reason to be. Both his mother and his sister had had miscarriages in what were supposed to be routine hospital deliveries. He was mortally afraid that he might have inherited some terrible gene or something. Just as was us...

CHAPTER 40 “So you talked to Sam,” said Owen. “Yes, like you commanded me to,” said Abigail. Her look was almost something, maybe accusatory. “And,” he said. “He appreciated my honesty, like you said he would. Oh, and he made sure I understood that he did not hate me,” she said. She still had the look. “Okay, anything else?” he said. “And he no longer has any respect for me and he doesn’t like me anymore, his exact words,...

Ken had been fascinated by erotic lingerie since he had first discovered it in his youth He found the pictures of the girls in Playboy magazine a turn on as did a lot of other boys his age. The thrill that shot through his body and hardened his teenage cock while looking at these pictures was unbelievable. it was intensified if they were clad in black lingerie. The sight of black nylons, with or without seams, on beautifu...