Simon Crowther, aged fifty-six, had lived in his cottage in an English village for about eight weeks now. The first six weeks were okay, he was welcomed into the village and had acquired some acquaintances, but not really any friends. The following two weeks or so were very different. Simon had moved from a sizeable town where he had lived for years and he had gotten himself a reputation among the middle-aged ladies of th...

Fifty-six-year-old Simon Crowther's life had just taken an upturn, not that it was bad anyway because he owned his cottage and had enough money not to need to work. It had taken an upturn because, in the last two days, he had spanked and fucked two married women, both slightly older than him. Spanking mature females was something that Simon was very good at; he had had many women placing themselves over his knee or bendin...

"Yes, Paula thinks that I would enjoy what she had," continued Lynne Miller, on the phone with Simon Crowther. "Well, Paula seemed to enjoy it, as did I," said Simon. "She said that you spanked a lot of ladies where you used to live," continued Lynne. "I most certainly did, dozens I would say," replied Simon. "Wow! I don't think that you will find dozens to spank in this village," chuckled Lynne. "No, probably not, but a...

Nobody seemed to know much about the mature woman who lived, apparently alone, in the secluded cottage on the edge of a small English village. She occasionally appeared in the village shop but she seemed to keep herself very much to herself. She had moved in about three months previously, but whereas everybody knew everybody within the village she was very much an outsider, although that seemed to be by choice. A couple o...

Once upon a time and far away in the small town of Desiter, there was an old man with an incredible story to tell. Everyone in the village thought him an old fool, but a fool he was not. For he had a plan that he had put into motion years ago. "Glamora Tregares was a very unusual girl,” began the old traveler, Schulrod Ghet. "She was different and quite strange," he said, making ugly faces while describing her to the youn...

As Diana woke up that summer morning she heard a shower running. The bungalow they lived in was rather small, but she and her brother Bradley each had their own room. That was one of the nice things about living here in the village along the coast. The very best thing was her friendship with Tony. She took her time getting up. She needed to use the bathroom, but she had to wait for whoever was in there. As she gathered up...

It was the summer before her junior year in high school. Diana was unsure of what would happen. She was new here in this small town. Her parents had moved the family to this coastal area as soon as she and her brother had completed school. Now they were getting adjusted to living in a town that had the amount of people found on one block of her old home city. She still thought of her last home as her real home.     Diana...