A fantasy about the first time being trampled by a babysitter
Julie walked up to the door and rang the bell. Mrs. Clark came to the door and greeted Julie in her usual fashion.
“Hi, Julie. Thanks for coming over on such short notice,” she said with a relieved look in her eyes.
“Oh, it’s OK Mrs. Clark. Billy had to cancel a date tonight cause he had a test he wanted to study for. I had nothing better to do,” Julie shrugged her shoulders as she spoke.
“You’re dressed up dear, do you want to go home and change?” Mrs. Clark asked.
“No, no. I don’t want you to be any later than you already are. Just go and have a good time OK?” Julie said.
Julie was planning to go on a date with her boyfriend Billy. They had been dating for two years now. Billy was a freshman at the local community college and Julie was a senior in high school. She was wearing a simple pleated black skirt that ended just above her knees. She was wearing a white blouse that was neatly tucked into her skirt and a jacket that matched her skirt. She was wearing tan colored pantyhose and simple low-heeled black shoes. Her medium length soft brown hair was pulled back with a headband that made her hair fall loosely down the back of her neck. Continue reading “Adventures In Babysitting”
The author writes about an interrogation which included trampling and resulted in the death
I am a customs official and was on assignment in China during the fall of last year. As you know NAFTA has created some loopholes in the system that allows China to import merchandise to Mexico and then to the US in turn. This is illegal but is very hard to stop. My job was to try to uncover the worst offenders and report my findings back to US Customs so that we can put a stop to this problem.
I was in a mid-sized city on the outside of the Hunan Province when I was kidnapped. A van pulled up and 4 masked people jumped me and threw me into the van where I was tied and blindfolded. I lay perfectly still with the hopes of not making anyone angry so that I wouldn’t be killed. It wasn’t uncommon for agents to simply disappear in China. My best guess is that we rode for about 30 minutes. I was trying to remember the curves the van took as well as the feeling of the road. I listened for children playing at school or crowds of people at the market to try to get an idea of where I might be. When the van came to a stop I listened again for any sign of activity. I could tell we were in a warehouse and I could hear manufacturing equipment being used in the background. This wasn’t a good sign because it meant that some manufacturer that I had targeted had figured out who I was and what I was doing there. Continue reading “Asian Interrogation”
A fantasy about a cheerleader trampling a nerd into submission
Bryce, the 18 y/o nerd, was in the gym trying to do a push-up. Hot from the exertion, he had stripped down to his exercise trunks and was lying face-down on the mat, panting, when Andrea, the blonde Amazonian cheerleader entered.
“Bryce! You nerdy boy!” she called out as she locked the door behind her. “What was up with that remark you made about cheerleaders being stupid?” she said accusingly as she strode over on long, muscular,
tanned legs. She was wearing her sexy cheerleader outfit with white knee-high medium-heeled boots, her long wavy hair flowing loosely over her shoulders and back. Continue reading “Amazon stomps a Nerd”