Sitting in the bar wearing her uniform sent a message. A woman wearing marine fatigues raised a number of reactions, and Natasha loved to see who and how people responded. She took in the bar patrons while waiting for her beer. It was a quiet night, only a few biker types nursing beers and ignoring her. At least until he came in.
Every six months, Dorothy had a vacation away from her husband and family. It was an understanding that she and her spouse had worked out years before. They had met and married a few years after the war, the Great War. They had a companionable marriage and loved one another, but both found their passions in others.
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Beverly was nervous. Tonight she was performing the live show for Mr. X. She still didn’t know if he really was her boss, or just sounded like him, but that was enough to convince Beverly to go through with the recording.
Minx shook out the dress. It was heavy, with a full skirt and fitted bust. Something that Lucille Ball would have worn in I Love Lucy. Slipping into the dress was like slipping into another time, which was exactly what Johnnie wanted. Tonight, they were exploring Her 1950s household fantasy.
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Beverly took extra care choosing her outfit for work. Ever since her Friday cam show, she’d been distracted thinking about her boss. The voice of the man watching her show, watching her fuck herself to orgasm with a dildo, had sounded so much like him. She’d spent the weekend masturbating to the recorded track of his, “come on slut, fuck that pussy.”
Beverly applied the eyelash glue to her mask. With the mask in place, she slipped into her lingerie. The scarlet lace of the bra contrasted with her pale skin. The thong panties matched and barely covered her freshly waxed pussy. Staring at her reflection, she felt like someone else. She liked the feeling of being someone else, being free from the constraints of her life. Of course this was only the first part.
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Maggie watched the man almost run from the laundry room. She was utterly confused. There was no way he could have known about her dream, even if he acted like he had. As she finished tossing her laundry in the basket, she tried to figure out what she could have done to make the man scurry away.
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After her encounter with Djet, Doctor Edwards took Victoria back to the city. She’d rented them a hotel room, and told Victoria they would both take a few days to recover.
Victoria had to admit the prospect of a bath and a real bed was appealing, but what she really wanted was to start searching for Djet. However, she had no idea how to find the resurrected Pharaoh.
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In the darkness of the new moon, Charity made her way through the woods to the meeting place. The coven sentries greeted her warmly, as she sat upon the soft cool grass to remove her shoes and stockings. She suspected young Isaac volunteered for the duty because he enjoyed watching the women undress.