Her Housewife

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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Masks

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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Victoria’s Teacher

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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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Sharing Is Caring… A day late

Once again, the week has escaped me.  It seems my blahs were in good company on Twitter.  I saw a lot of “feeling down” posts floating around.  On my part, I think I’m missing romance – while I have my nesting partner, when we are both feeling down we cannot buoy the other.  My other partners are casual and fun, but not going to develop into deeper connections (probably not going to).  All of this leads me to seek out romance.

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The Lara Ville Horror

Lara had curled up in bed with a book about the history of the area. The show didn’t want them to research the history or hauntings of the locations they visited, but Lara didn’t care. Besides she knew they’d hired her for her bust-line more than her degree in history. She wasn’t surprised to learn the area had a long history in piracy. It was common enough in these small, coastal towns. She paged through the book, skimming more than delving deeply as the show runners would give her a script. Although piracy would make a great angle for the haunting, maybe make them into Robin Hood figures or perhaps a vindication of a lost lover.

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Daddy’s Girl

On the drive back to his place, Daddy had my tits out and was squeezing them so hard, I knew I’d bruise.  When he slid his hand up my skirt, his fingers found my sopping wet pussy.  “You’re so wet, baby girl” he’d commented without ever taking his eyes off the road.  “What were you thinking about during dinner?”

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