The plane flew along at twenty-five thousand feet. All four
passengers anxiously awaited their arrival at Bridgewell Island.
Jess Bridgewell and his good friends Ariel Kimberly, Dave Rothman,
and Sandy Tarly were coming back to the island after a two month
absence.
Sex Island Mystery
Sales Day
Today was going to be the big day for me according to Julie.
I was to get up bright and early and with kit in hand head out to
cover my route starting with section number one for the first time.
I had four routes all located in the same section of the community,
the southwest section was number one, the northwest section was
number two, the northeast section was number three and the southeast
section was number four. I don’t know if you are familiar with the
way Chicago is laid out, but on average 8 blocks equal one mile and
this section of town selected for me to cover was sixteen blocks on
a side or four square miles, give or take an d inch or two on each
side. Inside these parameters were lots of single family dwellings,
but a large amount of high rise apartment buildings, too. All of
this lying in a segment of Chicago that might be classed as upper
middle or lower high income level. In short, a terrific route for a
kid who didn’t know his way around.
Tie Me Up and Fuck Me
I knew when I met him that I needed to have him. I knew that I needed to just fuck him and make him come just as hard as I knew that he would make me. I knew this, yet I didn’t know how I was going to do it. That didn’t matter very much. He had taken the control. He had run into me at a bar and we had started talking. Drink after drink led to another drink and before I knew it, we were making out, trying our very best to get down the road to my apartment. I always drank near where I lived so that I could easily get home as well as bring men home with me. But, the one that I had snagged was definitely the one that I wanted to bring home with me. And I could not wait to get there.
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