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PROLOGUE: Spring, 1965 She’d begun to think of herself as the Invisible Girl. She’d had friends: kids she’d grown up with, stumbling through the grades together in the Boston suburb of Ridgeton, connected by the endless and complex threads of shared experiences in their small world. And many of them had continued on to the local two-year community college, just as she had. But somehow between grade-school and this, her first year of college, it was as though some spell, working so slowly as to be unnoticeable, had pulled them all away from each other, or at least from her, the...

I’m a shameful mother, what kind of monster am I? I let my 16 year old son take me into Taking his virginity. I felt sick and since that day I have not human Right to speak. To call myself a mother! I-I could say no, The thought of him losing it to trashy slut. But looks who’s talking, I stared at the sink, I’ve been here 20 minutes. I felt so blue, sad, I had already finished washing the dishes what ells am I good for now. I felt arms wrap around my stomach and soft curved Lips kiss my...

2 Michael’s first objective was to get a few of the pictures in Kathy Thompson’s hands. After that was accomplished the rest would be easy. He went to the church and took the envelope with the pictures out of his pocket. He was not worried about the pictures being traced to him. He knew that very shortly Kathy would know exactly who took the pictures. It was important that she thought she was the only one he had contacted. Michael left the church after taping the pictures under the last pew. He went to the pay phone at the gas station...

Ruth Anderson sat at in her new office, she had been promoted six months earlier and it still excited her being on the tenth floor. Ruth was a quiet lady just past her forty-fourth birthday, she had been brought up in a strict catholic family, an only child with a dominant father who because of his wrath she had obeyed to the letter. She had spent the last twenty four years in a cold almost sexless marriage, the biggest surprise was that her and husband Donald had produced a wonderfully beautiful daughter Lena who at twenty two was about to complete...

Chapter 3; I thought I would get revenge I was so pissed and confused after that fuck session we had in his office I wanted revenge. After all I was a smart, successful, business woman. What the fuck was I doing? I hadn’t worked in a long time, but I could do anything I wanted and I was behaving like an uneducated fuck toy reporting to my pimp. Fuck that. But I had no idea what he had planned for me or I never would have even thought about doing anything to gain back the self control I had lost. I...

Keeping it in Friends and Family Chapter 0ne This is a true story that has begun in the last couple of weeks. The names have not been change. I always enjoy walking at night. I take my video camera along with me on these walks. I really enjoy walking the fire lanes because I like looking in other people windows when the lights are on. Sometimes I get lucky and get a free show. If they look good enough, I will tape them while they are having sex. Anyway I was walking in this part of the city where I knew...

I still couldn’t believe the events of the last two days. Our parents had left for the weekend because my grandma had fallen ill. They wanted my bitchy sister Kayleigh and I to spend the weekend together, much to Kayleigh’s dismay. On Friday, Vlad and I had coerced my bitchy but unbelievably sexy sister Kayleigh into a game of dare on Friday night. Over a fear of losing $100 over the game, and being fiercely competitive, Kayleigh had agreed to take her top and pants off and parade around in her underwear. She had no idea how much trouble that would...

It had been over two weeks since my horrible experience. With time, I had grown to accept what had happened. Although I felt used, I had definitely invited it on myself. I didn’t know anything about the guy, and even after insulting me and telling me he was in a relationship, I still begged him to let me suck his cock. I knew I wouldn’t be going after him again. My life was returning to normal, I wasn’t experiencing the intense desires to dress up that I had recently. I had put away my clothes and make up, and even started...

'How did I get myself into this?' Jerry thinks as he sits there staring at the envelope in front of him. He hasn't opened it yet, but he knows who it’s from. After a while he picks it up and looks at it some more, turning it over and over in his hands. It looks just like all of the others. Plain white, regular stamp, and no return address. He opens it after about two hours of looking at it, dreading what is inside. What he pulls out is worse than he would have imagined. He is holding a candid shot...