Sexual Harassment

     My first experience with sexual harassment on the job just occurred and 
I can tell you I thoroughly enjoyed every harassing minute of it. It all 
started when I changed jobs joining a large company and working for a female 
boss. This was new to me but since she was fairly young and very good looking 
with a great figure my mind went into its flights of fantasy from my first 
day. Mary, my boss, is about 38 and stands 5' 10" and has a figure that runs 
36 26 37. She is blond and has a way of putting men at ease immediately. Mary 
wears fashionable clothing which while not flaunting her obvious charms is 
quite seductive and sometimes a bit revealing.  

     As soon as I was hired I was put in charge of the implementation of a 
major accounting system with deadlines like tomorrow which meant plenty of 
overtime and lots of problems. In addition, management was overseeing all 
aspects of the project with a microscope. One day while going to corporate 
headquarters with Mary I noticed her deeply slit skirt had opened up while 
she was driving and exposed her legs to her upper thigh. I was delighted by 
the site of her creamy thighs and was quick to notice she wore a garter belt 
and nylons rather than the conventional pantyhose worn by most business 
women. As we drove along her skirt opened more and more reveling her legs 
further and further. I could not resist the temptation to stare
eventually Mary caught me ogling her great legs. Looking directly at me Mary 
asked how she measured up. Stammering a bit I replied great from where I was 
sitting. Mary smiled but made no attempt to cover herself. By the time we had 
reached our destination I had developed quit a hard-on which as I am fairly 
well endowed was very visible as we walked across the crowded parking area. I 
could tell Mary had checked me out and was at least comfortable with my 
excitement because she made no effort to rebuke me for my voyeuristic 
enjoyment.  

     The meeting went well and Mary complemented me for my hard work and 
skill, and handling of the interminable questions which arose during the 
meeting. I was a bit nervous about the drive back and the meeting was the 
last thing on my mind. When we reached the car Mary handed me the keys and 
asked me to drive. As we left the parking lot Mary was adjusting her position 
so she could face me and began to discuss the meeting, as there was lots of 
traffic and I was driving a strange car I did not look at Mary as she spoke.  
Once I was out on the highway I turned to answer her and saw that she was 
sitting half facing me with her left leg tucked under her right leg. Her 
dress was wide open and Mary wasn't wearing any panties. I almost lost it as 
I gazed at her bushy cunt which was opened slightly showing her deep pink 
cunt lips and the hint of her erect clit. Moving my ga�e�up I could see her 
erect nipples outlined in her white silk blouse and finally a look of lust as 
her eyes met mine in a long stare. Not wanting to seem upset I remarked that 
she was very attractive and that we should go to more mYK�ings together.  
Mary asked me if I had a problem with what she was doing and if it bothered 
me to see her like this, being as she was my boss. I told Mary outside of 
giving me a raging hard-on I didn't have any discomfort in looking at naked 
willing women, boss or!�o boss. I continued saying that I didn't want any 
special treatment at work but would like to continue seeing her on a private 
basis.  

     As we chatted I found out Mary had three children like myself and was 
divorced and lonely. By the time we had reached our destination Mary had cum 
twice; once by her own hand and once by mine. As we were getting back very 
late it was dark when we pulled into the company parking lot and Mary asked 
me to sit a while wil�F��ɹj��W-�[�hand to her breeast Mary pulled up her 
blouse and undid her bra, as I fondled her full tits and pulled at her hard 
erect nipples. Working her hand to my cock Mary undid my pants and puled out 
my stiff prick. Mary was very pleased at my thick 10" dick and moved over 
taking the entire length down her hot throat. Mary sucked my cock as I 
fondled her full swollen tits and rammed my fingers up her sopping pussy.
Finally I could not hold out any longer and began to shoot my load deep into 
her throat filling her mouth and throat with my sperm. Mary really loved it 
swallowing my entire load deep in her throat. Not withdrawing, Mary continued 
to suck my cock while guiding my hand further between her legs and forcing 
two of my fingers up her hot slippery anus. Mary reached her third climax as 
she was drinking my sperm for the secon�htime while I was wantonly pumping my 
fingers up her slippery slit and asshole. Resting a minute Mary suggested we 
needed to go home but asked me to come to her house on Saturday to get better 
acquainted. I quickly agreed we needed to meet on a more private basis and 
��told her I would be there Saturday.  

     As Saturday approached I grew more and more excited at the prospect of 
screwing Mary and by the time I was knocking at her door I already had a 
raging erection. To my surprise I was greeted not by Mary but by her 18 year 
old daughter who put Mary to shame as far as desirability was concerned.  To 
my further amazement Nancy, Mary's daughter was dressed in a short white silk 
nightgown which showed off her full ripe tits and firm nipples and barely 
covered her slim hips. Nancy asked me in and lead me thru the house to the 
kitchen where Mary was. During the journey I could not take my eyes off 
Nancy's slim smooth legs and fantastic tits. As I entered the room Mary came 
to me and put her arm around my waist!�nd gave me a kiss forcing her tongue 
into my mouth. A little surprised I just stood t��d��as her daughter looked 
me over. To my amazement Nancy joined us and gave me a kiss followed by 
kissing her mother while she placed her hand on my now rock hard cock. Nancy 
pulled back and complement her mother on finding a good stud as she bent down 
to unzip my pants. As Nancy pulled out my 10" cock and proceeded to give me 
head as she pushed her hand up under Mary's skirt and began to finger her 
mothers cunt.  Not wanting to be a wet blanket I opened Mary's blouse and 
began to suck her tits and her stiff pink nipples. The combination of events 
had me totally stimulated and I began to shoot a massive load of sperm in 
Nancy's mouth and throat. Nancy gulped down my first two spurts and then 
signaled her mother who bent down never letting her daughters fingers slip 
from her pussy and forced my cock deep into her throat milking the rest of my 
load from my straining prick. After I had been totally drained by Mary she 
and Nancy kissed smearing my load on their faces. Quickly understanding the 
situation I asked Mary if we three were alone and if we could move to 
somewhere where I could fuck them both. Mary replied that her son was away at 
college but her 16 year old daughter Traci was due back any minute and was 
planning to join us. I though I had died and gone to heaven as we moved our 
party to Mary's bedroom.

     The girls led the way as I followed close behind. Going up the stairs I 
noticed both Mary and Nancy had no panties on and both their pussies were 
dripping wet. I moved quickl� and ascended the stairs to Mary's bedroom. 
Once inside I suggested the girls let 
me strip each of them one by one and then they could gang up on me. Both Mary 
and Nancy liked that idea and Mary asked me to start with her daughter first 
and hoped her other daughter Traci would be back before their turn to strip 
me. I had not put my cock back in my pants and it was now standing at 
attention its full 10" stiff as a board waiting to fuck mother and daughters.  
Mary layed back on the bed as I moved Nancy to the center of the room to 
strip her. Mary looked great as she relaxed on the bed with her skirt hiked 
up and blouse open fully exposing her pink cunt lips, erect clit and nipples.  
Mary began to stimulate herself by ramming two fingers into her cUn� and 
squeezing her right tit and pulling the erect nipple. I began with Nancy by 
kissing her and fondling her full tits through the thin silk of her 
nightgown. Her erect nipples were stiff and hot even thru the material of the 
gown and I moved one hand down to caress her firm ass and bushy cunt.  
Reaching down I grabbed the hem of her gown and slowly raised it above her 
head exposing her slim voluptuous figure. She was beautiful and I quickly 
took her firm tit in my mouth circling her stiff nipple with my tongue as I 
ran my hand down her lithe torso to her flat belly. Nancy reached down and 
took my throbbing cock in her hand as I slowly pushed two fingers up her 
juicy cunt and began to bite and suck her stiff nipples as I rubbed her erect 
clit with my thumb and probed her tight slit with my fingers. I felt her 
shake as her first orgasm hit her and I moved down her belly kissing and 
tongueing as I descended to her sweet slit. Nancy began to squeeze her own 
breasts and pull her erect nipples as I spread her pink cunt lips exposing 
her hardened clit to my tongue. Finally I buried my mouth in her sweet cunt 
and began to lick and suck her clit as I rammed my fingers up her cunt and 
inserted a finger into her throbbing anus. This was too much for her and 
Nancy began to come again flooding my face with her sweet juices. This was 
all Nancy could take and she began to collapse in my arms. Moving her to the 
bed Mary helped me lay her naked daughter next to her and began to fondle her 
daughter moving down to tongue Nancy's slippery snatch.

     I started to move Mary off the bed to strip her but she stopped me and 
asked me to do Traci next, looking to the doorway behind me I saw a tall slim 
brunette leaning against the door, she had obviously come in while I had my 
mouth buried in Nancy's cunt. She was a bit plainer than Nancy but had a 
great figure for a 16 year old and was watching her mother lick her sisters 
cunt. Traci was already hot and had raised her short skirt pulled back the 
crotch of her panties and was rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy with 
one hand while the other was stuffed up under her sweater massaging her tits.  
Moving to her side I pulled her fingers out of her sopping cunt and licked 
her juices from them placing her wet hand around my cock. Traci moaned and 
pulled my hard dick as I kissed her and began to fondle her tits. Pulling her 
to the center of the room I removed her sweater exposing her firm young tits 
held only by a thin silk bra. Traci's nipples were hard as a rock and she 
moaned as I pulled at them thru her bra. I reached behind her and undid her 
skirt letting it slip to the ground as I rubbed her pantied twat. Traci move 
in closer and began to rub the head of my cock against the soft smooth flesh 
of her inner thigh as I removed her bra and cupped her firm tits bring my 
mouth to her right nipple. I sucked and bit her stiff pink nipples then moved 
down between the tits along her flat belly until my tongue reached the tops 
of her panties. Reaching behind her I grabbed her firm ass cheeks and pulled 
her tight into my face, reaching up I slowly pulled her panties down exposing 
her moist pussy and pulled them and her skirt from around her legs.  Licking 
my way back up her inner thighs I spread her legs, opened her cunt lips and 
began to lick and suck her sweet clit. Traci began to buck against my mouth 
now and slowly pushed my finger up her tight cunt as I continued to suck 
and lick her erect pink clit. Looking up I could see her massaging her firm 
young tits and pulling at her erect nipples. Sensing she was near orgasm I 
remove my middle finger and pushed it up her anus as I forced two 
more fingers up her cunt. This did it and Traci began to twitch and moan out 
her pleasure in a powerful orgasm. Traci like her sister was unable to stand 
after her climax and I brought her over to the bed where Nancy and her mother 
were sitting as they probed each others swollen cunts and watched the show. 
Both Mary and Nancy rubbed and licked Traci until she had regained some 
measure of reality, ending their work with both their mouths working Traci's 
fragrant twat.

     While they had been working on Traci I had pulled up Mary's skirt and 
had managed to force two fingers deeply up her sopping cunt as I rubbed her 
clit with my thumb. This made Mary extremely hot and I pulled her off the bed 
and began my las�hstripping. Making Mary face her daughters I pulled off her 
now open blouse and cupped her tits and twisted her nearly inch long erect 
nipples as Nancy and Traci looked on. I could tell they were enjoying the 
show as they were lying back finger fucking each others cunts and rubbing 
their own tits. Bringing my attention back to Mary I undid her wrap skirt and 
pulled it off exposing her wet cunt and pink pussy lips. Spreading her legs I 
pushed my stiff cock between her wet vaginal lips until the head appeared in 
front and Mary reached down pushing the head of my cock deeper into her cunt 
lips as I dry humped her from behind. Moving around I began to suck and lick 
Mary's erect nipples as I forced two fingers up her throbbing cunt.  
Descending Mary's delicious frame I licked and sucked until I reached her hot 
throbbing cunt and, spreading her legs, I began to suck and lick her erect 
inflamed clit easing a finger up her tight cunt and anus.  Mary was climaxing 
now and she bucked her hips forcing my fingers deeper into her cunt and 
asshole as she flooded my face with her juice. Deciding Mary should rate some 
extra attention I bent her over so that her hands were on the floor and 
spread her ass cheeks from behind exposing her cunt and anus.  Licking her 
puckered anus I began to tongue fuck her asshole while I probed her cunt with 
three fingers stretching her tight pussy open for her daughters to see. About 
two minutes of this action had Mary cumming again and her slick juices poured 
out covering my hand and wetting her legs. Helping Mary to the bed I placed 
her between her daughters and told them to pleasure her. I watched as both 
girls began to suck their mother's full breasts and tease her nipples with 
their teeth as they each sank two fingers up her sopping slit and rubbed her 
big clit between their thumbs. Mary still had some life in her and responded 
by reaching between both her daughters legs and pushing her fingers up their 
cunts and assholes as she massaged their swollen clits with her thumbs. All 
three came in a torrent of squeals and moans and sank back into the bed over-
come with pleasure.  

     As we were resting the girls noticed I was still fully dressed and only 
my cock was exposed and as yet Xp��not been put to the test except for in 
Nancy and Mary's mouths. Mary got up and took me by the hand leading me to 
the center of the room and began to remove my pants. Nancy and Traci joined 
her and Nancy began removing my shirt and rubbing her firm tits and stiff 
nipples into my chest while Traci stood behind me and reached around grabbing 
my fully erect cock while pressing her young firm tits into my back. Mary 
knelt down an$ ztarted deep throating my cock as Traci spread my ass cheeks 
and began to tongue my anus. Nancy joined her mother and took both of my 
balls in her mouth setting up a firm sucking action that drove me crazy.  
Between the site of the girls going at me and the steady pressure of Traci's 
finger entering my asshole I could not hold off my climax any longer and 
began to shoot my load deep in Mary's throat. Mary took my first shot then 
pinched off the flow of sperm until Nancy had my cock in her mouth then 
released the pressure until I had given Nancy a taste of my cum. Traci begged 
for some of my load and pushed her head between my legs taking my cock deep 
into her throat and draining the rest of my sperm deep into her throat.  

     Drained by this encounter I moved to the bed and laid down with my still 
erect cock standing proudly in the air. Mary motioned to her daughters to 
join her on the bed and they surrounded me and began to give me head again. 
As soon as my dick was fully erect again Mary and Nancy helped Traci mount my 
raging cock. Nancy held her sisters pussy open while her mother held my 
throbbing cock in position and Traci eased herself down until my full 10" was 
firmly imbedded up her tight cunt.  Mary helped Traci establish a smooth slow 
stroking action which caused my cock to be repeatedly sheathed and unsheathed 
by her slippery hot slit. Once Traci had the motion down and was on her way 
to a massive orgasm Mary told Nancy to sit on my face so I could eat her 
pussy and tongue fuck her hot hole. Moving to help Nancy her mother held open 
her pink cunt as I began to slip my tongue up her sweet twat as I fingered 
her hot anus and licked and sucked her protruding erect clit. Mary now 
positioned herself between her daughters and began to tongue Traci's clit as 
Nancy probed her mothers cunt, anus and clit with her mouth and fingers. 
About 5 minutes of this setup was all we could take and Nancy started to 
climax first filling my mouth with her sweet pussy juice.  Traci was next and 
her orgasm was signaled by a loud scream that rang thru the house. Mary the 
woman of the group came as I began to pump my load up her younger daughters 
vise like cunt and flooded Nancy's face with her pungent pussy juice. I 
filled Traci's cunt with my cream until my sperm overflowed her tight twat 
and her mother licked up the overflow.

     To my delight my cock remained rock hard and once the girls noticed this 
they were on me again. This time Mary and Traci helped Nancy to mount my 
stiff prick with Mary again holding my dick in position while Traci spread 
her sisters pink swollen cunt lips to receive my throbbing cock.  Nancy 
seemed a bit more experienced at fucking and as soon as she had the head of 
my cock clamped between the slick hot walls of her cunt she rammed herself 
down reaming her tight twat with my 10" pole. I could feel additional 
pressure on my straining cock and looking down saw that Mary had forced two 
fingers up her daughter Nancy's hot anus and was massaging my cock thru 
Nancy's anal wall. Mary removed her fingers from Nancy's asshole and 
proceeded to have Traci help her sit on my face.  Mary instructed her younger 
daughter to spread her cunt lips as Mary lowered her pussy to my waiting 
mouth. Once I had my tongue firmly up Mary's hot twitching slit Mary had her 
daughter assume the position Mary had taken earlier. What I hadn't noticed 
was that Mary had gotten a large rough vibrator and a slim anal probe and was 
intent on working these toys up her daughters cunt and asshole. I watched 
intently as Mary licked the remaining cum from her daughter Traci's cunt and 
slowly pushed the anal probe deeply into her daughters sopping cunt wetting 
it with the remains of my sperm and Traci's pussy juice. Mary then spread 
Traci's firm ass cheeks and slowly pushed the entire length up her daughters 
anus bringing on moans of pleasure from Traci. Nancy in the meantime had set 
up a steady pounding rhythm on my cock and was ramming my thick rod up her 
tight cunt until the head of my dick rammed her womb. Mary now turned on the 
vibrator and pushed it up Traci's cunt until only an inch of its 8" length 
protruded from her swollen cunt lips. Mary then started ramming the toys in 
and out of Traci's hot holes with a fast rhythmic beat. Nancy was in seventh 
heaven by now and was oblivious to anything but my pounding cock and her 
sister Traci's hot tongue. With a fast flurry of strokes Nancy reached orgasm 
flooding my cock and balls with he sticky juice. The taste of her sisters cum 
and the insistent pounding of the anal probe and rampaging vibrator 
cunt and asshole forced Traci over the edge and she came hard flooding her 
mother's face with her juice. Watching this was too much for me and I began 
to fire my load up Nancy's cunt as her powerful pussy muscles milked the hot 
sperm from my cock and balls. Seeing me cum and thrust my hips and cock 
further up her daughter Nancy's twitching slit for Mary and I moved quickly 
to further intensify her pleasure by biting her 
clit as I forced two fingers up her anus. Mary covered my face with her 
juices and I continued to suck and bite her clit and ream her anus until the 
last vestige of our orgasms had faded.  

     Nancy climbed off my now wilted cock and offered her cum stained cunt to 
her mot`�s and sister who sucked and licked her cummy snatch until they had 
devoured most of my sperm and Nancy's cunt juices. Watching this display 
stirred new life into my fading cock and I suggested to Nancy and Traci that 
they suck my cock so I could pump it up their mothers hot twat. The both 
agreed this was only fair as they had enjoyed it so much. Nancy and Traci 
took up positions on each side of me and began to suck and lick my cock to a 
new erection. Their cunts and assholes were delicious to watch as they worked 
their magic on my flagging erection sucking my semi hard cock deep into their 
throats with each dip of their heads. Mary was up to tricks and moved in on 
her daughters exposed cunts with a vibrator in each hand and began to ream 
her daughters hot cunts with the vibrators as she alternated between them 
licking and tonguing their assholes. I was able to reach Mary's cunt and ass 
and started eating her pussy while I reamed her anus with the anal probe she 
had worked Traci's asshole with. Just as Nancy and Traci reached orgasm Mary 
climaxed too and this brought me to full erection.  

     Traci was the first to notice my thick hard cock standing at full 
erection and she told her mother to get ready for the fuck of a lifetime. 
Nancy said "come over and sit on this hard cock I want to see the whole 10" 
ramming in and out of your tight pussy". Responding to her daughters ardent 
plea Mary rose up and positioned herself in a squatting position directly 
over m �tiff prick. Traci held open her mothers swollen cunt lips exposing 
her slippery pink cunt hole as Nancy forced two of her slim fingers deep into 
her mothers throbbing anus while holding my pulsing dick in position to ram 
deep into Mary's pussy.  Mary slowly move down on my big cock savoring the 
feeling of each inch as it forced her cunt open and probed her hot tight 
pussy. Once Mary had engulfed the entire length of my raging cock she set up 
a furious pounding rhythm ramming me deep up her slit with each stroke. Nancy 
pushed hard on my dick thru her mothers throbbing anus as she repeatedly 
thrust her fingers deep up her mothers twitching asshole. Traci move back 
over my face and reaching down spread her musky pink twat giving me access to 
her wet pink hole and stiff swollen clit. I began to tongue fuck that 
delicious 16 year old cunt as I eased two fingers up her well lubricated 
anus. Nancy move in between Mary and Traci making her cunt and asshole 
available to Traci while tonguing her mothers clit and reaching around to 
finger fuck Mary's asshole.  Meanwhile Traci had forced the vibrator and anal 
probe up her sisters well lubricated holes and was licking and sucking her 
protruding erect clit. All the attention took its toll on Mary and she began 
to climax hard and fast flooding my cock and balls and Nancy's mouth with her 
thick slippery juice.  Mary was like a woman possessed and she kept up her 
torrid pace despite her orgasm pounding her stretched cunt onto my stiff 
cock. I could tell Traci was close to climax and she shivered noticeably"D�ch 
time I ran my tongue over her stiff pink clit. Nancy began to climax and the 
taste of her cunt juice set Traci off too. I sucked hard on Traci's stiff 
clit until I felt her warm juices run down my face. Traci was now gently 
lapping her sisters throbbing holes as Mary reached her second climax 
clamping down on my cock. �뒬YV,�Ҭ][�sending a 
torrent of sperm up Mary's tight clutching cunt. Mary fell back on the bed 
nearly incoherent as her daughters spread her legs and sucked and licked her 
satisfied cunt licking out my load of sticky white sperm. Seeing that my rod 
had again remained hard I moved up and began to finger fuck Traci's and 
Nancy's cunts and dilated assholes with my fingers keeping them worked up.  

     After a bit of rest Mary told me that there were three holes I had yet 
to pleasure and turned to me offering me her hot asshole. I told her I would 
try but I may not be able to do them all and suggested I start with Traci. 
Moving Traci to a position on all fours in the middle of the bed I instructed 
Mary to lie beneath her youngest daughter and to eat and lick her pussy. I 
next brought Nancy around and had her hold my cock to her sisters anus as I 
slowly pushed my 10" inch by inch into Traci's twitching asshole. Once I was 
fully up Traci's ass I had Nancy take the vibrator and do the same to her 
mothers asshole while Traci Licked and sucked her mothers cunt and clit. I 
began pounding my cock in and out of Traci's hot tight anus until Traci came 
with a rush flooding her mothers face with her juice, after which I filled 
her tight little asshole with a load of my sperm. After withdrawing my cock I 
pushed Traci's quivering ass down on Mary's face letting her suck my load of 
cum from her daughters asshole. Traci replaced her mother and Nancy took the 
position as I reamed Nancy's anus with my stiff prong bringing her to 
climax in short order and fid�hng her little butt with my cream. We repeated 
this scene with Mary in the doggy position and Nancy below until I had 
successfully filled all the girls assholes with my stiff cock and lubed their 
rears with my sperm.  

     We were all tired and totally fucked out and rested a while before I 
showered and left a totally satisfied man. This relationship has continued 
and I regularly get together with Mary and her daughters for some all out 
sucking and fucking sessions. In addition both Nancy and Traci have 
introduced me to some of their friends and Mary has introduced me to a number 
of her friends who also like to get it on, so I'm always in demand.

                               The End




                           *****************
                           *  JUNE FROLICS *
                           *       by      *
                           *  Karl Schinke *
                           *****************

    I never knew her real name, so I call her June after the month I first 
met her.  
    It was a hot month, hot enough to be August, and I was working at The 
Lake, repairing the dock. When the heat got to be too much, I tossed some 
beer on the raft and poled out the quarter mile to the rock I call "The 
Island." It's so small that no one bothers with it, so I enjoy going there 
for the quiet.  
    I tied the raft to one of the ring of bushes that grows in the thin soil 
at waters edge, got out of my clothes. 
Minutes later, I climbed back out, grabbed the beer and a beachtowel, and 
went up on the rock. I set my stuff down in the shade of the island's one 
tree, and drank a can. Secure in the privacy of my little spot, I dozed off.  
     Shortly, something woke me, and I opened my eyes. I blinked hard, 
thinking I was still dreaming; for there stood the most magnificent looking 
woman I had ever seen, quite as naked as I, and apparently totally 
unconcerned about it. She was blue-eyed and dark blonde, stood about five- 
seven, slender and with firm muscles. Her waist was small, almost tiny, with 
well-rounded hips below a firm flat stomach. Her breasts were, well, 
perfect. Neither large nor small, firm rounded cones crowned with dark pink 
jewels just made to kiss.  
    She was smiling, and looking at me very openly and frankly. Then she 
said, in a soft voice "very beautiful." 
    Now. I'm not ugly, I admit, but nobody would mistake me for a movie 
star, aJ$$absolutely no one had ever accused me of being beautiful before! 
And to hear those words coming out of such a face and figure as hers! 
I'd $�like to tell you I replied with something clever, but I was just 
thunderstruck.  
    "May I join you?" she asked, seating herself on the beach towel facing 
me.  
    "Of course." I replied. "Would you like a beer?"
    "Thank you," she said, nodding.
    I opened two and passed her one. A few moments passed sipping the 
beer, while I tried to regain my wits.  I was getting an erection despite 
the embarrasment and despite trying not to.  
    "Oh! You like my body," she said, smiling again, "I|�hs all right. I 
like yours, too. You have a very nice one." 
    This last she said looking squarely at my by now throbbing manhood.  
    She sipped again from the beer, then leaned forward and left a quick, 
brushing kiss on my left nipple. Her lips were still cool and moist from the 
drink, and the sensation brought shudders up and down my spine. I reached 
out to take her head in my hands to kiss her, but she was up and on her feet 
in one quick, graceful movement.  
    "I must go now," she said with that smile, and with just a hint of a 
wiggle of her round, dimpled ass, was off toward the lake side of the 
Island.  
    "Wait!" I called. "What's your name? Where are you staying?" 
    I ran after her, only to see her climb into a kyack, and paddle off. 
About a hundred feet out she turned and blew me a kiss. I stood like an 
idiot and watched the kyack until it passed round a point and disappeared.  
    I went to the store, the deli, the gas station, anywhere a person might 
go, but no one had seen anyone like that.  
    The man at the deli winked at me and said "Ja, sure I vatch for dis 
Blonde of yours. I find out for you." 
    But a week went by, and for all my detective work, it was as though I 
had dreamed her. And dream of her I did!  
    Then one late afternoon, I walked out on the dock, and I saw a light on 
the Island, like a small fire winking in the light breeze. I was on the raft 
and poling in a flash.  
    I arrived at the Island, tied up, and almost ran up the rock. She was 
there, adding twigs and dry grass to a tiny fire. I saw how cleverly the 
fire had been built in a hollow of the rock- it could only have been seen 
from my direction.  
    She was wearing a loose checkered shirt and shorts, and looked as 
magnificent as she had that other afternoon.  
�$H�"Hello," I said. "I've been looking for you." 
    "I know. Come sit with me." 
    She patted a space on the rock, and pointed behind her. "I brought some 
things. I can stay longer this time." 
    I looked where she had pointed, and saw a blanket spread on the sun-
warmed stone, a picnic basket, a bottle of wine and two glasses standing in 
the shade.  
    At last she smiled her special smile and said, "All these questions! 
Come, let us eat and drink." 
    With that, she got up with her quick, graceful fluid motion and walked 
to the blanket. Here she opened the basket and produced a load of bite-size 
fried things like tempura. I opened my mouth to say something, and laughing, 
she popped one in.  
    I joined the fun and stuffed one in her mouth.  She handed me the wine 
bottle and corkscrew.  It was one of my favorites. I opened the bottle 
and ceremoniously poured. She touched glasses and murmered,"To us, and to 
Now." 
    I sat with my back against the tree, and she slid over and leaned her 
back against my raised knees, half facing me. She pulled the basket closer, 
and took another item and put it to my mouth. I half took it and leaned 
forward to offer her a share. She leaned up and bit the offered piece. Our 
lips met, and lingered a moment before she drew back and chewed.  
    She lifted her hand to my face and d9)�the outline of my mouth. I 
siezed her lithe fingers with my lips and eagerly kissed and sucked them.  
    With her free hand she began to draw little circles around my nipples 
and to trace the outline of my ribs. Even through the material in 
the shirt and the sensation was delightful!  
    I reached for her chin and drew her to me. This time she didn't draw 
away, but brought her face to mine with softly parted lips.  
    I traced her lips with my tongue, then gently explored her mouth. It 
tasted cool and sweet. Then her tongue found its way into my mouth. I sucked 
it ever so gently, and she moaned softly.  
    My left hand played with her soft, long hair and with her ears, and 
stroked her back, �n� eventually found its way to l%� right breast. The soft 
cotton of her shirt did little to hide the firm, yet yielding texture of 
that delightful handful. She began to hum again.  
    I found and opened the top buttons of her shirt, and slowly began to 
trace a line down from her neck with my fingers. She took my hand i� r�ss 
and pressed it firmly under her shirt.  
    I can't describe the texture of her skin - the most incredibly 
delightful feeling. I gently cupped the object of my attention in my hand, 
kneading it, then squeezed and stroked the jewel that crowned it.  
    While I was busy with that, her deft hands had pulled my tee-shirt up 
under my arms and were stroking my chest and back bringing me goose-flesh 
and chills.  
    When finally we parted from the long kiss, we were both pumping air like 
just-surfaced divers.  
    I made to pull the tee-shirt off, but she cried, "Wait! Let me," so I 
stopped.  
    Ever so slowly and gently, she pulled it off my arms and over my head, 
in the process planting wet kisses on my chest and neck.  
    She smiled that smile of hers, and I knew it was an invitation. So with 
equal slowness I undid the remaining buttons of her shirt, and very 
deliberately exposed her twin delights.  
    I lightly kissed the tip of each in turn, then slowly drew the shirt off 
her shoulders.  
    She put her arms around my neck and drew us together until her breasts 
were brushing my chest, then slowly drew them back and forth against me 
while I kissed her neck and ears.  
    Then I kissed my way down her chest to the valley between her 
perfections, and worked my way up to her now firm nipples.  These I gently 
sucked, licked and pulled with my lips, watching them pucker and strain to 
grow ever more.  
    She was moaning softly again. 
    Then she undid my belt buckle, and popped the snap of my jeans. Ever so 
slowly she pulled down the zipper, her fingers tracing lightly across my 
confined manhood.  
    I could hardly contain my eagerness, but somehow I equalled her 
deliberateness in undoing her shorts. Half seated as we were, the garments 
would not come off, though, so laughing, I got up and removed the remaining 
clothes from my body, and she hers.  
    "So," she said, "we are as we were when we met."
    The sword of my manhood was standing in full salute to her beauty, 
standing an arms length away, examining me with that frank, open gaze I had 
first seen that other afternoon.  
    This time it was I who murmured, "You are beautiful!"
    "It is very exciting to see your body. She breathed, and 
stepped toward me with her sensuous lips slightly parted, her face lifted 
for a kiss.  
    I drew her to me, and lightly brushed her lips with mine.  The tips of 
her perfect breasts touched my chest, and my spear was brushing the inside 
of her thighs. She put her arms around my waist and began to brush my back 
with the tips of her fingers.  
    Gradually the pressure of our kiss increased until our bodies were 
pressed together, and our tongues working feverishly at each other. Her 
hands grasped my buns and squeezed hard, crushing me against her body.  
    When we parted, we were gasping for air once more, our inner furnaces in 
flames. I licked and kissed my way down her neck, pausing to nibble her ear. 
I continued down her chest, and, cupping her delightful breasts in my hands, 
squeezed them together until I could lick both nipples at once.  
    Then, keeping a hold of those wonderful globes, I kissed my way down to 
her navel. Truly the jewel so highly prized in Arabian writing, I thrust my 
tongue into it, and sucked it gently. She worked her fingers through my hair 
and shivered lightly.  
    With my face pressed against her belly, I became intensly aware of the 
extremely erotic personal perfume of her arousal.  It was intoxicating, and 
my fires rose to a fever pitch.  
    I kissed my way down the softly rounded mound of her belly toward its 
source, sliding my hands down her waist and hips and around to the 
delightfully rounded cheeks behind.  
    I nibbled and kissed at her thighs, her belly, and pulled at the curly 
fur of her love nest with my lips. So soft! I blew a gentle stream of air at 
her down, and she shivered once more, humming a low moaning sound almost 
like a purr.  
    I looked up at her, and the light of the setting sun had turned her skin 
a golden color. She looked like a bronze statue of a goddess, perhaps Diana 
the Huntress, but alive, her chest rising and falling with her excited 
breaths.  
    We sank down so that we were kneeling before each other, and we kissed 
once more, melting together as though we could become one body through our 
joined mouths.  
    Her exploring fingers found their way to my throbbing stiffness, and her 
other hand cupped under my balls. She gently played with me, touching, 
stroking and squeezing, her fingers tracing around the crown, teasing out a 
"teardrop." 
    This she wiped from its "eye" with her fingertip, then carrying it to 
her lips, licked it away.  
    Then, holding each other closely, we sank down on the blanket. She 
continued her playful teasing, while covering my chest and belly with 
kisses, tickling me with her loose hair falling over me.  
    I turned my attention back to kissing and teasing her belly.  Her back 
arched and her body pulsed with my attentions. Finally, with a small cry, 
her hands grasped my head and drew it between her parted thighs. I buried my 
face in the musk of her, the soft parting folds of her. I explored her with 
my lips, probed her with my tongue. I found the petals of the rose of her, 
and drew them into my mouth. I discovered the bud of the rose hiding in its 
litle nest and kissed it, drawing it forth , covering it and circling it 
with my tongue. Her back arched and writhed. I drank of the nectar of the gods.  
    I paused a moment to look at her. Her skin seemed to be glowing, her 
beauty enriched. Then she drew up and looked in my eyes with that special 
smile. Her face was framed against the soft colors of the summer sunset. 
Would that I were a painter to capture that moment on canvas!  
    She drew my spear up in her hand then, and with purposeful slowness, 
placed a kiss on the point of it. She drew her tongue along its length, 
around the circle of its crown. She lingered to probe its one blind eye with 
the tip of her tongue, and then I was engulfed. I felt the cool of the 
evening breeze alternate with the warmth of her mouth. I became her ice 
cream cone, her toy. Several times I was brought to the brink, but she 
skillfully avoided my eruption.  Despite  the warmth of the evening I was 
shivering uncontrollably.  
    When I thought I could stand no more, she drew away, and lying full 
length over my body, covering my face with kisses, she whispered, "I want 
you inside me!" 
    "Oh, yes?" I asked, playfully.
    "I want you deep in my body," she continued, "I want to be filled with 
you." 
    As she whispered, almost breathed this last, she moved up over me, 
straddling me like a horseback rider. Guiding my weapon with her hand, she 
rubbed it gently against the moist entrance to her tunnel of love. Then she 
slowly impaled herself, taking first just the head of my weapon, withdrawing 
slightly, then driving in an inch, withdrawing again, and so on in an 
inexorable slow plunge until my proud sword had disappeared.  
    Meanwhile, my hands, almost of their own volition, sl]$L���B�Ɂ���j��measuring her thin waist, counting her ribs, then up to embrace her twin 
cones of delight, and rolled the berries crowning them between thumb and 
forefinger. She slowly arched her back, pressing her breasts against my 
hands and deepening my intrusion into her body.  
    So we stayed for a long minute, coupled, not moving, letting our bodies 
savor each other. Then my sword, sheathed in the warmth of her scabbard, 
pulsed involuntarily.  
    "Mmm," she murmered. "That was nice! Do it again?" 
    I contracted my muscles so that my weapon jumped again within her, and 
her body answered, squeezing my lance within her.  
    "Uuhh. Can YOU do that again?"
    She did. Then she smiled, and began slow rhythmic contractions, moving on 
me all inside, without any outward movement. Never had I felt anything like 
this before. My steel-hard instrument began to pulse in response, increasing 
the internal motion.  
    I raised my head and replaced my hand with my lips on the hard raisin of 
her right nipple.  
    "Ohhh," she sighed, "I like when you do that."
    My hands went to her hips, where they guided her in a gentle thrusing 
while my mouth was busy kissing and sucking at the roseate haloed glorm%.HC�which she offered me in alternation.  
    Then she leaned forward, and kissed my mouth, her tongue entering me in 
mimicry of the sword within her. She slowly moved her tongue in and out. I 
received it eagerly.  
    Holding me clenched tightly within her, she extended her legs, one at a 
time, so she was lying full upon me. She broug�	�zy�Y�.H�ogether, clasping 
me within, and pumped her hips gently.  
    Holding her tightly with my arms, I rolled over so that she was now 
beneath me.  
    Her hands began a dance on my back, and her feet slid behind my kn�͹J�H�withdrew my weapon almost completely from her, and slowly teased at the 
entrance with slow, short thrusts.  
    "Mmmm, mmmm, ooooo," she murmered.
    Then I plunged deeply, burying myself.
    "OOhhhh!"
    I repeated, setting up a three - one rhythm. I began to nibble and lick 
her earlobe.  
    "Uh... More... Ohhh..." she pan|�e. My own breath was labored.  
    Not wanting to bring myself to culmination yet, I paused, and as I did 
so, she drew her knees up beside my ribs. I drew her legs around till her 
calves were resting on my shoulders, then resumed. My plunges, aided by the 
new position, were probing new depths.  
    "Ooo...mmm...mmm...MMMM...OH!...OHHHHHHHHHHHH"
    Her hands and feet began to flutter. Her belly contracting, her love 
tunnel became a furnace, heaving and convulsing. I pressed in deeply, mashing 
by pubic bone against her lovebud, the point of my spear throbbing deep 
within her.  
    "NNNNNNG!...MMMMMMM!...OHHHhhhh!...Oh!...Ooh!...H!...H!"
    The depth of her orgasm was incredibly exciting. Her skin became radiant, 
almost glowing. Her eyes glazed. Her nipples erected so far they seemed to 
burst. Watching her, I was ready to trigger.  
    "Ohhh...Please...MMMMM...You too", she panted.
    "No. Not (mmm) yet. I want (ahh) you to have (mm) another." 
    A few moments of inactivity. 
    Calmer. My internal fires subsiding slightly, I lifted one of her legs 
over my head, and turned her. Still coupled, we manouvered so that she was 
kneeling before me, her magnificant buttocks raised toward me. I reached 
around and under her, one hand cupping a breast, the other finding her love 
button and gently stroking it. I renewed my rhythmic thrusts, which she 
answered by rocking back onto me.

    One of her hands found the sac of my scrotum and began caressing my 
balls, gently squeezing them, her fingers stroking them.  
    I brought my hands to her back, scratching it gently.  Then I moved them 
down, my fingers tracing her spine down to the valley between the dimpled 
globes of her rump, then to feel and squeeze the flesh of them.  
    I watched, fascinated, how our organs fit together. How her flesh wrapped 
around me, clinging to me on withdrawal as though reluctant to let go, then 
turning inward again. The sight was too much to bear.  
��   My thumb strayed to caress and stroke the soft purplish pucker of her 
postern gate. It was wet with the overflow of her passion. I played with it, 
my fiy���.H�ancing lightly.  She squirmed and moaned again, driving back onto 
me.  
    "Yes!...Ohhh...MMmmm"
    A red fire began somewhere in the small of my back, coursing down the 
nerve channels, striking my balls afire.  Vaguely, through the hot red flush 
overtaking me, I knew she was cumming again.  
    "OOHHHHH!" she said.
    "Gah!..Nng!...Ohhh!" I replied.
    AgaZ� and again my cannons fired. I felt it would never stop. I was 
transported. There was no island, no world, there were only the two of us, 
sharing a rapture eternal.  
    Gently, and still coupled, we sank together onto the blanket, both face 
down, breathing as though the air had gone elsewhere, leaving us in vacuum.  
    When breath returned, I kissed the nape of her neck, her ear.  
    "Mmmm, don't stop." 
    "Not for a hundred years or so!" 
    She pressed her legs together, trapping my softening member within her.  
    "I didn't think it���ձ����b�������ѱ2���с���������������ɕ��
����сj��to herself. "It's supposed to take practice, getting to know each other." 
    "That's what they say," I replied. "Perhaps there still is Magic in the 
world." 
    I kissed her shoulder. SI��giggled slightly.
    "That's not fair. I can't kiss you, lying this way. But if we move, you 
will slip out, and I still want you inside me." 
    "Then be still and let me kiss you."
    "But I can't see you either."
    "It's getting dark, anyway."
    "The moon has risen. It is nearly full tonight. It will be bright enough 
to see. Ah. See what your moving about has done. You have fallen out anyway. 
Let me turn over." 
    I let her.
    She took my face in her hands and kissed me. I was holding myself up on 
my elbows, not to crush her, but she put her arms around me and hugged me 
hard.  
    She reached out and pulled the basket closer.
    "I'm hungry, are you?"
    "Yes, and thirsty. Where's the wine?"
    We ate and drank, lounging closely togutԕɹJi֫�$다�YY my haands 
from her body. Her breasts tantalized and drew me to them. She did not 
object, in fact enjoyed the attention.  
    I wondered how we could be so easily at��ݵ����ѡ�*����zѡ�ɱz�Ɂ2���сj��time together, and hardly knowing a thing about each other. I was astounded 
how it didn't seem to matter at all. I was content to be with her, to touch 
her delightful skin, to hear her voice, and just to be in her presence.  
    "I am filled with you." she said, after a while. "You are dripping from 
me, and making a mess! Do you always make so much?" 
    "No," I laughed. "You have drained me completely. An empty shell sits 
before you." 
    "Oh, no. That would be a shame. The night is so young..." 
    "Yes, 'and you are so beautiful.' Don't fret, I'll recharge!" 
    "Let's wash off in the lake." She sprang up and started for the water.  
    "Hey.`�!�R��с
ѕ������W�.H�ere, there's a shallow place." 
    We splashed and played in the water like children, until the cold numbed 
our toes, and we walked back up onto the warm stone, drying in the light 
breeze.  
    "Have  you 'recharged' yet?" she smile�$�eying my still-limp manhood.  
    "Doesn't look that way. I told you I was empty."
    "Well. Let's see about that."
    She took my soft stub in her hand, and began to play, rolling it, 
kneading it. The fires began to stir again in my belly. She tickled it with 
her damp hair, drawing the strands across its knob.  
    Then suddenly, she pounced upon it with her mouth, its softness 
disappearing completely. She drew on it, pulling it, stretching it, pulling 
her head back. This time it was I who moaned. Slowly at first, then more 
rapidly, it responded to her attention. She continued to attend to it.  
    I reached my hand to her round rump and played there, gently touching the 
folded softness, stroking the insides of her thighs, lightly stroking the 
wide valley between her buttocks, lightly pinching the well-muscled globes.  
    "Let me return the favor," I whispered, tugging at her.
    "Mmm, m��ǽ��͕�����[�W��W�.H[Y� bringing her musk to my nostrils, 
and once again I felt my fires heat to it. I drew her down to me. I reached 
up with my tongue, searching, exploring. I nibbled A�Е�z�������2���ͱj��probed at the tunnel they uncovered.  
    She resumed her activity, working subtle magic on my now stiff member 
with her lips and tongue.  
    I teased at her little bud with the tip of my tongue, then circled it 
with my lips and sucked at it. Then, flat-tongued, I stroked it. Each stroke 
and tease brought forth a little shivering sigh.  
    My tongue explored further, finding her other, more puckered opening, and 
probed at its soft tightness. I kissed and sucked at it. When at last the 
gate opened slightly to admit my wet tongue, a gasp of delight escaped her 
lips.  
    As my tongue traveled from one delight to the other in the valley of 
love, she began to make soft, musical sounds in her throat.  
    She was not idle, either. Taking first one of my balls into her mouth and 
gently sucking it, then the other, then returning her attention to my shaft. 
Then she did a most remarkable thing- with her teeth she ever so gently began 
to gnaw on my shaft head. The sensation was incredible! My frenzied heat 
rose.  
    "Mmngmum," I moaned into the folds of her flesh. 
    I worked at her feverishly with my mouth, trying to pleasure her 
everywhere at once. T@�-HR�brought my fingers into play. Carefully wetting 
two fingers, I squirmed one into each aperture, burying them to the second 
knuckle, while using my mouth and tongue on her button.  
    "UmmmMMMmm," she cried, her lips around my spear.
    She carefully wet a finger of her own and probed into my rear, gnawing at 
me all the while.  
    We both began to moan and hum, the vibrations adding to the stimulation. 
The fires were rising again, and I felt the flood beginning. She pressed the 
fingers of her free hand up under my sac, stemming the tide. I felt the 
explosion turn inward, blasting my senses again and again. It seemed my skull 
would explode!  
    At last her body quivered and shook and with a small muffled cry, she 
released the dam, and working my spear with both hands, her lips tight around 
the corona, she sucked at my reservoirs, swallowing all I produced eagerly.  
    My fingers were clamped tightly in her body by the spasms that shook her. 
Her musky wetness covered my face. Her button danced on my tongue.  
    Once again we had reached the pinnacle together, and I was transported 
not only by my own pleasure, but by hers as well.  
    When at last she released the grip she held on my fingers and my spear, 
leaving a last kiss on her love-bud, I slid myself around to face her, and 
lying on our sides, we held each other tightly and kissed, our bodies still 
trembling.  
    "See, she whispered, half into my parted lips, "You were not empty after 
all. And now you will be part of me forever." 
    "And you of me," I replied, sucking my fingers.
    "We seem already part of each other," she said. "I still can't beleive 
it's our fiR�P4time together! It seems a�ٛс���с���B�ٕ���������ѡ�Ɂj��before, often, long ago, and are at last rejoined." She laughed then and 
said, "Perhaps you are Apolh/�and I am Aphrodite." 
    "You are at least as beautiful," I replied, my handc\�ping her delicate 
breast once more.  
    "Give me some wine, Apollo"
    I reached around and poured a glass, and on impulse, filled my mouth with 
it, then kissing her, shared�iӁ��ѡ�B�ɹj��    "What a sensual creature you are! And how mG�Ak�y reacts to you!" she 
murmured.  
    "I was about to say t8 {2�o you. But who are you?"
    She smiled again, and with a quiet, serious look, replied, "Aphrodite. 
Here, have some wine."

with hers, shared the wine.  
    "Tell me what you like." I suggested.
    "Oh, the trees, the lake, your body, this island, moonlight, touching 
you, you touching me..." 
    "Yes. But I mean, what sort of things might you want me to do? What 
pleasure can I give you? Something perhaps that you've dreamed?" 
    "Oh. But you already have, my Apollo!" 
    "Mmm. I know. But maybe there's something more?" 
    "Ah, well. I want you to do everything you know how to do, then do 
everything you can think of to do, then a few things you've never thought of, 
then when you run out of those, start all over again!" She laughed.  
    "Hm. Well," I laughed too. "Is there any more wine?"
    "Uh," she twisted around to look, giving me a most delicious view of her 
back and rump.  
    How beautiful she was in the moonlight, now quite bright, the moon having 
climbed the ladder of the sky, hanging big and round overhead. Her skin 
seemed to shine silver, her hair spun white gold.  
    "Yes," she said at length. "But you will have to open the other bottle. 
We finished the first." 
    "All right. You know, I have several bottles of the same chateau in the 
cabin ashore. Shall I get it? In fact, why don't we pack up and go there. A 
body so soft and beautiful should not be roughing about on a rock!" I stood 
up, ready to do so.  
    "Oh, no," she cried. "I don't want to go indoors. Gods like Apollo and 
Aphrodite should never be crammed into a building." 
    "But even the gods will get mosquito bites, and if this breeze stops they 
will be here by the thousands, and your skin should never be so mistreated!" 
    "No. Please. This is now our island. It is ours and only ours. I want to 
stay here. There is nothing here to pollute tonight. We have another bottle, 
and some more food.  There is some french bread and cheese." 
    She was lying belly down on the blanket, propped up on her elbows, 
watching me.  
    I nodded. "Yes. It IS magical here. And it's cool and pleasant." 
    "You look so beautiful standing there in the moonlight. I think you 
really are Apollo." 
    I sat back down, and stroked her back, my hands straying over her 
delicious dimpled rump.  
    "And you look like a s�lder statue come to life. Hand me the corkscrew?" 
    While she reached out for it, I made a pillow out of extra folds of the 
blanket for her.  
    "Oh! Look what just fell from the sky!" she laughed. She propped herself 
on the makeshift pillow, half turning on her side, and watched me open the 
bottle.  
    I poured out two glasses. We sipped quietly, while my 
hands returned to their play. 
    "How long will it take for you to 'recharge'$�fain?" she 
suddenly asked. 
    I chuckled. "You a�J�ͅѥ�����B�˫�.]y, I don''t know.  You stir things 
up in me like never before." 
    In fact, to my amazement, I was stirring already. Just watching her, the 
curve of her hip, the smooth round dimpled globes of her bottocks, her 
breasts falling slightly sideways as she lay, her hair cascading over her 
shoulder, a strand waving in the light breeze...  
    And something, I didn't quite know, indefinable, beautiful.  
    On sudden impulse I said, "Lie back, get comfortable. I want to give you 
something." 
    She did. With a confident, trusting look. And then I knew.  The something 
indefinable.  
    "You trust me." It was a statement.
    "Why, yes," she answered. "completely. And you trust me." 
    "Yes. I don't know why, I don't care to know why, but that is the way it 
is, the magic of it, isn't it." 
    She laughed again. "Yes. Why should the gods fear each other?" 
    I kissed her then. A tender, brushing kiss that transmitted both 
tenderness, and the heat of passion. I wanted to give her the orgasm of her 
life.  
    I lifted her legs up, then raised her hips until she was in a half- 
shoulder stand. I parted her thighs, and kneeling before her, I propped her 
up on my legs. Even in this ungainly position, she still looked graceful.  
    Again I marvelled at how beautiful she was. The valley of love which 
opened before me, filling my nostrils with its heady perfume, also filled my 
eyes with delight. The soft butterfly folds partly concealed between the soft 
mounds of her outer lips, the soft curling downy fuzz. I stroked her thighs 
with my fingertips. I kissed the stretched fleshy mounds of her rump, 
nibbling at them gently.  
    I blew a stream of air across the the slowly parting folds of her, and 
gently traced a line around them with my fingers.  
    I kissed gently at the soft mound of flesh over her pubic bone, pulling 
lightly at the soft curls there.  
    "Mmm. You tease." she sighed.
    I moved slowly downward, kissing gently at the pouting lips. I moved back 
to look at her.  
    "Oh, don't stop!" 
    "I want to look at you. You are so incredibly beautiful." 
    I touched my tongue to the crease between the frilly pink petals and her 
thighs, tasting the curved hollow on each side.  
  (�H watched the warm butterfly wings begin to open, then gently and 
languorously sucked at the fleshy folds of her, one at time. I felt their 
heat increase, heard her sighs deepen with my slow attentions.  
    I drew back again to gaze at her, hypnotized by the delight before me. I 
drew my fingertips across her cheeks, along the moist mounds of her lips, 
then gently thumbed them apart, revealing the soft, smooth, glistening valley 
between the scalloped inner lips, the little bud at their junction pulsing 
slowly.  
    Then slowly, with my tongue extended, I descended. 
    She sighed, then mo���cQݥѡ�j�:��ѱ��J�مͥ���J���Y�[^�upper lip 
across the nest, buried my tongue in the soft folds of her tunnel.  
    Extending the blade of my tongue till it ached, and pressing my mouth 
tightly against her, I opened the gates. I withdrew my tongue, then extended 
it again, tasting the warm moistness of her canal. Then I began circling it 
within her.  
    The taste of her was driving me wild.  The blood roared in my ears. I 
felt the veins`�-j�r������ɽ��j��    I withdrew again, and traced my tongue upward to the nest of her love 
bud. I nuzzled at it, drawing up the inner valley to tease at it again and 
again.  
    Each touch brought another gasp from her. 
    I began a gentle tongue- brushing, starting from just behind her rectum, 
flicking up across the soft flesh, the heated tunnel entrance, and ending 
with a caress of her erected button.  
    On each trip, I felt the little ring of her postern opening press out, 
then draw back, felt the superheated folds of her love tunnel seeming to grab 
for me, her love- button to press at me.  
    I felt her muscles begin to tighten, and relaxed my rhythm, spending more 
time, warming her further. I wanted her to crest more slowly and higher than 
ever before.  
    Slowly she relaxed, but her hips had taken up a motion of their own. 
Taking their cue, I matched the tempo, pressing into her, sucking at the 
extenDe� button, the fleshy, frilly labia. I kissed at her rearward opening, 
it's tight little pulsing ring . I gently invaded it with the point of my 
tongue, my little blade alternately pressing wetly in and being pressed out.  
    Once again, her muscles began to dance, once again I eased. Her bud 
pressed outward, I teased gently at it,tracing the root of it with my lips 
��ߑ�����Օ�BUK�V�.\.H�ose, her hips rotated, pressed up to me.  
    This time I went on. Her belly heaved, her nubbin danced.  But I didn't 
stop. I knew there were further depths. I ground my face into her, sucked at 
the nest of her bud, stabbed at the little wad, rolling it between my lips. 
Her ecstasy rose ever higher. I knew she had cum, but I went on.  
    "Ohh. Ohh. Oh please stop. No, don't stop. Ohh. Oh." She babbled.  
    My�й�Օ�
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lost in the heady ecstacy Y �́J��Ս����b��сJ���������ѕ�z��B�ɹj��j��ѡ�j��locked over her entire organ, sucking it. My tongue became a fiery blade, 
circling within her body.  
    I pounded my tongue into her, though my jaws ached, and the base of my 
tongue stretched painfully. My face was drenched with her creamy fluids and 
my own spittle. Her nubbin ground at my nose, my slippery chin pressed into 
her rear.

    Her babbling became incoherent, little cries interspersed with animal 
growls. Her hips bucked violently against me.  Her feet came up and her heels 
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wound into my hair and pressed my face into her. My aching hard spear was 
throbbing tumultuously. My blood roared in my ears, my body was trembling.  
    I pursed my lips around her love button, sucked it, licking it, drawing 
the flat of my tongue across its head.  
    I inserted a drenched, soaking finger into the soft puckered ring of her 
rear opening.  
    Her voice broke into sobbing gasps, the violence of her hip motions 
peaked, her sphincters clamped hard. I almost came myself. Her motions began 
to subside, and I sensed it was enough. I eased my aching tongue, and gently 
kissed at her.  
    I looked up at her face. Even in the moonlight I could see how flushed 
she was. Gently I let her hips down onto the blanket, slid down beside her, 
and stroked her sweat- drenched belly with my fingertips.  
    I kissed her cheek.
    "Ohhh." she sighed. "so long. It went on for so long. It seemed it would 
never end. I didn't want it to end. I almost couldn't stand it, but I didn't 
want it to stop." 
    She put her arms around my neck and drew me to a long, long kiss.  
    Her body was still trembling. She smiled, ran her fingers through my 
hair, and placed wet kissusD���j�b��͹j��    "Mmmm. That was good," r�e breathed into my neck. She reached over me, 
her rose-tipped cones brushing my chest, and took up the wine.  
    Pressing her lips to mine, she filled my mouth. 
    I brushed her back and sides with my fingertips.
    "Did you say there was some cheese?" I asked.
    "Um, hum."
    Again she reached over me, her twin peaks brushing me ever so lightly, 
and, breaking off a piece of cheddar, offered it to me with her lips.  
    I took the cheese, sucking her upper lip briefly.
    "This is the best way to take food," she said. "Lovers should never have 
a meal any other way!" 
    She broke another piece of cheese, and again offered it.  I took it the 
same way, and gave half back.  
    She bent and licked up the crumbs from my chest, lingering at my nipples. 
She ran her hands up and down my chest, pressing gently here and there. I 
wondered if the Roman emperors had been ministered to as well.  
   We ate quietly for a while, savoring each other as well as the food.  
    After a while, she lay down, cradling her face on her arms. 
    How beautiful she was, I marvelled again! The curve of her back, 
narrowing to her sm��D�����ѱɽ�����������B�Ɂ����ѡ�B��ͱ����2�ɵ�:����́j��of her cheeks like rounded hills.  Her slim but well- muscled legs, so 
shapely. Even lying still there was a fluid grace about her.  
    I rose, and squatting over her legs, began to massage her shoulders and 
back. I kneaded at the muscles, finding and easing the little knots.  
    "Ohh. That feels good." she murmered.
    "For me, too," I answered, for it did. The feel of her skin, the texture 
of the flesh beneath, was a sensuous delight in my hands.  
    I worked the muscles across her shoulders, then down along her spine. A 
little side trip to the muscles above her hip bones, then back down over the 
kidneys to where the twin hollows of her dimples lay. I trailed my fingers 
back up her spine to her neck, massaging the muscles, then worked back down.  
    Next, I turned my attentions to the muscles of her thighs, kneading them 
alternately, working down to the calves.  
    I turned around and massaged her feet, gently kneading their bones, 
rotating the ankle joint, easing the tensions in the toes. When I finished, 
on impulse, I sucked her big toe into my mouth.  
    Turning around again, I worked the muscles of her buttocks. What delights 
they were!  
    "You make me feel so relaxed, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep!" she whispered 
languorously.  
    "Feel nice?"
    "Mmmm. Good. It's sleepy and sexy at the same time."
    As I wopKʑ�
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position so that I was kneeling between them.  The sight and feel of her body 
was exciting, and soon my sword, still whetted from my last activities, was 
standing in salute, announcing my appreciation of her beauty.  
    I leaned forward, and began to apply my tongue to her neck, kissing and 
bathing that delightful skin. I bathed her back, licking each bump of her 
spine, tracing the outlines of her shoulder blades.  
    "Ohh. Mmm. Goo�)Uс��ձ�����ʽՁ��ѡ�ɁJI׋����W��j��    "Mmm. Perhaps, but later."
    As I bent over her back, applying my t��Е����*ٕ��"�������́J����z��j��her back, my spear fell into the valley between her cheeks. As I moved up0aؑ�j��down her back, so it moved up and down that delightful rift.  
    "Mmm," she murmered, squeezing her buttocks together around it, "That 
feels good too.  
    "Have you ever... that is, would you like to... Um, I mean, make love to 
me THAT way?" 
    "Yes," I replied, "I want you that way too." 
    "I've never done that. I've always been afraid it would hurt>"D5R�    "Don't be afraid." 
    "I'm not, with you." I bent and turned my tongue to the valley, and to 
the little ring hidden there. I wet my tongue, invaded, wet again.  
    "Ummm," she hummed.
    I gently wet my weapon against her, then placed its point to the little 
puckered target, and pushed gently. The door was shut tightly. I wet my thumb 
and gently pressed it to the portal, which opened slowly to my insistant 
pressure. I returned the point of my spear to the portal and gently pressed 
once more. Suddenly, with a cry of surprise, then a sigh, the door opened, 
allowing the point to enter.  
    "Are you allright?"
    "Ohh, yes. It feels so big. It is very exciting. Ohh. It doesn't hurt at 
all, it just feels big." 
    I entered a bit further, the tight, hot doorway fanning my fires to a 
white heat.  
    "Mmm. Let me move on you," she said, wiggling.
    I gently withdrew, sliding back out. She got up on her knees. Carefully, 
I renewed the fluids, adding some of her own, now flowing dampness, then held 
the point of my weapon against its target.  
    This time it was she who pressed, and the door opened more quickly, 
admitting me easily.  
    I held her still a moment, then gently and slowly entered.
    She began to moan again, and she moved back and forth slowly, each 
rocking motion capturing more of me.  
    "Oh. Mmm. More," she murmered.
    My blood was roaring in my ears, my heart pounding in my chest, the 
exotic intimacy making we wild. I began to groan.  
    I squeezed her cheeks, then found her drenched lovebud with my fingers, 
my other hand going to her breast.  
    "Its good," she cried. "Ohh. Yes, rub me there. Ohh."
    I rubbed her lovebud, and entered her love tunnel with a finger.  
    "I'm going to... Ohh! Ohh!" She pressed back against me, my spear 
throbbing far into her body, the tight, hot anal canal surrouNd[�g me, 
squeezing me.  
    "Ohhhhhhhh!" she cried, grinding my hand against her button with one 
hand. Her sphincter pulsed around me. Her hand released mine and sought out 
my sac, which she rubbed gently against her wet labia.  
    "Ahhhhhhhh!" The cry burst from my throat as, despite the depletion of my 
reservoirs, once more my tired cannons roared.  
    Once again we collapsed together, my weapon caught in her body.  
    "Ohhh," she whispered, "I had no idea. Ohh. Its... so different. so 
good." 
    "You get me so hot," I said. 
    I gently moved my member within her. 
    "Oh! Please pull out slowly... Ohh. Mmm." She giggled," I might not be 
able to sit for a week!" 
    "I might not be able to walk," I laughed. 
    Once again we embraced and kissed as the fires banked, and, twined 
together, we fell asleep.  
    I woke once in the night. It was almost dawn. Her head was nestled on my 
shoulder, her legs twined about mine, her hand holding my sword.  
    I smiled, and, fondling a breast, went back to sleep.
    When I next woke, the sun was well up the morning sky, and she was gone. 
I searched the island, but no sign of her. The blanket was still there, 
though the basket was gone. When I went to the pile of my clothes to dress, I 
found that my tee-shirt had been replaced with a checkered shirt that 
buttoned the other way.  
    I found some marks on the stone, written with the burnt end of a stick: 
"Goodbye, my Apollo. I love you." 
    Though I searched the lake and nearby town for months, I never saw her 
again.  
    Were it not for a checkered shirt and a blanket, I would think I had 
dreamed it all.

                                 The End


Verses

There was an old pirate named Bates
Who was learning to rhumba on skates.
        He fell on his cutlass
        Which rendered him nutless
And practically useless on dates.
�   There was a young man from Bel-Aire
     Who was screwing his girl on the stair,
             But the banist So he doubled his stroke
     And finished her off in mid-air.

A pretty young lady named Vogel
Once sat herself down on a molehill.
        A curious mole
        Nosed into her hole --
Ms. Vogel's ok, but the mole's ill.

     A mathematician named Hall
     Has a hexahedronical ball,
             And the cube of its weight
             Times his pecker's, plu{�dight
     Is his phone number -- give him a call..

There was a young girl named Sapphire
Who succumbed to her lover's desire.
        She said, "It's a sin,
        But now that it's in,
Could you shove it a few inches higher?"

     There once was a!�lumber from Leigh,
     Who was plumbing his maid by the sea,
             Said she, "Please stop plumbing,
             I think someone's coming!"
     Said he, "Yes I know love, it's me."

There once was a freshman named���n,
Whose tool was as thin as a pin,
        A virgin named Joan
        From a bible belt home,
Said "This won't be much of a sin."


     CLONE OF MY OWN (to Home on the Range)

     Oh, give me a clone
     Of my own flesh and bone
             With the Y chromosome changed to X.
     And when she is grown,
     My very own clone,
             We'll be of the opposite sex.

     Chorus:
             Clone, clone of my own,
             With the Y chromosome changed to X.
             And when we're alone,
             Since her mind is my own,
             She'll be thinking of nothing but sex.

                     -- Randall Garrett


A widow who fancied a man some
Was diddled three times in a hansom.
        When she clamored for more
        Her young man became sore
And exclaimed "My name's Simpson not Samson."

     There once was a Scot named McAmeter
     With a tool of prodigious diameter.
             It was not the size
             That cause such surprise;
     'Twas his rhythm -- iambic pentameter.

Once a young gay from Khartoum,
Took a lesbian up to his room.
        They argued all night,
        Over who had the right,
To do what, and with which, and to whom.

     There once was a lady from Exeter,
     So pretty that men craned their necks at her.
             One was even so brave
             As to take out and wave
     The distinguishing mark of his sex at her.

An innocent hooker named Agnes
Was reduced to mere tatters and ragness
Because thm�!jor sweet
Kept on working a street
That was laden with queers and v�th fagness.

     A rapist's convicted, and hence is
     Executed for all his offenses,
     Thereafter, indeed,
     His victims agreed
     That the man was well-hung in both senses.

A young teacher from far-off Bombay
Turned down a request for a lay
Nicely couched in a note,
Since the fellow who wrote
Had spelled "intercoarse" with an "a."

     Said a man from Mobile, Alabama,
     "I'm displeased with my role in life's drama.
     My wife, who's a shrew,
     Isn't willing to screw
     And she's sure to outlive me, God damma."

Young Jane was a lollapolooza
Yet no one could manage to use her.
She wouldn't screw with them
Except to the rhythm
Of the marches of John Philip Sousa.

     A fellow from Chicopee, Mass.
     Rejected another man's pass.
     He felt some attraction,
     But recalled that the action
     Might well prove a pain in the ass.

During sex, Mary's moans were harmonic
From high C, down by chords, to the tonic.
So John felt it unsordid
To have them recorded
In sound that was stereophonic.

     How bitter was Joseph's existence
     When he found that his girl friend's insistence
     Meant that he'd have to wed her
     Before he could bed her.
     She was simply a piece de resistance.

A young man from a lofty sierra
Found sex both a puzzle and terror.
But he met with a lass
In a similar pass
And they both learned--by trial and error.

     A luscious young student at Vassar
     Was hailed as a top-of-the-classer.
     But not in her studies
     You old fuddy-duddies
     For she shone as a great piece-of-asser.

The crotch of a lady from Trenton
Was too tight to make much of a dent on.
The fellows who tried
Spread the news far and wide
That she made of a hard-un, a bent-un.

     There was a young woman named Melanie
     Who was asked by a man, "Do you sell any?"
     She replied, "No, siree,
     I give it for free
     To see it, dear sir, is a felony."

There was a young woman named Susan
Who found it completely amusin'
To make love to three men
Although who did what when
Was frequently rather confusin'.

     Thanks to sex, a young woman named Carol
     Looked delightful in model's apparel.
     The slimming effect
     Was best, I suspect,
     When her man had her over a barrel.

Said a young man, "I'm really delighted
To find that my love is requited
By all twenty-eight
Of the girls that I date.
Were they fewer, I'd feel myself slighted."

     There was an old man from the Nile
     Whose sexual habits wer}�ꥱ��j��     Yet whenever he'd score
     The women all swore
     That he sure made perversion worthwhile.

A lovely French girl from Calais
Looks great in her sheer negligee.
Delightful and chaste
She would just suit the taste
Of the typical Gallic gourmet.

     A colonial girl, sweet and sainted,
     Was by war-striped young Indians tainted.
     Later, asked of the ravages,
     She said ofthe savages,
     "They aren't as bad as they're painted."

A stately giraffe, when he necks,
Or a hippo, when he's having sex,
Aren't worth a tut-tut
To the bellowing rut
Of the great Tyrannosaurus Rex.

     Young Alice is known for her poise
     During quiet foreplay with the boys.
     But then when she has 'em
     At the brink of orgasm,
     You can't hear yourself think for the noise.

An uncertain young woman named Fern
Was so great she had lovers to burn.
She got into bed
With both Johnnie and Fred
And didn't know which way to turn.

     A confirmed multilinguist, I fear,
     Finds conditions for flirting severe.
     A girl scarcely knows
     The response to a beau's
     "Bitte, couchez avec mich, my dear."

There was a young woman named Golda
Whose lovers grew colder and colder
For during love making
She'd sing the earth-shaking
Love theme from Tristan und Isolde.

     There was an old Scotsman of Fife
     Who had left, in the course of his life,
     Scores of well-rounded ends
     Of the wives of his friends
     And likewise of the friends of his wife.

There was a young man of Rostov
Who found it a risk to make love.
He had grown very fond
Of a statuesque blonde
And was hurt when he slipped and fell off.

     A sprightly young fellow named Jay
     Screwed a girl in his car every day.
     His aims weren't base
     He just wanted to place
     The "let" in his old Chevrolet.

A certain young woman named Mame
Longs to play in a tough football game.
You would think that cao�t be
Since she's female, you see,
Yet she's making the team, just the same.

    "a�
�ձ�����ѱR�kW�[X�e his bid.
     When the maiden agreed, he was rid
     Of all inhibitions
     And, despite the conditions,
     As the crowd yelled "Ole!" Jose did.

There was a young fellow from Juilliard
With a penis that measured a full yard.
The girls whispered and leered
And most of them cheered
Whenever he ran through the schoolyard.

     There was a young sailor from Rome
     Who found the girls over the foam
     All acted the same
     In the sexual game
     So he might just as well have stayed home.

It seemed all was well for old Bill
For the night was romantic and still.
She was warm, she was waiting,
She was ripe for the mating
But al`�--she was not on the pill.

     There was a young woman named Maud
     Who found herself now and then floored
     Or bedded, or chaired,
     Or top of the staired
     Oh, well, it's the life of a bawd.

There was a young lady named Bates
Who amused every one of her dates
By keeping one breast
In total arrest
While the other described figure eights.

     A certain sweet girl from Key West
     Was uncommonly large in the chest.
     Any man's close attention
     To her outsize dimension
     Brought his own measurement to its best.

There was a young woman named Vicki
Who said, "I don't want to be picky.
If, in five hours or so
As you say, you must go,
At least we'll have time for a quicky."

     A psychiatrist said, "It's no matter
     That my husband is mad as a hatter.
     There are certain psychoses
     That bring sex in large doses.
     My husband, you see, is satyr."

The climax, when Josie engages,
Is postponed for what seems to be ages.
Out of self-preservation
And to banish frustration
She has three or four fellows--in stages.

     Annabelle turned beet-red in the face
     At having been raped. Such disgrace!
     Yet although it was terrible
     It was not quite unbearable.
     She had taken her pill just in case.

An industrious young obstetrician
Conceived his financial position
�po depend upon beauty
And husbandly duty
Plus determined and endless coition.

     Once Titian, while mixing rose madder,
 V������B�́j�����z������z������b����ɹj��     Her position, to Titian,
     Suggested coition,
     So he climbed up the ladder and had 'er.

A virtuous maiden named Nora
Viewed sexual sinning with horror.
But a bit of love play
Was indulged in today
And who knows what she'll think by tomorrow.

     There was a young man of Belgrade
     Who planned to seduce a fair maid.
     And as it befell
     He succeeded quite well
     So the maid, like the plan, was deep-laid.

There was an old man of Belfast
Whose active sex life was so vast
He was glad he'd worked through
To a spry ninety-two
When his lust was declining at last.

     A queen of old Egypt, named Cleo
     Conducted her loving "con brio."
     She felt quite at home in
     The arms of one Roman
     But preferred to be part of a trio.

There was an old maid of Peru
Who swore that she never would screw
Except under stress
Of forceful duress
Like, "I'm ready, dear, ho




   There was a fellow who had never been to bed with a woman, so two of his 
friends decided to play a trick on him. They bought an inflatable love doll 
and put it into his bed. Then called him at work and told him the0g�ɱ�z��j��his dreams was home in bed and ready for anything. 
   The next day his friends asked him how things had gone. "Very strange," 
he replied. "I slipped out of my clothes and got in beside her. She was 
cold, so I tried to warm her up. Then I bit her on the neck, but she just 
farted a few times and flew out the window!" 

                        >*< >*< >*< >*< >*< >*<

   An Eastern newspaper correspondent had just arrived in an old Western 
town when he noticed a curious lack of women. 
   Walking into the local saloon he asked a cocky shitkicker, "What do you 
fellas do around here for entertainment?" 
   "Ya mean women?" asked the shitkicker. "We ain't got none. 'Round here 
folks fuck sheep." 
   "That's disgusting," cried the correspondent, "I've never heard of such 
moral degredation." 
   However, after a few months, the correspondent's rocks were beginning to 
ache and the sheep were looking more and more attractive. 
   So he finally went out and found himself a come쾪.ZYY�, brought her back 
to his room, shampooed her and then tied ribbons in her hair. After a bottle 
of champagne, he lured the sheep into his bedchamber and released his pent-
up frustrations. 
   Afterward, he escorted his four-legged lover to the saloon for a drink. 
As the correspondent and his wooly mate entered, a hush fell over the 
��patrons and the anxious couple became the object of many stares. 
   "You goddamn bunch of hypocrites!" the reporter yelled. "You've been 
fucking sheep for years, but when I do it up right you look at me like I'm 
some sort of crazy pervert!" 
   One cowb�u�J����������z������ɽݑ�����������U+-K�but that's the 
��sheriff's gal!" 

                        ^o^ ^o^ ^o^ ^o^ ^o^

   A grungy old lumberjack, in town for the first time in weeks, went to the 
local brothel and demanded the roughest, toughest and meanest girl in the 
house. "That'll be Mary," said the madam. "Go to Room Four, and I'll send 
her up." 
   "Fine,"said the lumberjack,"and tell her to bring a couple of beers." 
   In due time, Mary appeared. She put the two bottles of beer on the floor, 
took off her negligee, positioned herself on her hands and knees and pointed 
to her pussy. 
   "No! No!" exclaimed the lumberjack. "In the bed, the old-fashioned way!"�I��   "Sure,pal," grunted Mary, "but I thought ya might want to open them beers 
first." 

                      **+** **+** **+** **+** 

Large cats can be dangerous, but a little pussy never hurt anyone.

                        \_|_/  \_|_/  \_|_/

Two complete strangers were golfing on an exclusive golf course. Not another 
soul was in sight. Finally one guy asked the other guy what he did for a 
living. The second guy told him he owned and managed the beautiful condo 
complex they were coming up on alongside the fairway. He and his beautiful 
young wife lived in the penthouse on the top floor. 

He then asked the first guy was he did for a living. The first stranger 
replied that he was a paid assassin. Seeing the disbelief on the second 
man's face he proceeds to start pulling sections of pipe out of his golfbag 
and begins assembling a high-powered rifle. Finally getting the stock of the 
rifle assembled he hands the rifle to the stranger who is really admiring 
it. The assassin says wait a minute and pulls out a high-powered scope and 
attaches that to the rifle. 

The second stranger looks through the scope and is amazed at how close his 
condo looks. He tells the assassin how close it looks and starts moving the 
rifle up the side of the condo. He exclaims, "I can see my penthouse; I can 
see inside my penthouse; I can see my beautiful wife; she's naked!; she's 
with another man!!!!!" 

And boy, was that condo owner pissed! He hands the rifle back to the 
assassin and demands to know how much he charged per bullet. The assassin 
replies $2,000 per bullet. The owner says OK, I want you to take one bullet 
and shoot the man's cock off. Then I want you to take another bullet and put 
it through my wife's head. The assassin says OK and starts adjusting the 
scope so he can get "clean" shots off. 

Making the last adjustment, he suddenly turns to the owner and says, "Hey 
buddy, if you can wait for a couple of seconds I think I can save you 
$2,000!" 

                        #--#--#--#--#--#--#

                      Hugh Hefner is a virgin.

                     -|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-

One day, John Lennon, John Belushi, and Rock Hudson were gathered together 
in heaven in front of God. They were pleading with God to be sent back to 
Earth for a visit. God finally relented but gave them a stern warning that 
if any of them even thought about their old naughty ways He would wipe that 
individual off of the face of the Earth. 

The three of them suddenly found themselves walking along a street in New 
York. Suddenly John Lennon spots a man in a doorway playing a guitar. John 
thought the hell with it and walked oVe� to the man and asks if he can play 
the guitar. As the man starts handing the guitar to John Lennon, God 
intervenes and POOF, John Lennon is suddenly gone from the face of the 
Earth. 

This unnerves Belushi and "The Rock" and they start walking again. Suddenly 
John Belushi breaks out in a cold sweat A�!�Y�spots a clear bag that is 
filled with a white powdered subst��'�����$]Y�tation is tooo great for 
Belushi and he MUST inspect the contents of that bag. 

He walks up to the bag; 
he bends over the bag; 
suddenly.........POOF!

Rock Hudson is gone from the face of the Earth. 

                        /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

                           Coito ergo sum

                        [*][*][*][*][*][*][*]

There was this real macho dude who really took care of his body -- he lifted 
weights, jogged five miles day, and like that.  Well, one morning he was 
lookin' in the mirror and admirin' his physique -- "Bitchin'" he  says,  
"nice muscles and brown all over -- except, hey, my pecker's pale!" So he 
decided to take care of that one little thing -- he went out to the beach 
and stripped down, buried himself in the sand, and went to sleep, with just 
the family jewels left stickin' out of the sand . 

About this time, two little old ladies came strolling down the beach. One of 
'em caught sight of the pecker sticking out, elbowed the other, pointed  to 
it, and said:  "God Damn, Maude, there's no justice in this woz�e!" 

Maude looked at it, looked at her, and said:  "Why do y/u)say thad,D5�����j��
"Well", said Mabel,

"When I was 10, I war�afraid of it.
"When I was 20, I was interested in it.
"When I was 30, I enjoyed it.
"When I was 40, I looked for it.
"When I was 50, I paid for it.
"When I was 60, I prayed for it.
"When I was 70, I forgot about it.
"And now that I'm 80, the f*&*^% things are growing WILD!!!"



                    TH--Th--TH--THAT's ALL!!......