“I'll take a pack of Camel cigarettes.” I told the clerk.

“Would you like soft pack or box?” The clerk asked.

“I'll take them in a box please.” I replied.

“That will be three dollars even.” He said while punching buttons on the cash register.

I laid three dollars down and walked away.

“Thank you ma'm.” The clerk said as he took my money off of the counter.

I lit a cigarette and blew the smoke out of my nostrils. I hadn't had a cigarette in a few hours. My hand shook from withdraw. The smoke felt harsh going into my lungs, but it tasted good. It tasted good because I knew it was going to calm my nerves.

I took a few more drags off of my cigarette. About half way through the cigarette, my nerves calmed down. Isn't it strange how needing a cigarette wrecks your nerves? I haven't been able to figure that one out.

“Another fucking lonely Saturday.” I said out loud as I threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

I lit another cigarette and felt guilty. I felt guilty because I was chain smoking. I can remember when my grandpa used to chain smoke Lucky Strikes. All he would do is smoke cigarettes. He even smoked while he ate. I guess I lit another one because I was full of self pity. I didn't want to spend the weekend alone again.

I sat down on the curb near the side of the store. I know the guy who owns the place, so I wasn't worried about having the cops called on me. He has been a family friend for years. When I was growing up, everyone would hang out at the store. Sometimes the owner would even give us free candy. That used to make our days.

“Hey Cindy.” A voice said from a distance.

I couldn't tell who it was or where it was coming from. It sounded so far away, I assumed they were talking to someone else.

“Cindy, over here.” I heard.

I looked over and he said. “It's me Mark.”.

I hadn't seen Mark in ages. We grew up together and he moved off to go to some fancy college. It always seems to end up that way. No one ever stays in this town, unless they get married when they are young.

“Mark, is that you?” I shouted while running up to his car.

“The one and only.” He said.

“How long has it been?” I asked.

“I don't know. Five years maybe?” Mark said after pausing to think.

I always had a crush on Mark. He is cute, in a nerdy way. I like the strange geeky kind of guys.

“What are you doing tonight?” Mark asked.

“Nothing.” I replied after taking a puff off of my cigarette.

“Would you like to go to the drive in and get something to eat?” Mark asked.

“I'd love to!” I said.

“Get in.” Mark said right before he unlocked the passenger side door.

“This town never changes. It is just the way it was five years ago.” Mark said as he pulled out of the parking lot.

“You know it. Everyone is gone but me.” I joked.

“It seems that way. All of my high school buddies have left. I was surprised to see you here.” Mark said.

Mark put on his turn signal and drove out of the parking lot. I wasn't sure where he was going. The drive in is on the other side of town.

“Fuck! I think I made a wrong turn.” Mark said as he pounded his fist on the steering wheel.

“Yeah, but if you take a left at the light, we can get there. Then you need to go straight for about a mile and take another left on Main Street.” I said using my finger to show him what I meant.

“You look better than ever.” Mark said as he looked me over.

“I lost a lot of weight. I used to be pretty chubby in school.” I said.

“You lost weight, but you didn't loose those nice tits of yours.” Mark said.

What?” I asked shocked.

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I saw an ad in the paper that advertised handyman services. I have been needing some work done around my house, so I thought I would give them a call. A really cute sounding guy answered the phone and asked what I needed done. I told him and he said that it wouldn't cost very much if I went through him. He said that the other handymen in the area would charge up to double what he would charge me. I was sold. Not only was I going to get a good deal, but he sounded really cute.

Doug said that he would come over tomorrow after lunch. Doug said that he had a job that he had to do first thing in the morning. That was fine with me, I don't like to get up early anyway. I'm more of a night owl, if you know what I mean. I had the day off and I wanted to sleep in. You know how it is when you get up for work every day early in the morning. I like my beauty sleep on my days off. The next day came before I knew it. This is what really happened. Doug turned out to be something else. You will see what I mean in a minute.

“Come on in.” I said as I heard a knock on my door.

Doug walked in and I was blown away. Standing before me was a super hot guy and I didn't know what to say. It was all I could do to keep myself from stuttering. I looked at his long black hair and I felt a shiver go up my spine. He looked at me with a nervous smile, like he wasn't sure what to say to me.

“What do you need me to do?” Doug asked as he looked around the place.

I knew what I needed him to do all right. I needed him to stuff my pussy with his tool. There was no way around that. It was then that I made up my mind that I was going to fuck him. I needed his cock in my pussy really bad. I didn't know what had gotten into me. I'm not usually like this. I don't usually fall head over heals for a man like this. But, he was such a manly man. He had a tool box and wore work clothes. He looked like he was a hard working guy. That is a turn on in itself. I love a man that is good with his hands. The problem is, most men that are good with their hands, aren't half as good looking as Doug.

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Hello, it's me Rita. I am the real estate agent that turned hooker. As you probably remember, I got fed up with men. I got sick and tired of their bullshit and games. I have a lot of money. I'm not the kind of person who hides it. But, I hate it when men fuck me only for my money. I know it has happened in the past. So, I now fuck men for their money. That's right, I take their money after having sex. I felt it was a way to get back at men.

I hate to say it, but this will be my last story for awhile. I will be busy selling a few pieces of land that I am dealing with. I am also dealing with a few houses. These are really nice houses that will bring in a lot of money.

It kind of makes me sad that I won't get to work the streets. I know my pussy will be even more sad. But, I will just have to get used to playing with myself. I know I am used to that already.

I took a shower and put on my outfit. These days I call it my uniform. I put on a short skirt. I made sure that this skirt was even shorter than the other ones. My ass cheeks were actually hanging out of it. If this is the last time I am going out to work in awhile, I want it to be one hell of a good time. I also put on a see through shirt. You know the type that look like panty hose. I didn't even wear a bra underneath it. I wanted it to advertise my nice rack loud and proud. I am nothing to be ashamed of.

This might sound a little weird, but I had to put on some sneakers. My feet have been killing me lately. I don't know why, maybe it has something to do with being on my period. I'm not actually on it now, but I was not too long ago. So, I had to put on this hot outfit and wear sneakers. But, I didn't put any panty hose on. I didn't want to look too crazy.

I was going to go for a cup of coffee before I hit the streets, but I didn't think that would be a good idea. If the wrong person seen my see through shirt, they would have called the cops. There are a lot of people in this city who can't keep their nose out of other peoples' asses. I wish I was able to tell each and every one of them to fuck off.

I went down to the area where I met up with that actor guy. I figured that maybe since that spot worked out, it would again. But, I didn't get any takers. Actually there was one guy who was interested in having sex. But, he only had ten dollars. He begged and begged me to have sex with him. But I told him that I don't give any discounts or coupons. There is one fee and everyone has to pay that fee. Regardless of who you are or how much money you have.

“You are a fine piece of ass.” Someone said as they walked by.

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I really shouldn't be telling you guys this. I will have to use fake names, so no one will be able to figure out who I am. If something like this got out, I would never hear the end of it. I come from a good family, a good family that would disown me if they knew what I am about to tell you. So, don't ask for my real name or any of that shit. I'm not going to tell you! Oh, also the people's names have been changed so you can't figure out who they are. I'm no fool, I've taken every step to make sure no one finds out about this. But, I'm sure you will enjoy every word of what I'm about to tell you.

I've been having this fantasy for the past few years. I haven't acted on it because I was with a man at the time. I told him about it, but he thought it was gross. Sometimes I had to make sure he wasn't a fag, that is how sexually boring he was. This guy didn't do shit to me. I mean, he rarely even went down on me. I'm a kinky girl, I'll admit that. But, I like to have my pussy eaten from time to time. I see nothing wrong with that, not a thing. I sucked his cock, so he should have ate my pussy. I'll tell you one thing, his cock didn't always taste good. Sometimes he would ask me to suck his dick after he worked up a sweat doing something. I didn't turn him down, even though I thought it was disgusting.

I have to tell you this story about my ex-boyfriend. It won't take long, but it is a good one. One time he thought we would get really kinky, he said really fucking kinky. I got excited and wondered what he was going to do to me. I'll cut to the chase, no need to waste your time. His surprise was, a glow in the dark condom. Yes, that was his idea of kinky. It wasn't wild anal sex or watching a porno movie. No, it was a glow in the dark condom. That was a real fucking let down, but not the only one. I won't waste your time with the other shit that he did.

I've been seeing this guy, let's call him Mark. That isn't his real name, but I'm not going to tell you his real name. I've been fucking Mark for a few months now. He is the cute athletic kind of guy. He works out and all that stuff. I'm into hunks with nice bodies. I can't tell a lie, I am crazy for men like Mark. I'm the kind of girl who only cares about a man's body. I don't give a fuck what kind of job he has or if he has money. That shit don't matter when he is pounding the fuck out of my tight little pussy. Anyway, I have enough money of my own. I definitely don't need his!

I've been having this fantasy where I have sex with two people at one time. I want to fuck both a man and a woman. I've never been with a woman, but I really want to.

I tried to get my ex-boyfriend to do it, but he wouldn't. As you can imagine, he thought that it was too kinky. Remember, this is the guy who thought a glow in the dark condom was kinky. He was a cute, well built man, but not my type. Not a good match for someone who is wild in the sack.

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I met this rich guy not too long ago. I'd say we have been dating for about four months now. We have been dating since we first laid eyes on each other. David, that's my boyfriend, he is one rich dude. I'm telling you, I never knew one person could have so much money. I wouldn't believe it, if I didn't see it with my own eyes. David is so rich, he even owns two homes! If you are anything like me, I wondered how he got all of this money. It is a little surprising for a young guy like David to have all of this money. At first I was kind of nervous, I thought maybe there was drugs involved or something. He told me that he wasn't into none of that shit. No, his parents are well off and they gave him shit loads of money. David said that he took the money his parents gave him and invested it in the stock market. David says that he made a shit load of money back in the nineties when stocks were soaring.

David told me to pack my bags, because we were going to be flying out to his other place. David wanted a little fun in the sun, as he called it. He didn't say how long he wanted to go for, but I figured it would be less than a week. His trips are never for more than a week at a time. He has to come back so he can make sure everything is okay with his stocks. He also owns a restaurant that he has to check up on. I forgot to tell you that he owns a restaurant. It is a little Italian place on the other side of town. They serve up some damn good food, if you're into Italian food. I love the stuff, I can't get enough of it. David says Italian food is the best food in the world. I don't know if I would go that far, but it is tasty. I never thought I would say this, but they make a killer squid dish. They call it something other than squid, but I forget what that name is. All I know is, it tastes damn good.

We got on the plane early in the morning. David is always up at six o'clock right on the nose. He says that he has to get up so early so he can have the full day to work on stuff. I'd think he could get up a few hours later and feel the same way. I try not to be too bitchy about waking up so early, but it can be hard at times. I hate waking up early in the morning. Sometimes David will let me sleep in if he cooks his own breakfast. That doesn't happen too often, but every now and then he lets me sleep in. I usually surprise him with a nice blow job if he lets me sleep in. I love sucking cock and I also like to show him how much the little things he does means to me.

“Can't wait until we get to the other house,” David said as he looked out the window of the plane.

“It sure will be nice. To be able to sit outside and enjoy the sunshine,” I said, dazing off thinking about it.

“I don't plan on doing anything else. All I want to do is relax and spend some time with you,” David said as he sat back into his seat.

“That is such a sweet thing to say.” I said as I bent over and kissed David on the cheek.

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I'm a psychiatrist that has my own office. I used to share a practice with a partner of mine, but he has since retired. I knew that he only had a few years to go when we went into business together. I also knew that I would get all of his clients when he retired. That's why I did it. I knew that I would be raking in the bucks when he retired. I'm not stupid when it comes to business, even though most people think women are. Not me, I've got a good head on my shoulders.

Frank, he has been coming to see me for a few years now. He has come a long ways in his recovery. I know I shouldn't be talking about my patients, but I have disguised his name. You won't be able to tell who he is just by reading this. I know that he wouldn't mind me telling you this stuff anyway. He is the type of person who is open and honest with his problems. This is what really happened when Frank came into my office. Just remember, I have changed some of the small details slightly to protect his identity. Nothing else has been changed.

“How are you doing today Frank?” I asked as he laid down on the couch.

“Well, not so good,” Frank explained.

“What seems to be the problem?” I asked.

“I've been having panic attacks lately. I think it's because of my new job,” Frank explained, waiving his hands in the air.

“What about the new job has been giving your panic attacks?” I asked.

“I've been trying to understand that myself. I think it's because I will be doing something that I'm not familiar with. Around people that I don't know,” Frank said as he got up and looked at me.

I looked over his record and I saw that this was something that is usually a problem for Frank. I've treated him long enough to understand how he thinks and deals with situations. I keep notes in his file so I can remember the small details of his life. Stuff I can't talk about here, but I'm sure you understand. Frank is getting married in a few months and that has him all worked up as well. Men are always the ones who get worked up when it comes to marriage. Women, we get upset when we get close to the marriage date also. But, for us, it is much different. Men feel like they are being trapped into something that they don't want to do. Women on the other hand feel like marriage is telling the world how much you love each other. Two very different views from two people who will hopefully be spending the rest of their lives together.

“Have you been taking your medication?” I asked.

“Every day, twice a day,” Frank looked up at me in a matter of fact way.

“I would suggest that you just take things one at a time. Identify what triggers you and how you can deal with it. You need to do this one foot in front of the other,” I advised.

“That makes sense. You are always so helpful to me,” Frank said.

“I'm glad I can help you Frank.” I said as I looked over his record.

Frank takes only one medication twice a day. I have some patients who take up to four pills per day. That doesn't mean that he isn't as bad as they are, it just means that the one pill does the trick for him. Though, chances are he will have to be put on something else as the years go by. That's how this medication works. After several years it can loose it's effectiveness. Sometimes It can be very difficult finding out what medication works the best, but usually after some trial and error I get it right. You have to be patient when it comes to things such as this.

“Can I tell you something without you getting mad at me?” Frank asked.

“Sure,” I replied.

“Your tits look very nice today,” Frank said with a nervous smirk.

“Frank! Why are you looking at my breasts?” I asked shocked.

“Sorry, I was only looking because they are nice.” Frank said as he hung his head.

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My boyfriend Sal is a monster truck racer. He races those big trucks that you see on television. Sometimes they jump over mounds of dirt or even over cars. Sometimes he doesn't have to jump over anything, he just has to go in a circle to see who can do it the fastest. If you can't tell, I don't know all of the racing terminology. All I know is, what it looks like he is doing. I do know, he is damn good at what he does. I've heard people say that he is the best they have ever seen. I don't know about that, but I do know that Sal is good at what he does.

“Go Sal! Kick their asses!” I yelled as I watched Sal go around the track.

I think he heard me, because he waived at me. I waived back, but I don't think he saw me. He was going way to fast to pay attention to anything that I was doing. Not only that, but if he was paying attention to me, that would have meant that he wasn't paying attention to the guy he was racing against. I know how competitive Sal can be, so I doubt that was the case. I couldn't believe my eyes, Sal had won the race! That meant that he only had one more race to go. If he won that, he would be the big winner of the night.

I ran into the pits and greeted Sal. I kissed him on the cheek and patted him on the ass. I pat him on the ass because I see guys doing it on the sports channel. I don't know why they do it, but I also don't know why I do it. I guess I do it to fit in, if that makes any sense. Sal glowed with the energy of a million light bulbs. I kissed him again and he smiled at me. I could feel his happiness deep inside my body. I stood watching him glow, trying to think what I should say next.

“Honey, I've got to get ready for the next race,” Sal said as he gave me a kiss.

“Okay,” I replied.

“I'll talk to you after I win the big one.” Sal said with a smile.

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Will slid his hand down my pants. He went straight to my pussy. Will wasn't going to waste any time. My pussy was wet and he knew it. After all, he is the one who made me wet.

“You're so fucking wet.” Will said as he took his hand out of my panties.

Will took his finger and put it to his nose. He took a big whiff of his finger and then smiled.

“Smells damn good.” Will said as he put his finger in his mouth.

“Tastes damn good too.” He said with a smile.

I was turned on. There is no denying that. The problem was, Will had a girlfriend. Not only that, but we were laying in a corn field. How the fuck did we end up in a corn field? Well, that is a story that I will tell you about.

I met will over at his house to pick up a saw. I called him on the phone and asked if he had a saw I could barrow. Actually, it was a chain saw that I needed. I wanted to cut down a tree that was in my yard. I got sick and tired of looking at it. Not only that, but it is fall soon it will be cold. I figured that I could get rid of that damn ugly tree and use it for firewood. I don't know how long it takes to season wood, but I figured I could always use it next year if it wasn't dry enough.

I went over to Will's to pick up the chain saw. He asked if I would like to stay for supper. I'm not the type of person who will turn down free food, so I told him that I would stay and have something to eat. We ate soup beans with ham.

Will also had some corn bread. When I was a kid, this is what we ate when we didn't have much money. This was one of those meals that you could cook for next to nothing. A big pot of beans and ham might cost less than a dollar or two. Back in those days a bag of beans cost around twenty cents or something like that. For a big pound bag that is.

We ate the food and talked a bit. Will said that his girlfriend was out of town. That's why he was eating the soup beans with ham. He said that it was one of the few things he knows how to cook. I'm not sure if you could actually call that cooking. It's not too hard to put beans in a pot and throw some ham into it. But, I guess it can be called supper.

Okay, I'll cut to the chase. I don't think you really care about all of this stuff. All you care about is how we got in the corn field and all that stuff. I'm sure it would bore you to talk about how I helped him do the dishes. So, I won't go in to detail about that.

We went outside to play fetch with the dog. It was Will's idea. Will said that he taught the dog how to fetch and bring it back. Will threw the ball really far and it went into the corn field. The ball got lost and the dog couldn't find it. So, we went into the corn field to find it.

So, we go into the corn field to find it. We walked around for a half hour and by that time it was dark. Here is what took place:

It was dark and I couldn't see anything. I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. I wanted to get out of there, but I wasn't sure which way was out. So, I started walking quickly in whatever direction that I was in. I figured that I would either go back to Will's house, or end up at the end of the field. Either way, I would be safe.

I ran into Will, I mean I ran into Will!

“Did I just feel a boob hit me on the arm?” Will asked.

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“Have you ever thought about what it must be like in outer space?” Dave said as he pointed into the night sky.

“I've thought about it.” I said as I inched my way closer to Dave.

Dave slid his arm under my neck and we looked deep into the sky. I love laying on the ground and looking at the night sky. There is something about the stars that is so romantic. I haven't been able to figure out what, but I guess I don't have to. It is one of those things that you don't have to understand. Kind of like how milk can turn into ice cream. I guess all I need to know is that ice cream tastes good.

“What do you think is out there?” Dave asked.

“Probably a bunch of stuff that we can only dream about.” I said.

“You don't think we will ever go into outer space?” He asked.

“I don't know. I have never really thought about it.” I said.

“You have never thought of what it would be like to walk around on the moon?” Dave asked shocked.

“Not really. I would rather enjoy it's beauty instead of walking around on it.” I said.

I rolled over and kissed Dave on the cheek. I don't know what I was feeling, but I had a gush off affection that went through me. I'm sure you know what I am talking about. One of those moments where you just want to give someone a kiss.

“What was that for?” Dave asked surprised after I kissed him.

“Do I have to have a reason to kiss you?” I asked.

“No. That just took me by surprise.” Dave said right before he gave me a kiss on the cheek.

It was one of those moments that was strange. The night air was so quite. Nothing was going on. Out here in the country, there isn't much going on at night. Not much going on during the day for that matter.

I wanted to have sex, but I didn't want to. I didn't know what I wanted to do. Soon it would be cold outside and we won't be able to do these kinds of things anymore. That is what made me feel bad about not wanting to have sex. I knew that soon, we wouldn't be able to do it outside anymore.

“Do you think there is life on those planets out there?” Dave asked as he pointed to the sky.

“Maybe, maybe there are several planets with people on them.” I said after pausing to think.

“You think they look like us?” He asked.

“I don't know. But if they invade earth, I hope they have big cocks.” I said.

“What?” Dave asked stunned.

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