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Write them up? No, I started this thread because truth is better than most fantasies in my opinionAre you going to write up the stories for everyone, Maidinusa?
As a maid myself, I've never walked in on anyone, but I have found some interesting items while cleaningSo I had this party once and a married player guy and a single female crept off together and had sex at the single woman's house.
Another time the rent house across from me was used in a porn movie. Before they closed the blinds I saw a sex swing being hung and two young women doing their hair and makeup. The camera was HUGE.
Another time the cleaning ladies in the building I managed told me about how they walked in on two young employees doing it doggies style on the conference table at night.
Write them up? No, I started this thread because truth is better than most fantasies in my opinionAre you going to write up the stories for everyone, Maidinusa?
Okay, so, all of my kinky real-life stories violate one or more of the posting rules here, I mean, some of them I can't even tell my shrink, so I guess I'll just have to keep mum. I mean, I wasn't really a Badd Grrl, just kina kinky. Okay, I was like the girl who, when she was good, she was very very good, and when she was Badd, she was even better!
Love,
Jamie
Okay, so, all of my kinky real-life stories violate one or more of the posting rules here, I mean, some of them I can't even tell my shrink, so I guess I'll just have to keep mum. I mean, I wasn't really a Badd Grrl, just kina kinky. Okay, I was like the girl who, when she was good, she was very very good, and when she was Badd, she was even better!
Love,
Jamie
Oh, well, my poet's license got revoked last month for failing to come to a full stop at the end of a sentence. It was, like, my fourth violation, I should have known better that to try to get away with that comma, I mean I was like the total Grammar Grrl in Junior High. I knew all the grammar rulz, I could diagram a compound sentence with three conjunctive phrases in thirty seconds, I could use the Passive Periphrastic, in English, in a complete sentence, but I couldn't write. I couldn't put two words together.
My teacher was like, "Why can't you write Jamie? You TALK all the time. You talk in the hall, you talk at lunch, you talk in study hall, you talk in class. Just write like you talk!"
I was like, (to myself) "Write AS you talk."
But I started thinking about what she said. So then I started writing and I couldn't stop. I wrote like I talked, fast, with my Chicago accent and the "okay okay" and stuff, I turned in this 30 page theme on what I did over Christmas, pardon me, Winter, Break.
So THEN my teacher was like, "Why can't you stop writing, Jamie? Three pages is enough!"
So I can write and write and write, but all the kinky stuff happened way before I was [censored] and even though it isn't fiction, it's my real life, I still can't write about it. I mean, I started writing about when I was [censored] and I figured if I left out all the ages and stuff it would work out, but only someone completely stupid would be unable to figure out how old I was, and besides, that would be waxing poetic without a license, and I'm just a poor college assistant adjunct instructor, and I can't afford any more fines.
Love,
Jamie
well its my first time posting here. Id like to write stories, but it seems like i never have the time. Id love to see someone take my idea and run with it. Anyway my senor year in high school I was sitting in health class with a bunch of other seniors(everyone was 18) and i happened to be sitting next to this girl Jenny. She was a redhead who was on the thicker side, with huge breasts and a plump ass.
The topic for that week was Sex Ed and that classes lecture was about the different kinds of sex and all the slang names for them. Needless to say the class was abuzz with a sexual energy. Notes were being passed back n forth about the sometimes very dirty things the teacher was saying.
Anyone eventually the teacher(Ms. Barker) gives the class a project to do for the rest of class period, some kind of group work where she breaks the class up in small groups. My group turns out to be Jenny, myself and 4 other guys. About 10 min into working on the project i noticed that Jenny had her hand under the desk and was working it into zipper of the guys pants sitting on the other side of her. She worked his zipper down slow, so as to not make a lot of noise, then slid her hand into his boxers and began to stroke him slowly. She noticed me staring and leaned over and whispered to me that if I was good and sat there blocking the teachers view while she stroked the other guy off I could be next. I sat there an pretended to work for another 15min or so while Jenny made the other guy cum and then him an I switched spots, after he has regained composure. I can tell you it was so hot busting a nut in her hand, in the middle of class and no one was the wiser.