In my youth, my family became apiarist or honey farmers. Within that time we found out about a local bee association. And that's when my siblings and I realized our summers were not our summers anymore. For Many summers after, the first year my family started helping out at the State Fair with the Beekeepers Association. My dad had gotten involved with the other beekeepers, and I went with my parents often, so the other m...

It had been an eventful morning for me. My name is Janet and I am nineteen years old. I think I’m reasonably attractive, though a bit heavy. Some call me voluptuous, probably because of my curves and big breasts. They are a nice, full D-cup size. Whatever the case, I seem to have no problem attracting male attention. For some reason, older men are drawn to me. I sometimes wonder if that is because they somehow sense how m...

It was another morning at the Fair. I awoke groggily when Shawn came in, got something out of the fridge, and left to do his work as the CEO of the Fair. I was somewhat chagrined at the fact that yesterday it looked like I’d be sharing a bed with my new girlfriend, Fran, or possibly even Shawn, but I ended up sleeping on the pull-out sofa bed. Admittedly, it had been a wild day, yesterday. I had met Fran and was immediate...

I grabbed my suitcase out of her hands and shut it, saying as calmly as I could, “I did no such thing. I won that fair and square, and that money is mine.” My mother glared at me and put her hands on her hips. Her face was beet red. She was so mad that she had to wipe the spittle from her mouth. Then she told me what she really thought: “I know you and what you are. You are nothing but a slut. A little whore who sucks and...