Before she became a habitué of Mayhem Crossing, Holley was an innocent eighteen-year-old high school drop out. She was sheltered as a child. Home schooled by her mother. Until she left home, she never talked to boys. Never knew much about them. Now having been on her own for several months, she had become curious about this stuff called sex. It seemed to be the thing to do but Holley was scared.All the girls at Wal-Mart w...

RuthAnn was back in Chicago. Her body had been vibrating all week with the thought of being back to the big city. Back to the bus ride. Would Elbow Guy and Sports Guy be there? She had unfinished business in the city and it wasn't growing her retail business. She had remembered that week over and over again. On nights back home when she was alone, she would strip done to her black panties and finger herself with thoughts...

After another restless night, RuthAnn finally got out of bed. On one level, she was still puzzled about what had happened on the bus. Two guys had pinned her. Two guys had groped her. She never gave permission, did she? No, no she had not. So what did happen? Why were her panties sodden when she got to her room and took them off?Something else had happened which was unintended but it did happen. She came. She came hard an...

After an uneasy night, RuthAnn showered and prepared for her third day at the conference. The events of the previous two days were heavy on her mind. Angry was the best way to describe her feelings. Angry at being assaulted. Angry at her reaction, especially her body's reaction to the assault. If some part of her liked it, was it really assault? What the hell was it? Damn at forty-five, she was really confused. She had no...

Kelle wasn't fucked. Not this time. There was no lost bet. No agreement to complete. Yet. Mayhem was on her mind. It had been a few weeks since her near debauch at Mayhem Crossing, the local biker bar. She had lost a bet and ended up doing things she never imagined doing. She had paid the bet and her career with the police was solid. She was no longer a rookie cop. She was off probation. Her career path was good. It was a...

RuthAnn got ready for her second day. Yesterday's bus ride was still on her mind. She was embarrassed and humiliated. So much so, the thought of taking a taxi had occurred to her. But she was also puzzled by her body's reaction to the touches. It had been years since she had been in college and had guzzled-out frat boys accidentally making contact with her ass and her boobs. However, this was different. This was somewhat...

RuthAnn stood at the bus stop. A recent arrival in Chicago , she was nervous about her trip uptown. The hotel had given her directions to her destination but being from a small town, this was all new to her. RuthAnn was there until Friday attending a sales seminar that was guaranteed to help her get her retail venture off the ground. This was her first extended time alone. The kids were out of the house and her husband wa...

Kelle was fucked! Figuratively not literally. She had lost a bet. A huge bet. She had been out of the police academy for only six weeks and Kelle was desperate to fit in. Therefore, when a group of officers, all men, had invited her for drinks after shift, she had jumped at the chance. Now she regretted it. Big time! After far too many drinks, they had suggested a game. It was a simple dice game that every bar used to hav...