Reset Password
If you've forgotten your password, you can enter your email address below. An email will then be sent with a link to set up a new password.
Cancel
Reset Link Sent
If the email is registered with our site, you will receive an email with instructions to reset your password. Password reset link sent to:
Check your email and enter the confirmation code:
Don't see the email?
  • Resend Confirmation Link
  • Start Over
Close
If you have any questions, please contact Customer Service
Forgot password?
Blogs > tomboytgirl68 > Me Without Anything Else

Prelude to Whatever from "That Saturday Night ... Fever" part 5.  

tomboytgirl68 55T
Ask me for a photo
23 posts
4/21/2021 4:21 pm
Prelude to Whatever from "That Saturday Night ... Fever" part 5.

Of course, perhaps, under different circumstances ... or as I thought then, probably most anyone besides Jimmy ... it might be at least palatable ... but it was going be Jimmy. I mean, ever since the end of my Sophomore year in HS and my 1st real BF, yes, on a couple of occasions or so, I had found myself in bed with someone I would not have even thought about dating or even gone lunch with. So, it wasn't that I had definite moral scruples against going bed with someone that I knew I was not nor could no be in love with. It was not that I couldn't sorta remove myself from all the details of what I would be experiencing; I actually could sorta zone out, or glaze over, or dull an experience at times, block it out or figuratively hold my breath, till it was "done". But this was going be with Jimmy ... Jimmy the pubescent, sarcastic, little brat going close 30 and his little pack of rats, all dirty minded, judgmental, gossiping snots ... this was Jimmy ... Jimmy was going FUCK me. Very soon, Jimmy was going look at me, all of my body ... Jimmy was going touch me, wherever Jimmy wanted to ... Jimmy was going to enter me ... Jimmy was going to enter me and deposit on me or inside of me ... a bit of Jimmy, the sexual essence of Jimmy. Jimmy was going to FUCK me.

Then he will lie about his adventure with me and there will be times that Jimmy and I will have to be socially in proximity to each other ... and he will probably catch my eye and wink or whatever. He will never forget me and what he is going to do. I hate Jimmy and that night, then was when I began to hate Jimmy. That night, in a very short time, I could no longer just despise or be disgusted by Jimmy. Very soon Jimmy would soon, by most social standards, achieve the major<b> physical </font></b>conquest that a man can have over a woman or what or whomever he considers his sexual prey. I hate Jimmy.

And with that thought, I knotted the top of the bag and leaned forward and dangled the bag up between and in front of the seats and it was immediately grabbed, jerked out of my hands and disappearing down and towards the Professor's lap. And that was that, along with the bag went most of my modesty and my dignity. At least for the very near future and until my "ride" was over ... and I could at least take a long bath, both inside and outside my body ... but perhaps never out of my mind either.....
... xox Kaycee.

Become a member to create a blog