1. Proclivities


    Date: 5/25/2016, Categories: First Time, Lesbian Sex, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    When I relocated on the west coast two years ago, I was virtually penniless. I had moved to get as far away from my ex-boyfriend as possible. Our relationship had soured, and when I attempted to break up with him, he had grown obsessive and, in a word, scary. He stalked me, called me night and day on the telephone, and showed up at my workplace so frequently that I had been fired. I got a restraining order against him, though that had not slowed him down much. I changed my phone number, but he somehow had got hold of it. I simply couldn't get away from him. One day at the spa, while my friend Susan and I were enjoying a sauna, I complained about how seriously deranged I thought he had become. Susan laughed and said, &#034Why don't you move to the coast? Surely he wouldn't follow you there. And besides, you've been complaining about getting away from the Midwest as long as I can remember. Here's your chance.&#034 At first, I laughed it off, thinking that I would never be so bold as to make such a big change. But the more I thought about it, the more sense it began to make. I was a single woman approaching 30, my job only netted me $1500/month and promised no promotion or raise in the immediate future, and since both of my parents had died several years back, there was really nothing keeping me in the Midwest -- except maybe for my friends, Susan and Trenton. When I told Susan that I didn't want to leave them behind, she told me that a move would give them a chance to ...
    visit the coast. &#034It's something I've always wanted to do,&#034 she said. And it was almost as simple as that. The only hitch was money: specifically, the amount of money that such a big move would cost. Nonetheless, I began doing some research at the library. The way I saw it, I would want to move to a relatively big city to maximize job prospects, and I knew that I wouldn't want to live in Southern California: too hot, and I hated palm trees. San Francisco was a possibility, though I knew that it was a very expensive place to live. My other two choices were Portland and Seattle, neither of which I knew anything about at all. But that didn't stop me from reading up on the cities, buying newspapers from there to look over the classifieds, and checking out real estate. Susan was a gem through the whole ordeal: she helped me with the planning and provided all the encouragement I needed. I sent out numerous queries to test the market. Then, I waited. One, two, then three weeks passed with no news. I was beginning to get discourage when a small package arrived in the mail. Litmus Publishing Company was opening a new branch office in Seattle (they were based in Portland), and they had sent me literature on the company. They were looking for office staff, and it appeared immediately obvious that my decade long history of clerical work at three publishing companies inthe Midwest made me a perfect candidate for the job. I beefed up my resume and attached a charming cover letter: ...
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