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Me and Ms. DAWN 1977 . I had to Google the date Elvis the King died. It was Tuesday August 16 .1977 . All of our crew was in junior high. Joe,and his brother the Italian Stallions, Nick blondie ,his parents were deaf and worked., and me the extra terrestrial brother were running San Jose Mercury News and San Jose News . They were the basicly the same paper but the editorials and coverage were different, The Mercury was their top brand but others preferred San Jose News. Rule one give the customer what they want. Nick was running papers at 10. Our Route Supervisor was Cecil a tall dark heavy set about 6'-"3 brother about 50. He was cool but if you were slipping he was on you. He did not go into long speeches. When he had time he would say something nice to you or just chat until it was time to leave to see about his next drop. We were early. I remember me and Joe sleeping on warm news papers with a box of day old donuts taking a nap. Cecil wiping the grin off his face busted on us; " Look at you two lazy mother fuckers, just make sure your on time, I have to hear these bitches complain and if you do not collect on time.I have to hear a bunch of bullshit.Spoken like a man to men. He did not curse us much. He was coaching us. He gave you the scoop the 411 and we heard that radio squak about his location. Cecil had to stocknand collect the newspaper machine they tracked how many papers sold at certain times aand a router manger had to fill them, ifvhe was low on papers he had to go back and load up.This was before GPS and spying in on people remotely.He liked to talk a little trash once in a while. He was funny too. Joe and I had our papers bagged bundled and folded fast. Time to lay it on the door mat. We played baseball on little leauge teams and we could pitch and throw. If a customer was an ass. I hit the door and the paper hit the doormat. It was magic, I had a few really difficult shots. I had curves screeballs floaters and the heater was for clowns.Except Roy's house. He dropped out of school at 13. He decidec to work with his Dad in thier junkyard. They sold the house and bought another one about 3years later.His house had hedges and and dirt that turned into mud when it rained.If you did not hit it in a 3ftbwindow ,you had to walk up and put it on the mat. I missed once and it was muddy and I was one paper short praying there were extras. It was practical and logical. Whatever hapoened even if Cecil had to scamble for a paper she would get hers delivered on time. She did not read it till she got hone. Her husband took his paper and coffe time at his broads house.( i figured it out rewriting)All four of us took our routes and organized them by area not time frames.Cecil knew yhe best way but any k**s with a brain figure it out fast.Nick was the vet Cecil put him in charge to run it down. We had certain jerkoffs that wanted their paper earlier. All of them except one were fucking liars. We figured out to stsrt get rid of them and then enjoy tossing papers.I knew the problem people and the cry babies. We found out quick. That's why I made Dawn's house my last stop. She was 4 steets back from me in the Sunwood cul-de-sac. I wanted to see her smile. I ran that fantasy of her in my head a few times. I snuck one of my dad's adult novels. Interracial Sex by Dr.Carlotta Faus. I wound up reading it.Me thinks I should find it and reread it.It had some grainy porn photos in black and white of various races ,straight couples,all adult ages having sex sex the photo section was not big enough. I beat that dick thinking about her and some other females. it was the money shots of everything possible with a male dick and a receptive female. I was drawn to the young black studs hitting grannies and milfs. Boy I had buckets. I had my first wet dream at 11. I cleaned up the messand put my underwear in the washer with the dirty clothes.A lot of good fresh come went to waste back then. My record to beat it and come ,was 23 times in 24hours at age 16. My dick was 7 inches and hard as diamonds. Whats so funny it look teeny weenie especially overweight and or tired.You could bounce a hammer off it. A SLIGHTLY BENT DICK ( Know I know Beyonce sang to the left?)THAT WOULD arc up against my stomach at 100 percent. Hard in 30 seconds, The Mother fucker looked mad. When the head is lighter you can tell when the blood pressure is at max. Dennis was my tag along pal. He was gregarious and a total opportunist. If he could pull a scam and get over he did it well. He got a F in a class and made it look like a B to show his parents.Chuckling as he did it and showed me. I used the same technique a few times on other papers. It was verybpassable. A forger too, huh and buit like Superman.He was the strongest person at or school ,adult or c***d. He look like a pro fighter. He worked out like a mad man.I knew his two of his other brothers,I never met the baby he went with his mom.His mom was a dark brown Puerto Rican lady heavy set. With thick dark ,nice hair. She spoke to me only once,and had a nice voice she had a nice smile too, cute. I don't remember beating off to her image in my mind. I had a fat complex. I was chubby now in 7th grade . In 6th grade I was slim and had a great falsetto singing voice. On my birthday my voice cracked because I snuck some of my dad's southern comfort.Pop had a nice bar stocked then. I would sneak shots. I could not mesmerise people anymore. I gave up the guitar. My teacher was an old guy named Mr Lima. He started me out on American classics, he was training me to play Spanish,Latin, Rock,Blues,Classical,Soul . He was a rocker and jazz musician back in the day, he would get calls for studio session or a group needed him he also stressed classical music and I learned to read music and how to project my voice. He wanted his students to learn to compose music.He lived by James lick High school. In a big house. The basement was his studio which was ground level. It had a giant concrete stairway, it even had a damn storage room with a door in the stairwell. It looked like a New Orleans big cottage It actually had 3 level . It was just him and his wife then.He was hitting 65 ?,What a great teacher he was and just a nice man. He knew I did not practice much but when I had to deliver I had the chops to hit the licks.I went from plucking strings to caressing it like a woman. He did not nag. He reminded me to put in an hour and day then 30 minutes when I am a professional. He really loved to play, obviouly his wife came a close second. He made me restring a guitar a few times and tune it by ear. Everything was everything.I went and practiced the day before my lesson.He taught Jim Plunkett, two time superbowl champion the guitar and a lot more I bet. Mr Plunkett parents were blind and he was the baby. His parents were old too. He went though a bit of struggle, growing up and playing football . I got to look him up on Google.. Dawn had just put her husband out.I never knew but Dumpster diver Dennis did ,he lived on her street. Her man moved in with the other woman,She was telling Me and Dennis what happened. That broad called her house early, when he left for work. Dawn told her you can have him ! She looked and sounded very mad like she wanted to take off their heads. Boy when that fool got home it was on . Dawn was short 4-10 on the petite side at first glance,but you really had to see her naked. Dennis was working on easing his ass in her house. They same way he eased his ass overvmy house. One thing we have is food. You can offer somebodyba clean glass of water or something and something to eat. Thats how you treat quests. The old waysvare best, Oh Vanity of Vanities ; there is nothing new under the SUN !; SAID THE PREACHER.We used to saythe 70's."Watch out divorced women are hot to trot.The baseball coaches Mike and Mike always laughed about that stuff. They would make us run laps at the beginning and that or winds prints at they end. We all could move well nobody was a speed demon. Just some average boys.The coaches would bust open a beer a blaze a joint as we ran. If any other k**s say that we did not say shit. We loved these guys. We went from the caller fighting the two teams that we selected to win . We eliminated the Yankees but the Red Sox had some pitchers with hard stuff. I saw some hot wives on my street now single ready to mingle cladies in the Really nice and unique, she had a tawny almost tan complexion, not quite pink or tan and had very light freckles. Steve and Sally. Steve got caught slipping she had him comeback for overnight visits then she sold the house and moved. I remember the boys on the block and the dad's could not wait for Sally to cut or water her yard. ""Hey Sally how are you? " Fine. NO SHI@T we wanna fuck your brains out Ms. Sally they Sort pretty and nice mexican lady with nice eveything. Salky was the cute girl next door type 5'"-2 with 40s. She would do the yardwork with a bikini and Steve got of f work I bet he had a good meal ready. Chasing strange pussies is a diseease and could be a terminal condition.Nobody had anything bad to say about her.. I never asked Dawn where she grew up or her about her past. She obviously loved her still married parents. Why dig ? Elvis the King of Rock and Roll died Tuesday. So the next morning they put together an Elvis Presley edition. Dummy thick. I had about 50 extras. I sold some for two bucks then 5 and 10 dollars because they news paper machines were empty at 4 in the morning,. I had a fat wad of money. I could of played people . I did not want to stand out there milking them to the highest bidders it was cop and go. Elvis Fans went fucking nuts. I could of auctioned my left overs . Cecil was on the fly refilling his machines. I bet he had people line up at his truck for 10 and 20 I heard the last one went for 50 bucks in a second. I rang the bell and waited I knew she had to leave for work usually at around 6 she sometimes left work for five. She was up early. Yes ! The early bird gets the worm. I was all ready lifted. I guess it's a dead give away I had a crush on he.Dennis was a horn dog he knew every divorced woman in the tract. He had not fucked anybody yet and was and a virgin too. If you got caught up in his bullshit, he was Don Juan, I told him you dumbass she is my last stop she is always home by 6. Her husband and her were my best customers,always like clockwork. That habit can be used against you too. I prefer to get something done when it's done and change routine. You would be amazed making a stop or leaving later changes things. They always had a check ready and somebody was home to give it to me and thank me . They complimented my about my timely sevice a great attitude. I even had short conversations, just small talk. They looked happy it was roomy for two people. All these homes were built by Lyon. You could be . another city and be in the same neighbour hood.. I was a very poisitive k** if you draw me out smoothly.Dennis took me over there to run interferecebin fact we both hugged her I got a woidy then she had to make some calls. So we left. I cant remember when this started or how many times we did not see her much. Her car was home. We Kind of esed off. I did anyway Dennis the Menace was on a mission. I CAN IMAGINE when she got off work after her 6-6" burly but not fat husband he trapped a on buzz saw and a raging hell of female furry. They split what they had in the house. Maybe our tract was going on three years oldm then I Googled it ,it looks bombed out and depleted. Old dead cars parked. Straight in the ghetto now. Dawn said:" HI "! I handed her her Elvis she was not a big Elvis Fan but she wanted it. She said why don't you come in and sit down. Do you want some cookies and milk I was gazing in her green round eyes lost. She was smiling and dashed in the kitchen, She had a white bath robe on. I could smell that fresh scent of soap, some perfume, and subconsciously smelling fresh tasty pussy. She asked me;" I have oreos, chocolate chip and oatmeal.!" I said;"Please give me a little of them all,Dawn.!" She came back holding a nice small plate with about 6 cookies and a about a 20oz large glass of cold milk. I ate a box of day old donuts with Joe. I sat there listening to her. She asked me do you have a girlfriend Hersey? No mam! I get nervous and do not wanna get hurt !" She said;" Who do you like !" told her 3 girls are really nice to me but I have a friend in every class. She laughed. Tracy got mad at me and said You need to get away from me, you and your bent dick. I had no answer for that in Science class that . Trust me I snapped back later Lord Tracy and I could get lovey dovey. We did like each other They had some conceited hoes that let you know that they are not interested in you. I vibes them out. I could of been testy and said so nasty thingsI prefer not to start sbut I love button pushers, I make you get raw and real.. when you see me in a that mode ,you know your in my comfort zone. Like a cat on a corned mouse. Waiting for the mouse to move.Tracymoved away. There was M and her two buddies they all dug me, why? My Beautifal Tracy was my height dark skin that glowed and she had a rack of fat boobs at 12. Back to me and Dawn. Dawn said it obvious they have women that will like you all you have to do is be yourself. You funny,smart and you have talent and determination. Your a handsome guy. Me and Dennis went there a lot, we did not see Dawn much or after the King died. I remember around last Christmas she handed me a ten dollar tip, Her husband Handsome Mountain Mike gave me a ten dolkar tip before all the drama happened. He asked me to come over and take this and dont tell my wife. Fuck I was tripping hard how that popped into my mind then and now.Hersey ,have you ever made love honey? Nnnno ,I stuttered,my dick hard. I am going to show how I want you to do it to me. Kiss me. relax. I was nervous when I felt her lips ,I felt a shudder and goosebumps. I felt hot. She taught me the French kiss. I was loving that she opened her robe. Come with me, I did. I touched her warm skin kissed her breasts suck them , she said stop. I did. Lay down. She blew me a great blow job. Not in my top ten because it was just a thank you or feel this Hersey. It was better than my hand , Damn Maam !?You were ready so fast, I want to sit on it,you just relax. ...., She rode me she came multiple times. She was multi orgasmic . That thrill me to no end. The knockout orgasm is my goal. I read a sex manual on how theymtrain boys at 13 to please women on a Magia a Samoan islad. Native Americans and other"primitive" cultures have classifications for shapes of women's clitoris's and labia lips. and an effective method that should work rShe ground her red bush on me. I gripped her ass. I saw the color flush on those pale oranges.I popped when she popped we looked at the clock. She paniced and put on some white panties and slipped on her jeans. She kissed me and said that was better than my husband ever did . I was a virgin when we met. Come here Saturday when you finish. Make sure your parents are not worried. OK. I walked out, the bike ride was weird. About two minutes that seemed in slow motion I was not focused. I walked in my house and went up stairs. My mom had left for work. Dad was early he was knocked out, He must of had a rough night. Lucky me. I do not remember any thing else except on Saturday I had sex all day. The first thing she did after she taught me to eat her out her beautiful fire red bush for about ten minutes. She did not tell me to do much. She would say yes,yes,yes,yes, right there harder to the left. Down ,taste it, that's good. A fish to pussy, Those fuck books helped. She made me stop.She said wait. I have to use the bathroom dear. She had went in the bathroom cleaned out her ass with an enema and lubed it.( I figured it when she came back.) She said lets do somthing different, your getting me really hot you fucking stud. You love my ass dont you.? Yes it's perfect and beautiful. Look a it now ! She grabbed her ass on both cheeks and I saw a tight brown pucker,and a pink pussy with light brown lips and and an pale pink wet pussy open. I looked and the hood of her pussy.Her clit button tip was shiny hot salmon pink I could s the p It had me transfixed. by Dawn smooth round little butt aand her more rapid breathing.I just followed instructions soon I had my first and second finger I started by pushing one finger lubing her ring and my middle finger and slide it in noticing a flat spot just past the ring I rubbed it . It was an area where the vaginal wall up against the rectum I slipped two fingers, a piece of perfection. Very hot. Me and open ass and an erection. Oh boy. He he You are an ass man,I noticed that about you.Try it out and see if its good Hersey. Go in the nightstand get the lube. I had never used any but there was only one bottle.Put some lube on you fingers and push it slowly in dont force it.She moaned a low moan I just let my middle finger slip in,( snug) he was up in the bedbuph room. Ok tv.had dinner and stayed the night. I came back sunday. We had quickies.everday I would leave my house after six my parents wew old school ,Boy you better be home when the streetlights come on. They loosed that up. My fruend did not live far away. No calker ID.I was pumping that BMX bike I used my ten speed for long ride to the county line. I would go everywhere alone. Loving it. Sometimes I took my brother,all four of bikes matched. My dad was f that pick outba Huffy and lets go. WE preffered our mom to shop with us. She is patientband picks out better things. We even customized them the same. The only differences were the seats. and tossing papers in another zone. She warned me that the house was sold and she was leaving. Damn crushed. I went by After the route she had left. I was numb like I hd a belly ache I layed down put on my clock radio. I ain't going to school; "Fuck it !" I got over it after a few days. MY Dad was up, fuck my plans. He said " Hersey get your ass up and get to school you have A'''s and B's don't start fuckiing it up. Pops tried to keep hisvlanguage clean especiallynwhen around mynmother.mIf pressed he dont give a fuck. Father likevsons in many ways. When my dad cursed me which was not often I moved my ass.I got the message and that tone and cursing me know he was tired and sleepy and Hewould be up reading orv watching T.V, when we got back from school that time was a good time to My mom started coming home at 7 or 8 'oclock. House clean my Dad made or bought something theybate and my mom would doze off. She was getting it in at a new top dollar electronic assemly job. When she stopped at a srore it was bread,milk eggs, or ice cream she brought back. They went shopping if they were in the mood to usually Satuday My brother the pretty boy was a confidence man. My dad got on him more than me. It was like a young person dealing with an older clone. It was some funny shit when my brother was talking shit in his frosh/ Soph. Practice jersey . He was 6ft then cocky. My dad asked him to take out the trash before your mother gets home. He flipped back I am gonna get it. My dad busted on him ;"You gonna get you ass fucked up ;If you don't move now.!" No bullshit ! I knew that look on my dad's face. He had that look on his face during a school race that day it was black versus mexican. He picked me up with a butcher knife in his right hand.He never hit us he explained it I a a new r c***d and I am a grown man if I lose my temper I could really hurt you plus your your mammas baby. My mom's folks could be really stern. They did little talking a stick or switch came out. Have a lick. Everybody moved then, My mom was really tired one wendsday. It was my week to vacuum and do trash detail she read the schedule wrong. I told her ; " You made a simple mistake, MA! " That statement hit a button. I knew I was in some shit. She boomed You want to defy me you little mother fucker? " She went for her electric cord. May that sucker was stinging. I was a cry baby but now it ain't happening " I am a man ,you can't hurt me! Oh it was furious my mom tossed away the cord and went I her belt. I was hopping around at first but then I felt no more pain I kept mocking her hits come on get a switch. She did we went from the kitchen family room in stone gate. I kept yelling " You can't beat me!" I think I pick I me thing fro Muhamed Ali. The greatest of all time. Bevready at all times. Be ready. I was she was not they had a lot of stress on the workers in that place. She was friends witha Hatian co-worker after she understood what hevwas mumbling as he walked around cursing them back in French.I belive it was pussy cocksucker. He was shocked she understood him. She explained she is from Louisiana andbgrew upmspeaking Creole and it was common when she was a k**. He was my moms best friend there and had her back.Now I understand why my mom popped.She had a nervous breakdown sobbing for twenty minutes. She started laughing manically. With ascrewy look I never saw before from her then or since. Imhave seen itnon other facesvlater.You Know what I am going to do to you bitch? I am going to call your father and he will handle thiis younlittle motherfucker! Go to your room. OhnshitbIndid notbsleep with the thought of my father in this mess. Imdid fall asleepmI herd his re Datsun come into our driveway on Candia They put pressure and fuck with you and your supposed to jump like a trained monjey. When any mother fucker in the work place goes that route let them know I am a slave that dont give a fuck. What do I have lose ? NOTHING! It's how and what you say back . I got endless bits or I might just say guardedly how I feel abou. SIMPLY I am working as hard as i can fuck you in your ass ! I might say , You want this done right? Yes BLAH BLAH BLAH. NOW ITS RAH RAH RAH ,Well I dont care what you want. It will be finished when I finish it or it will not get finished. I ignore their reaction and go back to it. People are under a lot of stress with less free time today. The wrong word or action can make a kitten a dragon. My father is a prime example He lets you know he is gonna cap you as he smiles with glee. ow he New Orleans and Korea made him like that. He trained us like soldiers but was not strict. Make you bed clean you room. One week you vacuum and take out the trash the other one wash dishes. The end. I watched my brother behind the pool table.My brother Said Make me you to old to do anything. Here it comes my brain flashed as my brother stepped to my Dad. Bad move my Dad grabbed him and threw him into the open clothes dryer head first he was banging him up. My brother was on his own on this one when me Dad released him. He was cowering like a scared bitch. I was laughing my ass off and still do. I reminded him of that day and he acted like nothing was said as I laughed my ass off. That was about ten years ago. My dad died of emphysema Thanksgiving 1999. That's why I don't give a fuck about it eat and not dwell on it about 4 years ago I gained 40 pounds eating holiday meals. I did not have my plates piled up but had seconds it was good . My dad was 49 when he had to put the pimp hand on him and demos tate that the right old man can whip a young cocky suka. Any way I know she fucked Dennis too but I was preferred. Dennis bragged about his fat purple dick he was in 7th grade. His dad was only 6 but his cock was fat around like a silver dollar. I said nothing. I should of said let's discuss chicks not dicks bitch. Damn dropped a hint. Next time I decide to get married ,that man should have decent equipment and know what to do, your 12 with a bigger dick than a grown man. Your better to have around Dennis is too agressive and is not a good listener. He thinks he can can charm people with with laughing and smiling he is a con man watch him. You are honest and can say amazing things and you listen well. Just be patient and make good choices. 100 Dawn game set match 40 love .