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[ Story by Bhuralund (bhuralund@gmail.com) ]

My father was getting remarried after being a widower for nearly 15 years. Both my brother and I were very happy for him as he had finally found someone to spend his time with. We had always been worried about him – both of us being married and busy with our own families and all – as we could not spend as much time with him as we would have liked. Anyway, we wanted to make his marriage an exciting affair for him and decided to throw a bachelor’s party for him and his five close friends.

Of course, both of us were involved as well. A stripper or a dancer has been the show piece of any bachelor party and we really wanted to surprise our father so we hired a stripper and arranged for a large motel room to have the party away from home. As luck would have it, the stripper really fell sick on the day of the party and called me to apologize.
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“Brit, wait up!” Hannah shouted from half a block down the street. Hannah stopped in her tracks and waited a little impatiently for her best friend. “I’m sorry I was late!” Hannah puffed while pulling along side Brittany. “But if you saw what I just saw you’d be late too!” “Okay,” Brit replied with a shake of her head. “I’ll bite, what did you just see!?!” With her breathing returning to normal Hannah answered in a whispered tone, “I just saw Ben Sutherland in the raw!” Brit actually stopped in her tracks as that set in before asking, “How, how in the heck did you do that?!?” “Welllllll,” Hannah replied slowly. “You know how I’ve been helping Mrs. Freeman with her last period gym class?” Brit nodded while answering, “Yeah, you told me something about, so what?” “Well, in last week’s game Ben sprained his ankle and was in the training room sitting in the whirlpool,” she went on. “The boy’s locker room was supposed to be empty and Mrs. Freeman sent me over to get some extra basketballs!” “It was dark except for the light in the training room, and I thought someone had just left it on by mistake so I went down to shut it off!” “Then just as I stepped into the doorway Ben stood up and I saw everything!”

“Jesus, did he see you?!?” Brit asked. “Nope, I ducked back around the corner,” she replied quickly. “So tell me, how did he look?!?” Brit asked. “Whattya mean?!? Hannah asked slyly. “You know what I mean!” Brit giggled. “Was is it as big as they say it was?!?” “Ohhhhh, that,” Hannah replied, “I didn’t even notice.” “Didn’t notice!” Brittany practically shouted. “Welllllll, maybe I did get a little peek!” Hannah giggled. Aaaaaand!?!” Brit asked. “It looked like a black snake hanging down from his crotch!” Hannah whispered hoarsely. “Wow!” Brittany replied in awe. “I wish I could have been there, you get all the luck!” “Do you really wanna see it?!?” Hannah asked huskily. “And how!” her friend shot back. “Okay, meet me tonight at the library!” she ordered. “I’ve got a plan!”
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The message on Armondo’s answering machine sounded urgent, but when he realized it was just from Velma Ford, he plopped down on the sofa and started going through his mail. The usual junk mingled in with a few bills, “Nothing interesting,” he said to himself, as the phone started ringing. “Hello,” he answered, “Armondo here.” “Oh, god, I’m so glad I finally got a hold of you, this is Velma, and I really need to see you right away.” “Velma, it’s late and I’m very tired,” he sighed, “can’t this wait until another time.?.” “Oh, please,” she moaned balefully, “I’ll pay you extra if you can come over tonight, please, I really need to see you.” He thought about it for a moment or two and replied, “Just for an hour, and it will be five hundred, in cash.” “Oh, thank you,” she gushed, “five hundred will be just fine, I’ll be waiting.”

Armondo slipped into the driver’s seat of his new BMW and headed out on the Pacific Coast highway to Velma Ford’s place. Normally he would have been excited at prospect of earning five big ones for and hours work, but in this case he actually dreaded it. In Armondo’s line of work you always tried to keep your mind and body separate, but in reality that was usually impossible to do when you spent half of your day satisfying the sexual desires of a wide range of women, which wasn’t easy to do in the first place, and with older out of shape people like Velma it was definitely a challenge. Before he could even ring the bell, the large heavy wooden door swung open and he was quickly ushered in by Velma Ford. “Hi, love,” she gushed, as she led him by the arm into the living room, “I have a surprise for you.”
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