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This is dedicated to KRR1957, one of the best authors on Literotica, whose stories have inspired this one.
I was immediately disgusted by the prospect of what was facing me. Here I was, lying here, having just performed oral sex on this quite overweight colleague of mine. And now she was expecting me to use my tongue on her ass. I had never been into this kind of sex, and while I had once or twice had a lover who had suggested I do this to her, I had refused every time. The prospect of this was just too much for me to bear, and somehow my superego kicked in to compel me to resist. I raised my hands and used them to start to push against Elizabeth's ass cheeks, trying to get her off of me.
She must have been surprised by my resistance and to feel my hands on her ass, as she jumped up and spun around. "What the hell do you think you're doing, slut?" she yelled at me.
I was caught by surprise by the depth of her anger, and I instinctively replied, "I'm sorry, but I can't do that."
"Can't, or won't?" she asked, glaring at me. "I suspect you can do a lot more than you may be willing to do."
I began to get confused again, and didn't know how to reply. I simply lie there, her juices starting to dry on my face, looking at her.
"Let's try this again, pig. Either you're going to willingly stick that nice tongue of yours right up my ass, or I'm going to tie you to this bed and smother you with it. And if you don't think I can do that, you're going to be in for quite a surprise."
I looked at her, not knowing whether to believe her or not. I knew that I couldn't willingly lick her ass because of my deep down aversion to that, it was just too debasing for me to even contemplate. But I simply didn't know whether the hypnotic state I was in would compel me to lie there submissively while she tied me to the bed and followed through on her threat.
Not hearing any verbal resistance to what she had just told me, she went on. "So what's it going to be? Are we going to do this the easy way, or the hard way?"
"I can't do it," I mumbled under my breath.
"What was that?"
I repeated, this time a little louder. "I said I can't do that."
Another look of anger crossed Elizabeth's face, and she leaned down, putting her face right in front of mine. But after a few seconds, the anger left, and a slight smile creased her mouth. "Well then, my little boy, we're just going to have to force you now, aren't we?"
With that she got up from the bed, and I saw her reach down and open up a drawer of the nightstand next to it. My mind told me to get up and run out of there, but the connection between my cognitive functioning and physical responses was still not working. All I could do was simply lie there, watching her.
She reached into the drawer and came out with something in her hand that I couldn't see at first. She pushed the drawer closed with her foot, and stood by the side of the bed.
"Okay, get your clothes off."
I looked at her, not understanding at first. I started to ask why, but as soon as I opened my mouth, she repeated the command, glaring at me. This second time it clicked, and not being able to resist, I sat up and slowly began unbuttoning my shirt. As I did so, I became painfully aware again of the scent of her arousal in the room. It hit me once more like a heavy blanket over my senses as I finished the last button, and pulled the shirt off of my body.
I undid the button on my pants, and as I unzipped them, I couldn't help but feel how soaked they were from her pussy juice that leaked onto them when she had been sitting on me earlier and forcing me to suck her huge tits. After unzipping them, I lifted my ass off of the bed so as to be able to slide them off my legs. As I did this, I looked up and saw Elizabeth standing there, naked with a look on her face that I could only interpret as anticipation. I threw the pants over the side of the bed, next to my shirt, and then leaned down and took off my shoes and socks, throwing them on the growing pile of clothes. I lied back down.
"You're not done yet, my little boy. Get those boxers off too."
I couldn't get my hands to comply with her command. The humiliation of having my colleague do this to me, see me like this, was too much for me. The feeling of shame was heightened by the fact that I had a rather obvious erection causing my boxers to tent, a sight that I knew could not be missed by Elizabeth.
As if on cue, she remarked, "Well, looks like you and your little dick are enjoying this all a bit more than you care to let on, aren't you?"
I didn't know how to respond. On the one hand, I felt incredibly humiliated and degraded by the way she was treating me. Cognitively, I knew that I had been hypnotized, but that did little to relieve my shame. But on the other hand, I could not deny the way that my body was reacting to what she had been doing to me. I still couldn't will my hands to move toward my boxers.
"Okay, if you won't do it, I'll do it for you," she said to me. With that she dropped what she had been holding in her hands, and reached over and using both her hands, put one on each of the leg holes, and quickly yanked them apart. The soft cotton fabric tore, leaving the boxers in shreds next to me.
"There now," she laughed, "wasn't that much easier?" She grabbed the remaining fabric and pulled it from underneath me, now leaving me totally naked in front of her, my stiff cock very noticeably sticking it out.
"Not a very impressive looking little dick you have there, Bob, especially for someone as tall as you. I would have expected it to be much bigger, but guess you're the exception to the supposed correlation between height and dick size." She gave a cackle, and continued, "Not that it matters, since I have little use for that anyway."
I knew she was trying her best to humiliate me, and it was working. I normally felt very confident with women, especially when it came to sex, but the combination of the continual degradation she was heaping on me, along with the knowledge that I couldn't fight against what she was doing, had worn me down. I couldn't respond to what she was saying, and lie there silently in shame.
She bent over and retrieved from the floor what she had gotten out of the drawer. As she came closer to my head, I could see that she was holding some leather cuffs and ropes. She proceeded to grab my right wrist, and I instinctively tried to yank it away. She had a firm grip, however, and I was still not able to formulate a strong defense to her even though deep down I knew I ought to be fighting her. She wrapped the cuff around my wrist, and secured the Velcro catch tightly. She then took the rope, and tied it to one of the posts of the headboard.
When she grabbed my other wrist, I didn't even bother trying to resist, realizing that I had no choice but to submit to her wishes. She tied that one also, and then proceeded to do the same to my ankles, tying them to the posts of the footboard, in the process pulling my body a ways down the bed so that I was about in the middle of it. She rearranged the pillows under my head as I found myself spread-eagled on the bed, unable to move more than a few inches in either direction.
"There, that's better," Elizabeth said, looking at me from the bottom of the bed with a self-satisfied grin on her face. "That'll make things just a little bit easier."
With that, she again climbed up onto the bed, threw her meaty leg over my chest, and straddled me again facing my feet. Now I could feel the dampness of her pussy hairs directly on my chest, without the barrier of my shirt between us. Once more I was presented with the view of her ample ass cheeks less than a foot in front of me, and it was quite clear what was coming. I steeled myself for it, knowing that between the hypnosis and the restraints, I would have no choice but to acquiesce to her demands.
"Okay, slut boy, let's go," and she scooted back toward my mouth, sitting up a bit in the process. This brought her into contact with my lips, and I began to lightly kiss her cheeks, first one, then the other, hoping that this might satisfy her. It was to no avail however, as she reached behind herself, and slapped me not-so-lightly on the cheek. "Use your tongue, idiot," she commanded.
I tentatively stuck out my tongue and ran it up and down one cheek. At the top of her ass I could taste her sweat, quite salty as I first touched each spot. Lower down, however, the saltiness was mixed with more of a musky taste, as I reached that part of her body where her pussy juices had dried after the long bout of cunnilingus I had performed on her earlier. The taste sensation was mixed in with the aroma of her arousal, which was still quite strong.
I repeated the process on the other cheek, receiving the same jolt to my senses as I ran my tongue up and down. She must have been enjoying this, because a satisfying sounding sigh emanated from her lips, and she said, "Very good, slut, I knew you had it in you."
Up until this point, I had carefully avoided her crack, which I could see had a rivulet of sweat running down the downy hairs that helped define it. But she now proceeded to scoot back just a bit, enough to make an unambiguous demand on my oral ministrations. Just in case I had any question about her intent, she made it clear what she wanted. "Use it on my crack, now, and I mean the whole thing."
Once more I resigned myself to my fate, and lightly began to lick up and down her crack. As with her cheeks, I could taste her sweat at the top of it, and at the bottom the mixture of sweat and her pussy juices that had spread over her body earlier. The downy hairs tickled my tongue a bit. Up and down I went, doing my best not to go too low, knowing what foreboding depths would greet me there if I allowed myself.
She seemed satisfied with this, as I continued for a few minutes, alternating between her cheeks and crack, and she continued to sigh every now and then. Just when I thought this would be the extent of it, I felt her lift up on her knees just an inch or so, and lean forward, grabbing my ankles with her hands.
There it was, right in front of me, what I had carefully been trying to avoid the last ten minutes or so. Her brown, wrinkled pucker was less than an inch from my lips. I saw her look back around her shoulder, straight into my eyes, and she smiled at me. With an almost imperceptible nod, she commanded me to go ahead.
I resignedly stuck out my tongue and lightly made contact with her rosebud. It felt slightly rough and wrinkled, not unlike her large nipples I had sucked on earlier in the evening. I swirled my tongue around in circles on the outer ridge of her asshole, my saliva combining with her sweat and pussy juice that had collected there. It had both a musky and tangy taste, one I had never experienced before.
After a minute of this, I heard her voice again. "Okay, enough playing around, I want to feel it in there, pig," she commanded
Continuing to be unable to resist, I had no choice but to comply. I pointed my tongue right at the center of the pucker, and gave a tentative push. There was resistance at first, but within a few seconds, I could feel it give way, allowing my tongue to enter. I now felt that my debasement was complete, that the humiliation she was making me endure could get no worse.
I poked my tongue in and out, and as I did so, she began to moan in a similar fashion to when I had been orally servicing her earlier. As I pushed in, she gently pushed her body back ever-so-slightly, forcing my tongue in even deeper.
After another minute or two of this, I realized that she was starting to build toward an orgasm again. The same heavy breathing, moans, and shaking began to wrack her body. "Harder," she almost screamed at me.
I did my best to pick up the tempo, pushing even further into her asshole, hoping that the orgasm would come and bring me relief from the weight of her body on my face. Finally, after five more pistoning movements, it came, shaking her body even more wildly than her earlier orgasm. I could feel her juices again running down onto my face, this time off of my chin and down onto my neck and chest.
She must have shaken like that for a good 30 seconds, sitting with her ass directly on my face, pinching my nose and mouth together. Once again, I thought I was going to suffocate, but just when I thought I would pass out, she rolled off of me and lay down next to me. I could see her huge tits bobbing up and down as she tried to catch her breath.
After another minute, she was able to speak again. "Wow, that was pretty good, boy," she congratulated me. "I've never cum just from having my asshole licked like that, but then again, I've never had anyone do it like that before," she laughed.
I turned my head away from her in shame, unable and unwilling to make eye contact with her. I knew that the hypnosis had made me unable to fight back, but nevertheless, it was still incredibly humiliating to be used like this by someone I had no interest in.
It was almost as if she were reading my mind, though, because she reached over and grabbed a hold of what I now realized was my very stiff cock. "Just like before, you little pig, you enjoyed being debased like this, didn't you? Your cock does like it now, doesn't it?"
I realized she was right, that I had been quite hard through the whole experience. She immediately let go of it, and sat up, then got off of the bed. "Time to get us cleaned up and get a little something to eat. We have to get ready for our guests, don't we?"
With all of the intensity focused on my oral servicing of Elizabeth, I had somehow completely forgotten about her plan to have some friends over later in the evening. I let out a groan in contemplation of what was still to come.
"Aw, c'mon, sport – it won't be that bad," she laughed as she whacked my thigh. "I'll get you untied and let you get hosed off."
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The Lesson
"Oh Hi sweetheart! How are you this afternoon?" Jason beamed into his cell phone. "Oh just stopped for a bite to eat. What are you up to?"
Christy sat across from Jason in the tiny diner that had been, for years, their lunchtime meeting place. A remodeled train car, Dan's Diner was a quaint little place on the side of I-12. The other patrons were the typical mix of truckers and traveling salesmen as Chris scanned the tiny joint becoming more and more upset. She and Jason had been having an affair for almost 8 years now. She had always known he was married but didn't care, until recently. They met at a sales seminar, Jason was 32 years old and just establishing himself in the company, while Chris had just graduated high school and was working part time at the hotel. Chris fell for his charm immediately and being that she planned on college, his marriage didn't matter to her.
It was 8 years later now. Chris finished college, got a great job as the manager of the hotel she started working for when she met Jason, and was ready to take him up on all the promises of leaving his wife and starting their own life together.
"Oh babe" Jason laughed into his cell further irritating Chris.
Since Jason and his wife never had planned on kids, Chris couldn't understand what was holding him back. The last few months had been rough for them. Jason repeatedly would take calls from his wife while with Chris and their time alone had been slowly disappearing.
"Alright Baby Doll… love you too! See you tonight" Jason hung up the phone sealing his fate.
Oh no he did not! Chris thought to herself. "Baby Doll" was her nickname! That was it. She was going to make him pay for that. Chris had an idea, but was unsure whether or not to go thru with it, but now she was completely sure. The rest of their lunch was typical; a lot of flirting, some light petting and more promises from Jason.
3 Days Later.
Chris dressed in her favorite black leather corset, thigh high black leather boots, fishnet stockings and a black leather choker. She did her make-up flawlessly and did her long black hair up in a very professional and sexy style. Next she put on a very conservative tailored grey pant suit and neck high blouse that hid her corset and choker. In a black duffle bag, Chris packed some supplies to carry out her plan, put it in the trunk of her car and, after placing a quick call, headed out to Jason's house.
It was 3:00pm when Chris pulled into the drive of Jason's secluded home. A large three story Victorian styled home nestled deep in the woods of his 20 acre property. She checked herself in the mirror, took a deep breath and approached the door.
Ding-Dong… moments later, the door opened.
Meanwhile, Jason was closing his biggest deal of the month. Once all the details were taken care of, he called in the order and told the office he was taking the rest of the week off. Jason tried calling Christy, but she never answered. He sat in the parking lot of the Motel 6 disappointed. He was hoping to have time with her since his wife wouldn't expect him home for another four hours. His mind wandered to the many times they were together. Originally it had been a somewhat normal affair. However, after discovering Dom/Sub relationships, Chris took him as her slave. Reluctant at first, it took Jason only a few hours to give her full control over him when they had their little meetings. Thanks to her, he was able to explore all kinds of things that he never would have experienced otherwise. Grabbing his cell, he dialed her number again… no answer. Dejected, he headed home.
The house was quiet as Jason entered thru the side door. "Hey Babe… I'm home!" he shouted to Genevieve. "Gen baby, where are ya?" he grabbed a beer from the fridge and made his way thru the kitchen and into the living room.
Beer and glass went everywhere as the bottle slid from Jason's hand and crashed down onto the marble floor. His jaw hung open in disbelief, eyes wide and dilated.
"What are you doing Chris?"
She stood in her leather corset, fishnets, choker, and boots in the center of the room. Next to her was a black duffle bag.
"Get a towel and clean up your mess Slave. Now!" Chris shouted, her tone clearly put her in control. Jason hurried back to the kitchen to retrieve a towel. Upon returning he began cleaning and looking around…
"Chris, what if Gen…"
"Shut the fuck up Slave. I did not give you permission to speak."
Jason dropped his head and finished cleaning the beer before retuning the towel to the kitchen. He walked back into the living room stopping just outside the door, head bowed.
"Mistress, permission to speak?"
"Denied Slave. Get over here and undress."
He did as he was told. Chris uncrossed her arms and pointed to the bag. "Slave" is all she said. Jason knelt and opened the bag in front of him, pulling out first a black leather crop, he handed it to Chris. Next he pulled out a smaller bag which he then opened. Removing its contents and looking up at his Mistress. Chris took the crop and smacked it hard against his outer thigh. "Put it on Slave" she commanded. He complied, placing the steel "8″ around his cock and then feeding his balls thru the other ring. He then connected a strap that went from the back under his balls, up his ass and over each hip and connected to the ring on either side of his cock. The cold steel and leather felt amazing and Jason loved wearing his Slave attire. Once this was done, he placed the collar around his neck and locked it in place. Jason knew once the collar was on, he officially belonged to Chris no matter what. This was his greatest challenge yet, forced to submit in his own home when his wife could return at any moment.
"You have been disappointing me a lot lately. Apparently my methods of punishment have not been adequate. Do you have any suggestions?"
"No Mistress, I am truly sorry. I only live to please you." Jason replied with terror in his voice.
"Well we will see if I let you live then. On your knees Slave." Obeying, Jason knelt down. "Tell me why I should keep you alive."
"I serve only you Mistress. I do as I am told, when I am told. I am at your disposal."
"And that is special how Slave? I have many slaves that obey much better than you."
"With all do respect Mistress; I am more talented than they are. I have struggled of late in my obedience, but my skills, the skills you have taught me are much better, this I am sure of."
With that, Christy smiled. She knew he was now in the proper mindset to proceed in her plan. She left the room, only to return a moment later with Genevieve in tow. Gen had been in the study just off the living room listening to the entire showdown. Gen was naked, her 5'6″ frame totally exposed. Her shoulder length brown hair had been pulled back into pig-tails. A pure white cotton rope bound her elbows behind her back forcing her perky tits to jut out from her chest. The dark areolas proudly displayed. Chris had her gagged with a thin white strap that stood out wonderfully from her deep olive toned skin. She led Gen into the living room and had Gen kneel, spreading her legs and resting her butt on her heels.
"OK Slave, tell me what skills you seem to think are so valuable to me that I should spare your pathetic life."
"Mistress you have taught me how toplease you in so many ways, and I will prove it if you let me Ma'am" Gen's eyes were wide as saucers listening to her husband of 10 years brag about his ability to please a woman. Their sex life could not have been more vanilla. Once a month, missionary style, little if any foreplay is what she had come to expect from Jason. It never varied.
Well let's just see then shall we? I will not be the judge however. I have a special person in mind. I think you know her quite well. She surely knows your skill level wouldn't you agree Slave?"
"Uhm… Yes Mistress" Jason stammered out. He wasn't sure what Chris had in mind, but he knew the love making sessions with Gen were, well, boring.
"Mistress Christy?" a deep voice boomed from the kitchen.
"Stay in the kitchen Slave. Have you done as instructed?"
"Yes Ma'am, we are all present and ready." The voice replied
"Good, I will summon you in a moment." Christy shouted before turning to Jason and Gen to explain her plan. "You see Slave, Gen here is going to help me decide which of my slaves is the best at pleasing a woman. Your job is to stand here and watch. During the test, you will not be allowed to move or speak. Is that understood?"
"Y-y-y-yes Ma'am" Jason replied, swallowing the large lump in his throat.
In the kitchen stood six men. They were all in typical slave attire. The first was a young boy; he didn't look a day over 18! He had blonde hair, blue eyes and a surfer style body, muscular, but very slim with an average sized cock. The second man was about 30ish. He had light brown hair cut very short, an average build but a rather large cock. The third man was older, mid 40′s but in very good shape. He was completely bald… head to toe. His cock was about 8″ limp. Next was a young black man, very well built. He looked like an athlete, tattoos covered his powerful body and the stereotype lived on. His cock was massive, long, thick and still limp. The fifth man was also black, he was a little older and not in very good shape. But he was still a very attractive man, and like the others, well endowed. Lastly there was an Asian man. He looked young also, maybe in his 20′s. He had a slim frame like that of the surfer, no body hair to speak of and an average cock.
Christy began explaining to Gen how the test was to run. "OK Gen, you are my judge today. In the kitchen, are 6 men, one at a time they will enter the living room. You may take whatever position you wish to be fucked in. He will do his best to make you cum. I will only allow them to be with you for eight minutes each. Once the eight minutes are up, they will be told to step aside and allow the next to come in. If you wish, you may call the next man before the time is up. That will be up to you. Once each of them has their turn the test is over. I will then ask you who has won. Is that clear?"
Gen nodded her head in agreement.
"Good, I will remove your gag and unbind your arms if you agree to behave."
Gen again nodded and Christy proceeded to remove the gag and untie her hands.
"Jason doesn't get to fuck me at all" Gen asked as the gag was removed.
"He has been auditioning for 10 years Gen; I think you know his skills. Alright then, is there anything you need right now to get started?"
"No" Gen replied and looked around. She walked over to the couch and sat down. "Is this OK?" she asked Chris.
"Wherever and however you wish Gen." Christy replied with a smile before barking out to the kitchen, "Slaves, get ready. I want the first one out here in two minutes." Chris got down and began kissing and licking Gen's thighs. "We need to get you ready too don't we?" she said with a sweet innocent smile. Her hands caressed Gen's legs as she worked her way up to her pussy. "My my my, looks like someone is ready on her own!" Christy slowly stroked Gen's pussy with her wet tongue. Gen was shocked. Instead of being repulsed, she was more aroused than ever before. She instinctively grabbed Christy's head and pushed in into her. Christy then pushed Gen's knees up and further apart as she slid her tongue up and down from Gen's now throbbing clit to her tight virgin asshole.
Just as Gen was getting really starting to enjoy having a woman please her, Christy pulled away, "Slave!" She barked as the first man jumped up and entered the living room. He approached Gen on the couch and knelt in front of her.
"This is Slave Kyle, you may begin Kyle" Christy introduced him and stepped back. He wasted no time picking up right where Christy left off. Using his mouth, Kyle licked, stroked, and sucked at Gen's womanhood. He too did not ignore Gen's little rosebud, something completely new and very arousing to her. Kyle then grabbed his cock and slid it up and down Gen's wet pussy lips, spreading them a little more each time. He then gently pressed the head inside her. Pausing for a moment, he then pushed forcefully into her. His hands massaged her breasts and rolled her hard nipples between his fingers as she caressed his chest and stomach. He rhythmically fucked her tight pussy, rolling his hips until he read her body and entered her at an angle that made her body squirm. He continued his assault on her body, as her heart raced, Gen closed her eyes and drifted.
"Slave!" Chris' voice boomed thru the room as time had elapsed and it was time for the second. Gen was torn back to the reality of the event. The next slave strode thru the door and into the living room; it was the older white man.
"This is Slave Robert, you may reposition if you wish before Robert begins." Gen rolled onto her side, and raised her leg. Robert knelt between her outstretched legs. With a flat wide tongue, he stroked her from ass to clit with just one slow motion sending shivers up Gen's spine. He then climbed onto the couch, straddled her one leg, throwing the other over his shoulder and eased his 9″ cock into her soaking pussy. Gen held her breath as it slide deep inside her, reaching places never reached before by a man's cock.
When Roberts cock had fully penetrated her, he held still. Then slowly he pressed hard against her diving another inch deeper, then pulling out two, back in, and out three. He continued this slow deep thrusting. The feelings were like none other for Gen. She loved that! She was playing with her clit with one hand and caressing her nipples with the other. Robert leaned down, taking a nipple into his mouth, gently sucking and raking his teeth across the sensitive skin. He continued his mission, thrusting his thick cock into Gen while reaching around and teasing her ass with his thumb. He gently circled it and applied light pressure in the center occasionally. Gen had never allowed Jason to play with her ass. She thought it was gross. However, with her in such a state of arousal, she found it wildly erotic.
"Slave!" Chris called again for another slave. The man strode thru the door stroking his fat cock.
"This is Todd. His is a slave in training. He still has a lot of learning to do. However, as you see he has a very thick cock. Thinker than all the rest, and I felt the contrast would be good for this test. Again, you may reposition before Todd begins." Gen thought for a moment of how best to allow Todd full penetration. He was not long by any means so she wanted to help him out as much as possible. She sat back up, slid forward so her ass hung over the edge a little, then pulled her legs up and as wide as she could, opening herself up completely to him. Todd knelt on the floor and, similar to the men before him, slowly licked Gen's engorged pussy lips. Flicking across her clit he used his thumb to stimulate her anus as he was taught. Gen was beyond the terror of this event and needed release.
"Oh god, put it in me Todd, fuck me please!" she cried as Jason's heart sunk in his chest. 'Could I be more humiliated he thought?' as he stood there watching his wife beg to be fucked by a stranger.
Todd complied, placed the head of his cock at her opening. The head almost eclipsed her entire pussy! He pushed slowly into her as she gasped at the girth. Her pussy stretched to accommodate this massive invader causing spasms thru her entire body.
"Oh god deeper!" Gen begged as she reached down and pulled him to her. His length thrust into her as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Todd suddenly tensed up; Gen's pussy was still spasming around it as she felt him unload his sperm into her. Todd pulled out and bowed his head in shame.
"That's OK Todd, go stand over there with the other slaves. I should have known you were not ready for such a test. You did well." Christy encouraged Todd as he stood and moved next to Kyle and Robert. Christy knelt down between Gen's outstretched legs. She eagerly began lapping up the cum Todd had left. Methodically she sucked every drop off before sliding her fingers deep inside Gen to retrieve the rest. Scooping it out with two fingers she them into her mouth, sucking them clean. She returned for a second helping, this time offering them to Gen as Jason looked on. "Would you like to try my dear?" Christy whispered, holding her cum soaked fingers inches from Gen's crimson lips. Gen said nothing; she simply opened her mouth and sucked in Christy's fingers. Her tongue swirled around them, gathering Todd's cum. Christy pulled them out while Gen savored the gift, licking her lips before allowing it to travel down her throat. A soft moan escaped Gen's lips making Christy smile.
The next man to enter the living room was the athletic black man. When Gen saw him she immediately got excited. She'd never had a cock that big in her and his physique alone made her hot! "I want to ride him!" she demanded, getting more into the spirit of the event.
"This is Slave Ken and No. You are not allowed to have that kind of control or it would ruin the test. However, if you wish, he can fuck you standing up, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist. But you must allow him to provide all the movement."
"I understand; standing would be great!" Gen replied as she approached Ken. Not allowing him the opportunity to please her orally, she jumped into his strong arms. He took a few steps over to the wall and leaned on it for support. Gen quickly wrapped her legs around his muscle clad body as her arms encompassed his neck. Ken guided his cock to her pussy. He reached up and took hold of her shapely hips with is massive hands and pressed her down onto his waiting cock, filling her completely. He then reached underneath her, cupping her ass and began lifting and lowering her wanton body onto his thick cock. As she was lowered she would grind her hips in a vain attempt to press her clit against his belly. Chris would have none of this 'cheating' and promptly reminded her of the rules with a sharp smack of her crop against her taunt ass. Gen went limp and allowed Ken to use her like a fuck doll. His pace varied as he pounded her tight pussy, giving Gen pleasure she had never felt before.
With a nod from Christy, Ken stopped thrusting and grabbed Gen by the waist. In a quick fluid motion, he spun the petite woman around so her knees rested on his shoulder, and her face was inches from his throbbing cock. Ken slid his tongue into her, reveling at her flavor. Gen hung there, Kens massive arms wrapped tightly around her waist while he tongued her womanhood. His cock bounced inches from her face. She so wanted to take it in her mouth, but was afraid that Christy would be upset and strike her with her crop. She kept looking up at Christy, hoping she would turn around so Gen could briefly slide Ken's throbbing cock in her hungry mouth. Suddenly Gen felt a wet pressure against her anus. Ken was pressing his long slender tongue into her. The feeling was indescribable! Gen never had anything in her ass before. This was remarkable, and she immediately sucked Ken's cock into her mouth, moaning as she did.
While Ken fucked her virgin ass with his long wet tongue, Gen grabbed Ken's ass and was forcing more and more of his cock down her throat. Christy looked on in pride as her plan was going wonderfully! Jason however was not happy at all. As the two pleased each other, Christy caught Ken's look, telling her he was close as he began bucking his hips, fucking her flawless face. Christy smiled and offered a slight nod, giving Ken the permission he so eagerly wanted.
Several readers have recently written me. I love to read the majority of notes, but you learn to take the good with the bad. I have to admit the notes that are insulting are, well, insulting, but then the very thoughtful notes make looking at some of the "bad" ones worth it. Thanks to all.
A couple guys asked what I have been up to, and quite frankly the job has been all-encompassing. There have been some layoffs and those of us remaining have more work to do.
That's not unusual these days, as I have friends underemployed and unemployed. I'm happy to have a job.
Many of the notes referred to my former boss and current boyfriend Lin. We've been together 9 years, living parallel lives as public knowledge of our situation would cause pain. Still, we see each other regularly. He has a wife and kids, I have a new boyfriend, and somehow we have the inclination and the time to get together and maintain our relationship.
It has been made more difficult recently. Several months back we were nearly caught by his wife. Not in the act, but via credit card receipts.
Over the years we'd been naughty in the car and at the park and had actually been caught in the act, but his wife never knew a thing. Then, like Al Capone getting caught on a tax rap, we were nearly busted.
He'd bought me some sexy unmentionables at The Secret, and the dumb ass used his credit card. His wife found the receipt and nearly caused World War Three. The only saving grace was that I knew, as his former secretary, that he was basically a dunce at times. So when he gave me the gift I made sure he went back and bought his wife something slinky and naughty as well.
So when he was confronted with the receipt, he had a story. He ultimately stormed out of the room and brought back her gift, making her feel stupid. But some of the truths she threw his way – coming home late from work, disappearing here and there on the weekends, and so forth did strike close to home.
We cooled it, becoming very careful on when and where we met.
It turns out the real focus of Lin's wife's suspicions was his new secretary. A young 22-year-old who dressed on borderline inappropriateness and who always seemed to be flirting with any male caught the attention of his wife. I know, because I was a bit taken back as well when I met her. How's that, a wife and a mistress both upset with the looks of a new secretary?
Lin of course talked about Amber's strong secretarial skills, but I know I wondered about her oral talents. If Lin sampled some of that – he has no willpower – then I'd be pissed.
So it was that Lin wasn't a total duffus. He calmly said she was a secretary in love with her boyfriend and that while she was enticing I was the object of his affections. I don't know where that left his wife, but it calmed my nerves.
It's funny, I was speaking at a work function with a friend. She was talking about a co-worker, Mrs. Vincent, whose husband had passed away. She was in her 50s, like Lin, and she was seeing a guy in his early 30s, like me, and just couldn't accept the fact that an age was a number and sometimes it was meant for people to be together.
"She must be putting out more than she ever did, because he (boyfriend) loves to get between the sheets," snarled Cindy. "He's always after pussy."
I wondered how she knew, then it came to be, she must have been dating him at some point.
She must have been reading my mind. "Uh huh….he likes to have a finger up his derriere, and he really likes to do it in the car. We did it everywhere….he's a slut!" said Cindy with a smile. "Actually, he can be a jerk, and I just don't see Mrs. Vincent humping late at night down at Crum Creek Park."
Damn, that hit close to home, as Lin and I had made out at the Park numerous times, and I must have given him a couple dozen blow jobs there over the years. I wondered if Cindy had been in another car giving head while I was in a nearby car doing the same. Maybe it really is a small world. And of course I wondered if she was constantly after her guy like I was always seeking satisfaction from Lin. Just saying.
Shaking my head, we moved on to other conversations, but I thought it ironic she had a "problem" with the age difference not knowing the love of my life was just shy of 20 years my senior too.
In any event, Lin was special to me, and we had evaded getting caught by his wife, and that was a good thing.
What helped even more was a staged meeting at the Mall. He had met his wife there after work for a little shopping outing, while I met my current boyfriend just because. When we each ran into each other, the guys holding our hands, Lin suggested we stop at a kiosk for coffee. There we talked about this and that before going our separate ways.
Ever the planner, Lin had planned a quick meeting for he and I after his wife and my boyfriend left.
"That was good, our meeting," explained Lin. "She saw you with Alexander and that cooled her jets. I have to say, though, your rubbing his leg was a nice touch. She remarked when I walked her to her car that you two needed a room."
Laughing, I casually replied. "Yes I needed a room, but it would be you and me. It's been weeks, Lin, since we've done it. I am so hot for you."
"Me too," said my former boss. "But she's expecting me home within the hour. We can't tonight."
Shrugging my shoulders, I reminded him that we'd fooled around quickly in the past and I was willing right now.
"You are speaking my language, Robyn, let's get to the car."
Mine was closer so we got into the front seat and began making out. We were into a heavy kissing session, his hand underneath my sweater alternating caresses of my breasts and my rubbing his leg like I had Alexander earlier in the evening. I could feel the twitching in his pants as I circled his crotch.
We were brought to reality by several hoots from some guys walking nearby. "Get a room!" was the cat call. Don't I wish!
They really couldn't see anything, but it was unnerving. We had to find a better place that the level of the parking garage that was adjacent to the movie theater, obviously. That bit of bad planning was solved when we drove up two levels, and parked near the ramps away from the stairwells before getting back to the business at hand.
The thing is, we both relished our quick interludes. Some probably say quickies, but whatever you call it was quick and to the point satisfaction. This day I knew Lin only had a short bit of time with me before he had to get off to his wife, and I realized someone could walk past at any moment. So to keep the objective in mind I began stroking his cock while looking around the lot. Nothing was moving but my hand.
"Oh, Robyn, that feels so good, your hand feels great," said my former boss.
It was hot, stroking him off in the parking garage. He was rocking but didn't seem to be close to orgasm, so I asked if he'd need some hand cream to increase the sensations. He nodded, and I reached into my purse while stroking that hard cock. Soon I had added the cream and the motions brought groans from my guy.
"Oh yes, Robyn, that feels great. Stroke my dick, oh yes, right here in the parking lot."
Stroking my man I knew he was enjoying from all his moans and groans. Looking around the parking lot I saw the coast was clear. This was so much fun; he was putty in my hand!
Soon I was rewarded with the notification from the man. "Oh, Robyn, keep stroking, I am so close, I'm going to cum!"
I stroked and stroked that hot hard cock, then bent over the man and engulfed that perfect cock with my lips as he started to shoot his sticky load.
His cum shot out his cockhead into my sucking mouth as Lin gave a blow-by-blow descriptions." Yes, you are sucking my cock, you are sucking my dick. Suck baby suck." It wasn't poetic, but true. Swallowing the load and cleaning his cock was a thrill. I was tingling as I finished the blow job and then slowly lifted up from the mission.
Lin was laying back a big smile on his face. "That was amazing….but honey you didn't have to suck with all that gunk on my dick, the lotion."
Smiling, I told my man I wanted to taste his sauce, making a production of smiling, licking my lips and rubbing my stomach. "Oh that was so very good,"
Lin kissed me, running his tongue around my mouth and catching any leftover sperm as our tongues battled for superiority in my mouth. There are a lot of guys who won't kiss you after you take their load in the mouth. I call them ex-boyfriends. If a guy doesn't kiss you after giving head to him then he's not worth the effort. Lin learned early on how to please me after a blow job.
We both went home satisfied.
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We spoke on the cell phone a couple times after that mall meeting, teasing each other. Lin said we had to cool it to ensure his wife wasn't on to us, and our jobs were busy too so we just kept up with each other as we could.
During a break Tuesday morning my good friend Carrie and I walked down to our local coffeehouse for some of the powerful real stuff. Away from prying eyes she hit me with her "embarrassing story of the weekend (we called it ESOW)."
The ESOW was something Carrie came up with a several years before when her mother had opened the door to her bedroom and yelled in that she had a call on the landline downstairs. Carrie was stunned, especially because she had a vibrator working between her legs at the time. Her mom stopped mid-sentence, eye wide open and then quickly shut the door.
From that night on she locked her door when bringing out Mr. Vibrator.
Over the half dozen years I'd known her Carrie had been involved in numerous "compromising positions" that were laughable after the fact but embarrassing when they happened.
There was the time she was getting head from her boyfriend and lost in the moment she, well, passed gas.
"OMG Robyn, that was so embarrassing. Rick was startled, I was dismayed, and it was awful. But he was a trooper. He kept at it. I mumbled something about him taking me to a new level. But really, that was awful."
Laughing, I said that's when you know the honeymoon is over.
I remember a few months ago Carrie told a quick story of this same coffee house we were going to. She stopped in the restroom there and was doing her business when the door opened a young girl came in mother right behind —while Carrie was on the commode. Apparently she only thought she had locked the door. It was a comedy of errors and extremely embarrassing. "You would think they'd go out and give me privacy, but they stood there as I finished and damn I left that place red-faced without coffee. The kid kept yelling that I was peeing."
On this day she gave me another "you won't believe story."
"Curt and I were down the shore, staying at one of those suite motels, you know where the bedroom separate from the main room," said Carrie, who went through boyfriends annually. "He used his hotel points, and it was great. They had an evening reception, limo to the casino, and breakfast included. Well we had a late night, and got up just in time for breakfast. They had waffles, awesome.
"Anyway, we took a quick dip in the pool before checkout, and headed back to the room. Well, one thing led to another as we were in the shower, which led to the bedroom where we, uh, you know, were getting it on.
"Curt was banging his bacon in me when the maid walked in and streaked, 'Just checking, sorry". Sorry, damn my legs were toward the ceiling and Curt was bonking away. Curt jumped up and the mood was lost. Damn, I wanted a refund for our free room. We left and saw several maids, and I swear all were snickering. I just wiggled my ass at them."
We laughed all the way down the street. The girl just had continual bad luck when it came to getting caught in the act. But it was so funny listening to her, she was such a trip.
But as much as Carrie was adventurous with her boyfriends, my co-worker Kathy had time and again amazed me with some of her nocturnal activities with her husband. John loved to "get it" regularly and she'd mentioned they'd done it on the side of the road on the way home from a party, in every room of their house and even with her over and on top of the washing machine….while it was on.
"JB was up to it again," said Kathy with a chuckle while we were inside the file room, away from prying eyes and listening ears. "Sometimes he amazes me."
"Well, it wasn't his birthday!" was my laughing reply. "You can sit today!"
John "JB" had a habit of collecting special sex on holidays. He screwed his wife up the ass. It was a tradition that started years before, where Kathy gave her ass cherry to him on his birthday. Since that time whenever a holiday came around Kathy would take him up the chocolate speedway. It became the office joke after holidays.
"No, no holiday this weekend thank goodness, but he was a pervert…he woke me up this morning rubbing his dick in my ear!"
I had to laugh, not knowing whether she was BSing me or telling the truth.
"Really, he was rubbing against my ear, then he started rubbing the tip of his dick on my eye, I told him to go in the other room and get the hair conditioner and take care of himself and let me sleep, but he had other ideas. He is going on a couple day business trip and I guess last night's goodbye sex wasn't enough, he wanted more. He was horny as a guy in a whore house carrying a full wallet. I kept telling him to get away, leave me alone, but he wouldn't take no for an answer."
When Kathy started her stories, they always had some good ending. This one was no exception.
"I finally got up and made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and all of a sudden I was bent over the sink and JB was taking me from behind. I yelled at him to stop but it started getting good and…well….it was really good. Damn, I think I am walking funny this morning. We showered together and I had to clean his dick with my mouth and soap and water. He better bring me a nice present from Chicago."
That's Kathy, always up to something naughty, which for someone married so long is really great to hear. Her honeymoon continued long after the wedding vows were exchanged.
Of course, I'd had a few of the same kind of situations. Lin was always doing naughty things that could embarrass the hell out of me.
Still, the situational embarrassment could go a long way toward making a tough day of work a whole lot better to deal with.
One of the bad things about having an improper relationship with your former boss is that you have to keep it quiet from your friends. I mean, how would it look if, say, my boyfriend and I were at a party with Carrie and her boyfriend and she inadvertently asked how my lover was doing. Not cool.
Carrle did know that Lin and I had been in a relationship at one point — she counseled me it was not good to sleep with your boss. She thought that Lin and I stopped seeing us years before, but she knew I had done some serious head bobbing with him in the past.
That was apparent when during one of our ESOW revelations years before I mentioned that Lin and I had been observed by a hiker down at the railroad trail. We had left the trail, were over by the river, and I had my jacket on the ground and was kneeling on it. Why, I had to do something in that position, so I was sucking Lin's dick.
There had not been many people on the trail, hardly anyone. And we were way off the main trail, and we had only been there for a few minutes. Yet somehow there I was feverously sucking cock in nature when we heard a gasp. A young guy on a bike had come down the trail and stumbled upon us mid-blow job.
He was in his 20s, a young guy with big eyes. The scramble that ensued was priceless. I pulled away and fell over trying to jump to my feet, while Lin maneuvered his cock into his pants. All this happened with the guy stunned. I mean, he didn't move. I swear his mouth was gaping open at what he stumbled onto.
"I, uh, I am so sorry," he stammered. "I didn't know you were back here. I just wanted to see the river."
Lin and I looked at each other, both with the reddest of red faces, and began to laugh. Lin pointed, "It's over there." Then the kid started laughing.
Lin held me close as the guy turned around. "I can stay down at the front of the trail and watch out for you if you like."
The kid was pretty smart. But Lin lamented he wasn't up to the task, and we instead walked out while the guy sped away. Carrie got a good laugh at that one.
During one of the spans where Lin and I broke off our relationship I told Carrie and she even set me up on a couple dates. I never told her that Lin and I started seeing each other again.
It was great having friends like Carrie. She was always leaving me on a positive note, built up my confidence and helped me when I was down. In many respects she was a perfect complement to Lin, who was always positive, helped me when I was short on the rent money and had an incredible knack of making me feel like the most attractive, smart and fun-loving girl around. Oh, and we made magical sex together as well.
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A week later, on a Tuesday morning I was in the midst of applying makeup when my cell rung. It was Lin.
"Good morning, Sweetie, can you talk?"
"Of course, handsome. How's your morning?"
Lin spoke of a harried morning, but a good one. He was seeing some clients today, so was already at work. He complained a little about a stain on his precious pool table after one of the kid's parties over the weekend "Damn, I was pissed, but it needed resurfacing anyway."
We caught up with things, nothing special, and then he had to go to his meeting. But he asked that I keep Saturday morning open for him, maybe 10 go noon because he "had an idea."
Now, I probably don't have to tell you that Lin's ideas usually had me falling down onto my knees, but there was nothing wrong with that! I told him I'd move my hair appointment from the morning to afternoon and be available. Then next couple days I wondered what was his plan…we more often than not met on the spur of the moment so he had something up his sleeve.
Saturday morning rolled around and Lin called at 8:30 asking me to meet him at the park about a mile-and-a-half from his house. There was a huge parking lot there where adventurous types parked and took their bike rides around a large man-made lake.
"Honey, can you wear a skirt, I want to see those long sexy legs!"
Okay, I was intrigued. Wonder what he was up to. There would be way too many people around for us to fool around, and it was relatively close to his house. I questioned the wisdom but he told me not to worry. I didn't, he had more to lose than me so what would be would be.
My mind wandered when work was light during the day. He had been so secretive. Wear a skirt, nothing more. I hope I could have on a tee or something too! I couldn't help myself, I was laughing out loud.
Saturday morning couldn't come quick enough. I painted my toes Friday night and in the morning picked out a flowing blue skirt, light blue top, and matching light blue bra and panty (thong) set that made me look cute but not slutty. Tied my hair back, added a little jewelry they headed off to our rendezvous.
Parking away from the main road near some large oak trees, I sat and watched some hikers and bikers and people of all shapes and sizes out for morning exercise. After only a couple minutes Lin pulled in alongside my car.
"Honey, get in the back seat!"
Huh? I didn't expect that greeting, but I did. "What…?"
"Shush, no problem, just scoot down a little I thought I saw one of the neighbor's cars down the other end of the lot."
Lin began Driving Ms. Robyn, a Robyn full of questions. We drove toward his house, and when we got to within a couple blocks he told me to stay down as far as I could. Following directions, I did, and soon I felt the car start, drive, then slowing. A couple minutes later Lin hit the garage door opener and pulled inside.


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History of United Kingdom
The United Kingdom is a European region with a long and storied history. The first modern humans (Homo sapiens) arrived in the region during the Ice Age (about 35,000 to 10,000 years ago), when the sea levels were lower and Britain was connected to the European mainland. It is these people who built the ancient megalithic monuments of Stonehenge and Avebury.
Between 1,500 and 500 BCE, Celtic tribes migrated from Central Europe and France to Britain and mixed with the indigenous inhabitants, creating a new culture slightly distinct from the Continental Celtic one. This came to be known as the Bronze Age.
The Romans controlled most of present-day England and Wales, and founded a large number of cities that still exist today. London, York, St Albans, Bath, Exeter, Lincoln, Leicester, Worcester, Gloucester, Chichester, Winchester, Colchester, Manchester, Chester, and Lancaster were all Roman towns, as were all the cities with names now ending in -chester, -cester or -caster, which derive from the Latin word castrum, meaning "fortification".
Countries of the United Kingdom
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The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland is composed of four countries (England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland) united under one monarch and government.
- England - The largest home nation, in terms both of size and, by far, population.
- Scotland - The second largest home nation and occupies the northern third of Great Britain. The four archipelagos of Orkney, Shetland, and the Inner and Outer Hebrides are also part of Scotland.
- Wales - Located within the largely mountainous western portion of Great Britain.
- Northern Ireland - Located in the north-eastern part of the island of Ireland, consisting of six of the nine counties of the ancient Irish province of Ulster.
The social structure of Britain acted as the main cultural role all through the history of British culture. In effect, the history of the country, the cultures of Wales, Scotland, Northern Ireland and England have their own protected and unique traditions and symbolism.
The United Kingdom was formed as a Protestant Christian country. Other religions practiced in the country include Buddhism, Hinduism, Islam, Judaism, Roman Catholicism and Sikhism. English is the official language and other existing languages in the country are Cornish, French, Irish, Gaelic, Scottish, German, Welsh, British Sign Language etc.
Football is the national sport of the country, which started in England. Other major sports originated in the country are badminton, billiards, boxing, curling, cricket, field hockey, golf, tennis, rugby, snooker, and squash.
In 20th century, English novel expand much greater range and terribly improved by immigrant writers and up to now the leading English literary form still continues. Famous novelists are Arthur Conan Doyle, C. S. Lewis, D. H. Lawrence, George Orwell, Ian Fleming, J. K. Rowling, J. R. R. Tolkien, Mary Shelley, Salman Rushdie and Virginia Woolf. Significant writers include Alexander Pope, Alfred Tennyson, Dylan Thomas, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, John Milton, Philip Larkin, Rudyard Kipling, T. S. Eliot and Ted Hughes.
The country has no national dress. In England, the national symbols which they considered are military uniforms like Beefeater or the Queen's Guard. While, kilt and Tam o'shanter in Scotland.
Music in the country includes rock music (rock bands are The Beatles, Black Sabbath, Duran Duran, The Rolling Stones, etc), electronic dance music (trip hop, acid house, drum and bass) and classical music (one of the world's major center is in London). The living musicians include Andrew Lloyd Webber, David Arnold, Harrison Birtwistle, James MacMillan, John Rutter, John Tavener and Oliver Knussen.
Weather and Climate
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The UK has a benign humid-temperate climate moderated by the North Atlantic current and the country's proximity to the sea. Warm, damp summers and mild winters provide temperatures pleasant enough to engage in outdoor activities all year round. Having said that, the weather in the UK can be changeable and conditions are often windy and wet. British rain is world renowned, but in practice it rarely rains more than two or three hours at a time and often parts of the country stay dry for many weeks at a time, especially in the East. More common are overcast or partly cloudy skies. It is a good idea to be prepared for a change of weather when going out; a jumper and a raincoat usually suffice when it is not winter. In summer temperatures can reach 30°C (86°F) in parts and in winter temperatures may be mild, eg: 10°C (50°F) in southern Britain and -2°C (28.4°F) in Scotland. Because the UK stretches almost 800 miles from end to end, temperatures can vary quite considerably between north and south. Differences in rainfall are also pronounced between the drier east and wetter west. Scotland and north-western England (particularly the Lake District) are often rainy and cold. Alpine conditions with heavy snowfall are common in the mountains of northern Scotland during the winter. The north-east and Midlands are also cool, though with less rainfall. The south-east and east Anglia are generally warm and dry, and the south-west warm but often wet. Wales and Northern Ireland tend to experience cool to mild temperatures and moderate rainfall, while the hills of Wales occasionally experience heavy snowfall. Even though the highest land in the UK rarely reaches more than 1,100m, the effect of height on rainfall and temperature is great.
Public Holidays
United Kingdom Public Holidays Year 2015
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|1 January 2015 Thursday
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|2 January 2015 Friday
|St Patrick's Day
|17 March 2015 Tuesday
|Northern Ireland
|Good Friday
|3 April 2015 Friday
|Easter Monday
|6 April 2015 Monday
|National except Scotland
|Early May Bank Holiday
|4 May 2015 Monday
|Spring Bank Holiday
|25 May 2015 Monday
|Battle of the Boyne (Orangemen's Day) (Subtitute Day)
|13 July 2015 Monday
|Northern Ireland
|Summer Bank Holiday
|3 August 2015 Monday
|Summer Bank Holiday
|31 August 2015 Monday
|National except Scotland
|St. Andrew's Day
|30 November 2015 Monday
|Christmas Day
|25 December 2015 Friday
|Boxing Day
|26 December 2015 Saturday
|Boxing Day (Substitute Day)
|28 December 2015 Monday
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Fellow Members,
On behalf of my fellow Committeemen, I am delighted to announce the induction of Des Whybird and Allan Paterson as Tattersall's Club Life Members for their distinguished service to the Club.
Life Member status, in accordance with the Club's Rules, recognises service of the highest order to the Club, its Members and its interests, as well as pro bono advice, sponsorship development, promotion of Interest Group activities and other such services.
Des served on the Committee for 15 years, including one year as Vice President and three years as the President. The Committee is indebted to Des for modernising the Club's constitution and bylaws, and driving four strategic planning processes. Des is also an active Member of the Golf Club, proud advocate of the Club's rich history and heritage, and is a regular attendee at Club events.
Allan was a Tattersall's Club Committeeman for 10 years. During this time, he progressed to Chair the Property Sub Committee and has been instrumental in ensuring the preservation of our Heritage Listed premises. Allan also worked closely with Club staff developing their professional and technical skills. Allan regularly attends Club events and is also an active Member of the Motorcycle Club.
All financial Members have the opportunity to nominate fellow Members for Life Membership by submitting the nomination, together with a case to support the nomination, to the Chief Executive Officer who will then present the nominations to the Committee. During 2016/17 the Committee received two such nominations and were proud to bestow the highest honour one can be awarded by our Club.
I ask that you join me in congratulating Des and Allan on their Life Membership and wishing them both many more years of enjoyment at Tattersall's.
Amicitia vita est
Stuart Fraser
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Sunday, February 19, 2012
A Bed Game: Hot & Erotic Sex Stories By: Eve Welliver
Well, the title says it all about this book. This actually took me some time to read through, there was some decent writing in this book, but some of the writing was just awful. I mean really, really, awful. There were some really sexy, risky, and fun stories, but some were just sooooo poorly written I was distracted and had to hold myself back from trying to contact the author and ask if they need an editor. This book was just BAM, yup and the characters all got it on. Huzzah for everyone. Yes, I must refrain from being immature and giggling like a teenager, but c'mon it's difficult. Would I recommend this book to you? Well, if you want a book that is not erotic fantasy, but just the average everyday life good ol' fashion erotic book then yes I will say this is for you. I still cringe over some of the poor grammar and spelling errors though, other than that, a decent collection of erotic stories.
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text: When I cleaned off my worktable at the studio as I packed things up this was the plastic sheet I had placed on it back in 2012 when I set it up. Over the years, it became its own work of art. Naturally I had to bring it home with me so I can continue to add more layers to it! Unintended art always make me smile.


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Small business owners as a group are often prioritizing expenses to determine which options fit into the budget and which don't. We try to do many things ourselves in order to save funds and improve our bottom line. However, there are some things in which an investment is a good idea. Otherwise you run the risk of losing precious time that could be more wisely be invested in your business, giving you the opportunity to gain more dollars than you would have saved. So which items are more worthy of a monetary than time investment?
1. Business Cards
Regardless of the myriad of free templates available on the Internet, opt for custom business card printing. Remember, the purpose of a card is to communicate pertinent information while standing out in a crowd of commoners. To be memorable, you need to move beyond the cut and paste template.
Get price quotes from several designers. Your local copy center often has an onsite designer to assist you. Many companies offer deals if you bundle services together, e.g. cards, brochures, and direct mailers. For an even more economic solution, consider the services of a freelancing college student in graphic design.
2. Website
Website design is becoming increasingly easy; you don't even have to understand html code anymore to have a working site! Even so, there are still the areas of layout and design to consider. If you don't have a keen sense of graphic design, your site could suffer. There are also advanced features that will pull traffic to your site. Trust a design expert to set up your company website and watch your hits increase.
Of course, there are those of you who will insist on designing your own site. If you do, choose a content management system that provides ample customer support so that you can get feedback and help when you need it.
3. Mobile Apps
There's an app for that. But that doesn't mean there should be. Of the more than 50,000 iTunes apps, many are not used. Even with an app design program to build the application itself, you still need a mobile strategy to experience app success. Before you decide you need an app, ask yourself what you hope the app will accomplish. If the application merely helps users find your brick-and-mortar store, leave that to Google maps.
If your app has a clear and necessary purpose, find a mobile app developer with experience in your business genre. Allow your developer to guide you in design and marketing strategy. And, before we forget- let go of the dream of being more popular than Angry Birds.
4. Content
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Archive for August, 2009
Northside Urban Farm (and its for sale)!
How does your garden grow?
Urban farming is on the rise…. and it seems like everyone these days is trying to grow something in their backyard. I've gotten small success out of my first attempts at gardening this summer. And I know I'm not alone, the number of homes growing vegetables this year is prediced to jump more than 40% this year compared with just two years ago, according to the National Gardening Association, a non-profit organization for gardening education. Wow, thats a lot of veggies…
Well, there are some out there who are not new comers to the gardening scene. One such person is a current client of ours who just to happens to be featured in this months Cincinnati Magazine as the "Northside Guerrilla Farmer." Marica Bernstein is a gardening force to be reckoned with. Marica takes urban gardening and turns it into urban farming. As you stroll through the garden, you'll just be amazed at the produce and flowers that abound. Marica is insistent that it is not very hard to maintain and that the fruits of your labor will be plentiful! Imagine fresh veggies, herbs and fruits throughout the year… mmm I'm getting hungry just thinking about it.
Well the good news for those of you looking for a home and wanting a built in farm/garden this lovely Northside property is actually on the market! Check it out 4223 Leeper St. – Don't worry Marica isn't abandoning her love for veggies anytime soon, she's just moving on to larger adventures! If you're interested in seeing this great home and fantastic garden – give us a call and move in right in time for harvest 🙂
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Nice app but Im still wiring for French translation
Nice app but Im still wiring for French translation
Masha Allah vraiment super
we can learn how to read with tajweed, price is high, need to add translation in Urdu & English.
Sincerly with my heart this app is the best for me in the entire app store Keep up the great work. If u can add a brightness adjustment feature that would be great. JazakAllah hu khair :)
Pl see that Shaikh juhainis voice is not clear and lot if echoing cant understand. Secondly you should update audio with qari Shaikh maher imam of haram Makkah
Very easy to use
Alhamdulillah I am hafiz of quraan and I have been using this app for 3 years its so easy n very handy its very very good I recommend every Muslim who is using smart phone they should have this app in there phone because u can read Qurran when ever u like... Good work brothers keep it up
MashAllah, very well put together app. This is my favourite app on my phone. I use it all the time. Now I have my best friend with me all the time.
Good work by the developers, May Allah grant them hasanat. Ameen
Very Nice App.
Must have app
Amazing app... My best companion during hajj trip...
I really love this app compared to all the other apps. Mashallah love it
I have being using it for two years. In the beginning when update was made app crashed. This team had worked hard to rectify in a day. Masha Allah. This new update made it the best app. You have tajweed rules at your fingertips as well as color code to assist. It has recitation by amazing immotionally read passages. You even have translation. Book mark and so on. I havent even figured out all capabilities. Every time I look at its options I find more. Masha Allah. Allah accept your efforts and protect you. If you have this app. You dont need anything else. Every muslim should download this app.
During reciting the Quran, if any phone call come, Quran reciting page immediately gone way, and caller page came up. which I do not like. As because most of the time I do not want to attend the call. I do want to continue my reciting. But If any calls come , i can,t. It should popup as notification message on top bar. Please update your software and oblige.
Very clean app. Easy to read and the font is simple to understand. The price is right as effort has been put into the app and should continue to improve.
The best Quran clear color tajweed code and very easy to recite
@EKK_0007: The app downloaded fine on my iPhone and is working flawlessly for me. Might be your internet connection. Have you tired downloading it again? Thanks to the developers for making such a great application.
Not sure what went wrong. I just bought this app and it didnt downloaded at all. Would love to have it on my phone for Ramandan. I have a similar hard copy. Jazakallah khair Al Jazaa
I was dreaming about this, and my dream came true. May Allah (swt) give you both the best in this world and in the hereafter.


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As exhausted as I feel during the day, I find myself tossing and turning at night trying to fall asleep while one million anxious thoughts race through my brain. Assuming all continues to go well with this pregnancy, I am starting to realize how much of my life is going to change and the parts of that change that I am not entirely prepared for. Part of the reason for that anxiety is because I still haven't completely wrapped my head around the fact that we are having two kids at the same time. The financial, emotional, and physical ramifications for all of that are now hitting me hard, mostly when I am trying to fall asleep.
When you spend over $30,000 out of pocket trying to have kids, you think that is the financial tricky part. But no, two kids at once means the cost of all those things I mentally calculated in my mind now just doubled. Look, David and I should not complain when it comes to our financial situation. We both have good jobs and a decent income. Does it just seem this daunting for everyone? I mean, I don't understand how people do this. I was just ball-parking childcare the other day, using a highly rated facility close by to get an idea of the numbers. With two kids, it will cost us over $600 per week for day care. We don't live in a big city anymore, and I have no idea how people there pay for it because $600 in Durham probably means its like $1,200 a week in DC. At that amount, it is probably easier for us to just pay for a nanny, but how exactly does one go about finding a nanny? I have 0 friends in the local area that happen to employ one. No one in my church congregation is helpful to me in this regard, because no woman works full time and has young kids. All of my professional women with kids friends live far away.
Look, I realize my hat and British high street clothing budget is about to reduced drastically to approximately $0 per month. I realize that I am no longer going to be able to blow $500 at Nordstrom on skincare products just because someone nice is helping me and I possess an inability to say no to nice salespeople. I am okay with that. I am not going to lie, part of me is sad to realize that I am going to have to give up those things, but it is worth it for those kids (or at least it better be). I am not one of those people that thinks my kids will need every new thing, and I am fine with them wearing second hand clothes from other family members. But it is still daunting to realize these two enormous expenses are coming at the same time. It isn't even just the daycare. It is the fact that we probably now need a newer, bigger car. It's the fact that our huge Bradford pear trees in the front yard now are diseased with fire blight and we will have to pay thousands of dollars to cut them down. It's the fact that for some ridiculous reason this dumb country called 'Merica still doesn't have paid family leave, like every other industrialized country in the world, so I have to figure out how I can take as little time as possible off of work, which means the whole child care crisis thing comes back to the front of the concerns. I have to figure out how to preserve as much of my sick and vacation leave as possible to use that so I can get paid on my maternity leave.
I realize that this post might spark the kind of rage in people that this lady's column did yesterday in the Daily Mail. Again, David and I are not poor. We are incredibly privileged. We don't know what it is like to have to worry about food on the table, etc. Whatever problems I am complaining about in regard to having to worry about financially sustaining two new kids at one time is only a minor inconvenience compared to what most people have to face. Every day, I read about income inequality in the US, and it really makes me upset and I don't want to equate my problems with the problems of people who have to do a lot more with a whole lot less.
Yet, it is still hard trying to fathom how all of these things work out. It frightens me not to feel fully prepared for something, because I am an insane planner. However, this isn't like prepping for the perfect week in London. This is so much harder than that, because there are so many unknowns, and I don't do well with dealing with uncertainty. I feel like the whole infertility thing helped me be more welcoming to whatever life presented itself, but at the same time, that was just worrying about what David and I, two capable adults with decent full-time jobs, would do to be happy without kids. And now, I have to plan for two little beings that are entirely dependent upon us. That stresses me out.


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An evening of prayer and reconciliation with Michigan United's Detroit Pastoral Alliance for Change
A religious event hosted by the Michigan United group Detroit Pastoral Alliance for Change (DPAC) took on added significance with the shooting of two black men by police and the shooting of five police officers by a black man last week. DPAC had hoped to confront the rising racial tensions brought on by divisive political rhetoric when unresolved issues of systemic racism reared their ugly head yet again.
"If we stand together, they cannot divide us" will feature a performance by the predominantly white Refuge Youth Choir of the First Baptist Church of Jefferson City, MO at the Triumphant Life Christian Church in the predominantly black community of Highland Park, MI. Pastors of both races will directly confront how racism affects us all.
"If we stand together, they cannot divide us" racial reconciliation service
Deacon Charles Thomas,Evangel Ministries
Pastor Harvey Presberry,Canfield Church of God
Rev. Sharon Buttry,Associate Dir., Training and Education International Hope Center
Pastor Kevin Johnson, Calvary Presbyterian Church
Apostle Velma Clopton,Victory In The Truth, Mesa, AZ
Apostle Joseph Hobbs, Triumphant Life Christian Church
Bishop Herman Starks,Sanctuary of the Holy Spirit
Refuge Youth Choir of the First Baptist Church of Jefferson City, MO
7PM July 11th, 2016
Triumphant Life Christian Church
13254 Thompson, Highland Park, MI 48203


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Indian police officials walk with Subhash Jangir (C/L)and Maulana Ramzan (C/R), who they said are accused of spying for Pakistan, in New Delhi. Photograph:( Reuters )
A day after a Pakistan High Commissioner staffer was expelled from India over charges of espionage, a personal assistant of a Samajwadi Party's (SP) member of parliament (MP) in the upper house was detained by Delhi Police on Friday night.
Farhat, the aide of Rajya Sabha (upper house of Indian Parliament) MP Munabbar Saleem, was detained last night, said a senior crime branch officer, adding his interrogation is underway, Indian news agency PTI reported.
Meanwhile, Delhi Police is trying to nab other members of the espionage racket after Pakistan High Commission staffer Mehmood Akhtar was reportedly caught receiving defence secret documents about the deployment of Indian security forces here on October 26.
Two others, Maulana Ramzan and Subhash Jangir, residents of Nagaur, Rajasthan, were held along with Akhtar. Another accused Sohaib was detained in Jodhpur and brought to Delhi by the police where he was arrested, PTI reported.
(WION with inputs from PTI)


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Shake Hands With the Devil DVD
Starring Don Murray, James Cagney, Dana Wynter, Glynis Johns, Michael Redgrave, Sybil Thorndike, Cyril Cusack, Marianne Benet, John Breslin, Harry Brogan
Directed by Michael Anderson
Drama set in 1920s Ireland in which a young man drawn unwittingly into the IRA's fight for independence falls in love with a British girl kidnapped by the group.
Medical student Kerry O'Shea (Don Murray) initially sees no reason to get involved in the increasingly violent struggle against the British occupiers of Ireland.
However, when he uses his medical skills to assist an injured friend he finds himself in trouble with the British and left with little choice but to join the IRA, under the tutelage of his former professor, the unpredictable Sean Lenihan (James Cagney).
Kerry appears set to follow Lenihan along the path to violent extremism, but will his feelings for the kidnapped Jennifer Curtis (Dana Wynter) force him to reconsider?
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- Studio: Metrodome Distribution
- Release date: 11/06/2012
- Genre: Drama
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COM: Social Media Associate (S99991)
Summary, Scope, and Responsibilities
Are you a social media maven? Are you interested in helping tell Bates College's story on social media? Come join the Communications team!
The Bates Communications Office is looking for a social media associate to help support the college's social media presence. The Social Media Associate will perform the following duties in addition to developing, creating and proposing their own social media campaign for Bates.
– Research key moments in Bates history
– Research Bates Alumni success stories
– Brainstorm new ideas for campaigns to further communications goals
– Prepare emerging trends reports
– Prepare and analyze social analytics reports
– Survey Bates students regarding their current social media consumption and habits
– Work to expand the active student body audience of the College's core social media properties


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What type of partnership did you find to be the most beneficial and/or effective?
Submitted by jkrieger on 25 May 2016 - 3:07pm
The core partners in Seattle/King County include the local health department, safety net clinics, health plans and public housing agencies. Additional partners have included schools, American Lung Association, NGOs working with ethnic and minority communities.
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I am not one for writing opinion pieces, and I am have been so nervous to post this piece just because it is so out of my comfort zone, but this is an issue that I deem very important. I have actually been editing this piece for about two weeks, I keep coming back to it and trying to make it perfect. It is really far from perfect, but if I keep editing it, it will never get published, so fuck it. Here is my imperfect, totally biased argument on why Ireland needs to have a YES result on our marriage equality referendum.
The time has finally come where the Irish public can vote in favour of marriage equality. This has been a long time coming, and overdue, but I am delighted to have to opportunity to vote in favour of equality in Ireland.
I don't know if my ramblings will change anyone's opinion, or decision on which way they will vote next month, but I wanted to voice my opinion and why I think it is so unbelievably important that we get a YES vote in May.
I didn't come to the decision that I wanted to vote yes, it was more like an internal compass of right and wrong which decided for me. Call it intuition, but that internal guide that helps you make gut decisions, and mine tells me that it is wrong that people in Ireland (and the rest of the world) are not 100% equal. Any sort of inequality is wrong, and it just doesn't sit well with me. It is not something I can explain clearly, but we all have this internal guide, the one that makes you feel uncomfortable when you see an injustice, and for me, any kind of inequality is an injustice.
I was really surprised to find a couple of people in my life who are quite happy to say that they will be voting NO on May 22nd. I always imagine people who will vote no are of another generation/ of another time, so I genuinely thought a friend of mine was winding me up when they said that if they vote, they will vote no. I am not neutral on the issue, and I can't help but be judgemental when someone tells me that they will be voting no. To me, it's like sticking your hand up and saying "I am a rascist"or "I am a sexist", obviously I know it is not the same thing exactly, BUT it is judging someone on something that is beyond their control.
Below are a couple of the arguments I have heard from people who will be voting no in May.
'It's not natural'….
- Makeup
- McDonalds
- Airplanes
- Modern Medicine
- Toasters
- iPhones
- Glasses
- Netflix
A short and sweet list of unnatural things. We are discussing love and relationships, not photosynthesis.
Love is natural. How is love not acceptable when it is between two people of the same gender? Loving feelings are the most natural thing in the world. You may be attracted to someone physically, but you fall in love with someone's soul, their heart and their spirit.
If you give me the whole 'Adam and Eve' story, I am going to tell you that a story is not relevant in 2015. If you want to look to religion to help guide you to live a more meaningful and loving life, that is great. But religion should not be used as a weapon to empower one group of people, and take away from another. This is not a religious debate, it is an equality issue.
People choose to be gay: Okay if you genuinely believe that it is a choice, then prove it. Choose to be gay and report back. I am not gay, but I know I didn't choose to be straight, I just am.
'But what about the kids'… if we are talking about an adoption, then a child who is in need has the opportunity to be a part of a happy and loving family. If you also think that the children may not grow up to be rounded people as they were only raised by one sex, then we have a serious problem, because there are so many single parents out there raising children without a partner of the opposite sex…. UGHHHHH!
*extra points when someone brings up: "The kids will get bullied in school"… that's a bullying problem. When you have kids will they be going to school thinking it's ok to bully someone for having same sex parents, single parents, grand parents for parents, adoptive parents? Don't raise bullies and there won't be a bullying problem. Explain to kids that some people come from homes that are different to theirs, but that is ok. Kids don't judge, but they learn through example.
I have heard some other stupid arguments that I just can't even type out just because they defy logic and are born out of ignorance.
I think the Irish attitude to sex and sexuality is changing and growing, but there are still many issues we need to overcome. Women are judged quite a lot on their sexual activity, words like slut are thrown around, and they really stick! The judgement on homosexuals seems to be so much worse, for so little! Friends of mine have been confronted and abused for holding hands with their partners in public, because they are a same-sex couple. I hold hands with Conor all the time and I have never had anything said to me about it. I can't imagine how judged same-sex couples must feel, for doing something as innocent as hand holding. I know that attitudes are not going to change overnight, but a Yes result will take us one step closer.
One final note I would like to make is that as the Irish are, we are a pretty easy-going nation. So many people I have talked to about voting on the 22nd have said they will vote for equality, but when I ask, "will you go out of your way to cast that vote?" The reaction has been mixed. I honestly believe that those who intent on voting NO on May 22nd, will get up and have their voices heard. They will vote against equality, while many of the Yes voters may have a more relaxed attitude. If you are voting YES on May 22nd, please actually Vote, and encourage your friends and family to do the same. This will be a great day for Ireland, and it means our future generations will grow up in a world with less prejudice and judgement.
Love is love and equality enriches us all.
Thank you for reading, I would love to hear your thoughts below and how you are voting May 22nd.
Visit YES EQUALITY for more information, and to pledge to vote yes May 22nd.


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The Rural Emergency Assessment Clinical Training (REACT) course is designed to assist Western Australian general practitioners and visiting medical practitioners to maintain their emergency knowledge, skills, and gain formal assessment towards their emergency credentialing, as required by WA Country Health Service (WACHS).
Covering cardiac arrest, major trauma in both adults and children and associated life saving procedural skills, REACT is a highly interactive workshop, with participants predominantly involved in practical skill stations and simulated scenarios.
PLEASE NOTE: should you register to attend a REACT course as part of meeting your WACHS visiting medical practitioner emergency department credentialing requirements, Rural Health West is required to provide assessment results to the relevant WACHS Regional Medical Director.
Eligibility: all medical practitioners are welcome to register with priority given to Western Australian general practitioner visiting medical practitioners and locums on rural placement.
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All cancellation notifications in relation to workshop places should be made in writing to the Continuing Professional Development Coordinator.


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To Doug,
I would buy Platinum if it
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I am forced to buy Gold.
I feel that it is a lot more
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up more programs than it is
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Is there any one else that would like
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This is the first annual report of the National Office for Suicide Prevention (NOSP) which was established by the Health Service Executive following the launch, in September 2005, of Reach Out - A National Strategy for Action on Suicide Prevention.
The activities relating to suicide prevention referred to in this report represent continued progress on suicide prevention activities of recent years. The partnerships created at local and national level, with statutory, voluntary and community organisations represent the building blocks on which we can make a real input in reducing the level of suicides in Ireland.
Click the link on this page to download or read this report.
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Customers may request refunds for a variety of reasons, and it's important to know how to deal with refunds from an accounting standpoint. The steps you take vary depending on the type of refund, whether inventory is involved, and your accounting methods.
Accounting for Cash Refunds
When you accept cash for a sale, you account for the transaction by creating a debit in the cash column and a credit in the sales column. If the item is returned, you must reverse that process and note a debit in the sales column and a corresponding credit in the cash column. If you don't pay the refund immediately, you should put the credit in the payable column. Then, debit this column and move the credit to the cash column when you issue the payment to your client.
Inventory Records
If inventory is returned to you in sellable conditions, you need to update your inventory records accordingly. However, if you cannot resell the item, you should record a loss. If you have a significant amount of inventory losses, you may want to devote a column to loss on write-down of inventory. When you write off inventory, you need to offset debits in this column with credits to your inventory asset account. However, if you have a relatively insignificant amount of losses, you may simply want to record the loss with your cost of goods sold. Again, you should record the loss as a debit to your COGS and record a corresponding credit in your inventory assets.
Credit Sales
If you are refunding an invoice you have issued and have not received payment yet, you need to record the funds differently. When you issue the invoice, you typically record a debit for the amount of the invoice in your receivables column and a credit in the sales category. To process the refund, you should debit sales and credit receivables.
Claiming a Loss
In cases where you issue the invoice at the end of the fiscal year but issue the refund in the new year, you may need to report a loss on your income tax return. You can claim the loss on line 8590 of your T2125 with your bad debts. Bad debts are invoiced amounts you have already reported as income that have become uncollectible.
Refunding QuickBooks Online Payments
Processing a refund using accounting software can be easier than entering the debits and credits manually. Additionally, if you use QuickBooks Online payments or QuickBooks-compatible POS software, you can issue a refund using your payment program. Then the program automatically syncs the refund with your accounting records.
Goods and Services Tax
If you issue a refund for a sale that included goods and services tax, you should return the tax that was paid to the customer. When you submit your GST/HST return to the Canada Revenue Agency, make sure to note all of the GST/HST that you collected during the period. If you have refunded any previously reported GST/HST, you should note this as well.


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Are you a video editor-shooter with professional experience? Are you an aviation enthusiast?
King Schools, the leader in computer-based training for pilots, is searching for a Full Time
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Some of the requirements:
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- WHAT: SPOKES (Support for Parents Of Kids with Epilepsy and Seizures) support group meeting
- WHEN: 6-7 p.m. Monday, Aug. 11
- WHERE: Baton Rouge Rehab Hospital, 8595 United Plaza Blvd., conference room 2
- DETAILS: Kelli Whitaker, physician's assistant, will speak about effective ways to track seizures in order to better communicate with physicians. The group is specifically designed for parents of children with epilepsy to find common ground on successes and challenges they face in their everyday lives.
- WHAT: Alzheimer's Services Sharing the Journey workshop
- WHEN: Noon to 1:30 p.m. Aug. 5, 12, 19 and 26
- WHERE: Alzheimer's Services, 3772 North Blvd., Baton Rouge
- REGISTRATION: Required. Call (225) 334-7494 or alzbr.com
- DETAILS: Sharing the Journey is a free, supportive and educational workshop for caregivers and individuals with dementia. Each workshop consists of four sessions where attendees will "share the journey" to dementia care, understanding medication, legal preparation and end of life care.
- WHAT: HIV and syphilis testing.
- WHEN & WHERE: Dr. Leo S. Butler Community Center, 950 E. Washington St., offers HIV testing from 8:30 a.m. to 4 p.m. Mondays-Thursdays and syphilis testing from 2-4 p.m. on Wednesdays; Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Community Center, 4000 Gus Young Ave., offers testing from 9 a.m. to noon on Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays, from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. on Wednesdays and from 8:30 a.m. to noon on Fridays; Delmont Service Center, 3535 Riley St., offers testing from 2-4 p.m. every third Wednesday; and EKL Mid-City, North Foster at Gus Young Avenue, offers testing from 9-11 a.m. and 4-7 p.m. on Tuesdays.
- DETAILS: Tests are free, anonymous and confidential.