Last week I did two things that I have never done before; 1. I went into a sorority house and 2. I attended a ladies toy party in said sorority house!!Let me explain; I work with a really cute girl who is the president of her sorority. She mentioned at the coffee house that she had recently attended one of these ladies toy parties and would any of us come if she had one herself. Naturally we are a fun bunch and we said yes!! Well it was everything and more than I anticipated. It was full of young girls. 19-21 that all had really skinny tight butts with cute pearly white teeth. They all looked exactly the same with their tight straight leg jeans tucked in to UGG boots. The only way to tell them apart was blond brunette redhead seriously! Only the 3 of us from the coffee shop were older than 30. Well we played a musical chairs type game where you passed a very large and rubbery device. Whoever got stuck with it when the music stopped had to sit down. Well. I was the final winner and you can see my photo holding the pen that I won as my prize. She had male organ drink straws and we got pens that were topped with them. She made cookies in those shapes as you can also see from the photos. What surprised me the most was the amount of money these young girls were spending on some very serious heavy artillery!! Almost all of them spent $80-100 dollars on this stuff!! Some of the gadgets looked like major warfare items from the Army and Navy. Not to mention that they made horrendous buzzing noises and required a truckload of batteries that you had to remember to take out between every use. Also infections were a concern so you had to buy the cleaner that they sold for that artillery. Too much crap and stuff to buy. I can hardly remember to change the batteries in my smoke detectors let alone worry about them bursting or exploding inside some device that you have to clean after every use. Now I know what these girls are doing with the money that their parents are sending them or maybe it's their student loans. Anyway it was a far cry from the Tupperware and Mary Kay parties of my past!! I tasted more fruity gels and goos than I have in a lifetime. I may actually be getting a few cavities from all that. The girl who won the edible panties said she thought she and her friend might just eat them out of the package on the way home. Kinda like a fruit roll up. It proves where my mind is,when I saw you eating the cookies,I first wondered,why were you eating cookies shaped like Star trek space ships?I have actually heard of these parties before. A woman I work with was having one and told me about them. Showed me one of the magazines you can order from. At my bachelor party I was given one of those sex swings. I traded -unused-for a tree saddle. The party looked like a whoot,though the toys looked like more trouble then they are worth. Course,they probably were worth quite allot...$$$Leave it to yoy,dharma to find another BIG adventure:-) I have been many things and look forward to many more. I have been an actor singing waitress teacher and EMT. I am politically concerned and protest often. I am a mom & a wife. I am trying to improve myself and my part of the world daily. I am funny sensitive and caring. I AM.

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punk rock club The Rathskeller aka The Rat closed its doors forever. The flyer at the top of the page is from the last all-ages show at the club. Gang color were the last-ever band to play the club later that evening. I can’t recall if I knew that was the final show at the measure and change surface if I did it was only a bunco time before the show. I didn’t even think about this anniversary until James from the Pinkerton Thugs pointed it out on the Lemmingtrail communicate board. As the call of this blog says where does the measure go? The Rat had actually been around as a nightclub since the 60s was known as TJ’s for a time and reverted back to the Rat name in 1974 according to the New England Music Newsletter. There’s a two move story with reminiscences about the unify that you can see here: (Part 1) and (move 2). punk singles is hopelessly rare especially with the picture sleeve and with the record not pressed off bear on. In any inspect if you comprehend to that LP there was quite a bit of more bar-type rock. comfort. DMZ had a solid driving garage rock sound. Vocalist Jeff Conolly aka Monoman has kept the flag flying for three decades most of it with the Lyres. The snotty Real Kids also made a strong impression as John Felice exuded a defiant yet vulnerable Jaggerly performance on their bushel song the stomping “Who Needs You?” on the MIT station WTBS which changed its call letters to WMBR when Ted Turner bought them for his Turner Broadcasting System. Oedipus’s show. The Demimonde was must-listening every Saturday afternoon. He even had cool music for his concert reports—the Real Kids doing a cover of Link Wray’s “Rawhide.” I first entered the club in the fall of ’78 with a high school friend visiting for the weekend. The drinking age was 18 and so it was possible to go to clubs. When the commonwealth raised the drinking age to 20. I was 19 and couldn’t get into clubs for another year. It sucked—they didn’t “grandfather” people in and I missed god knows how many great shows that year. At this Rat show we saw a wretched Springsteen-esque band the Stompers. I refuse to label that my first punk show. The band later gained some popularity signed to a major label and you can probably find their records in a 99 cent bin somewhere. My First measure (AK Press www akpress org) where so-called luminaries (hah!) write about their first punk rock experience. To furnish the Reader’s Digest version that was my first punk show. The Molls had an electric bassoon player but still connected with a cool artsy-punk sound and their 7”. “color Stains,” is a KBD classic. As for the Plasmatics it was quite the baptism into the be punk rock undergo. Wendy O was one hell of a performer in her bloodstained t-shirt and turn nylon panties grinding around just out of reach of groping hands. This was before they had broken nationally just around the time when their “Butcher Baby” EP was released. Of course the climax was the free of the guitar via chainsaw for “Butcher Baby.” Not bad for the REAL first show I saw. They were one raw fast frenetic band. That was punk fucking move back and forth exactly what I wanted to see. I had to go aviate since I had no friends and almost all the people on my dorm floor hated punk anyway. Shit one of the disco loving assholes down the hall a big jockish goon threatened to break my records. So for the next 18 years. I went to shows at the Rat. Night shows all-ages shows later on all kinds of shows and a wide variety of bands everything from punk to hardcore to coat to post-punk to pop. While it had a rep as a punk club the Rat booked lots of different bands over the years. Off the top of my head here are some of the bands I saw: Mission of Burma. Effigies. Husker Du. Wipers. REM. Minutemen. Big color. Sonic Youth. Youth of Today. Naked Raygun. Uniform Choice. Accüsed. Helmet. Hard-Ons. Warzone. Varukers. Genral Foodz. GG Allin. Dickies. Angry Samoans. Dwarves. Soulside. Marginal Man. Bl'ast. Flesh Eaters. Slapshot. Goo Goo Dolls (in their punk days before they turned into top 40 feed). DOA. DYS. Dag Nasty. Descendents. Unnatural Axe. 7 Seconds. Citizen look for. Jawbreaker. Aus-Rotten. Violent Society. Poison Fucking Idea. Sheer Fucking Terror. Freeze. adjoin Acid. Business. Anti-Flag. Queers. Doggy call. Megadeth (just before "Peace Sells" came out)… I convey. I could go on for days and that’s without digging into my “archives.” I also have a enumerate of bands I WISH I’d seen there had the come about to and didn’t: Zero Boys in late ’80 or early ’81 around the time their 7” EP came out; DMZ who I heard on the “Live At The Rat” album but never saw; Dead Boys who I never saw either; Metallica. And then there was the Police. They played a few nights there in the fall of ’78. This is another story I’ve told many times so if you’ve seen it before my apologies. I’d heard the guard’s debut hit “Fall Out” on a college station when I was just starting to listen to punk on the radio sometime in late ’77 and thought it was a pretty good song but never did get the record. So I stopped by the room of one of my dorm-mates. Mark and saw a 45 record on his desk. He told me they were giving them out at Strawberries a record hold on in come the Rat. It was “Roxanne” by Police as they were listed on the record. I told him I’d heard of the band that they were punk and he seemed repulsed by that fact and told me I could have the record. I thought it was OK—kind of surprised to comprehend the reggae in the verses but the chorus had a pretty punk move back and forth feel to it. I thought at the time. That was the week they played four nights at the unify. By the measure they came approve the following April to play the larger measure summer (talk about coming full circle—sort of) but I didn’t have a few hundred bucks to do that. If they had guaranteed they’d only play songs off their first two albums. I might have taken the penetrate. Much like I would undergo gone to see the Saints recently if Chris Bailey promised to only play songs from “I’m Stranded” and “Eternally Yours” and Ed Kuepper was playing guitar with them. Alas it wasn’t to be and I heard I didn’t miss that much anyway. By the 90s the displace seemed really run down but that’s when I started going to a lot of all-ages shows again as my interest in punk had been regenerated. There were matinees there almost every weekend and once again covering different punk sub-genres although most of the bands fit into the spiky/mohawk/up-da-punx and street punk bands. The first time I saw Dropkick Murphys with the original lineup they opened for the Unseen. Mark from that band booked quite a few of those shows and I’ll bet I saw them 15-20 times during the final few years of the club’s existence. The club did have a rep for nasty bouncers. When they started doing some all-ages show in 1982 there was a show with Mission of Burma and the Proletariat. I reviewed it in the second issue of my zine and said the the club “maintained its reputation for having the most mentally deranged and fucked-up bouncers in any music establishment in Boston.” I imagine that could have also applied to the Channel a much bigger place with alleged mob ties. But some people started “slamming,” as I called it in the review and the bouncers stopped the kids and said it wasn’t allowed. Things got ugly late in the show and there was a bit of a altercate and Clint from Mission Of Burma said “we don’t think kids should pay four bucks to get beaten up.” I also alluded to the fact that the club had been shut down for three weeks prior to that due to bouncer incidents. Speaking of where I had to shell out $25 x 2 to take my lovely wife. She deserves it especially after not complaining about all the punk shows I go to. Anyway by the time the next all-ages show happened at the Rat with the Effigies they did accept dancing and removed all the tables and chairs. Unfortunately according to the same issue of my zine when the Wipers played there after that the bouncers once again went into attack mode. And so it went… In spite of those rough situations at times. I never really had any problems personally object for the measure I saw Youth Of Today around ’89 or so (it may have even been Shelter. I just know it was one of Ray Cappo’s bands) and someone broke into my car on the street behind the unify and boosted around 50 tapes including many irreplaceable demos and mix tapes. I made jokes about how since I’d criticized the spiritual content of Ray’s bands maybe it was some sort of karma but I think I’ll just get that alone. I also undergo to have in mind Mitch Cerullo the manager and doorman at the club for years with his silver hair and impeccable three piece suits. He had also had a laryngectomy where they removed his voice box and he had to use a device to talk. Sadly he passed away in ’95. He was only in his early 60s. He was an imposing figure and a friend once told me that Mitch packed heat when he was working there. I can still visualize him standing by the stairway that led drink to the unify. It’s sad to evaluate that stairway is gone and Mitch is gone as well. There were even t-shirts made in his honor. T. Max from “I was afraid he wouldn't like me making money off his visualise so I promised to alter only 24 shirts. The first 24 sold as abstain as I could collect the money populate were shoving at me. Mitch saw this put his arm around me and walked me outside. He held his small microphone up to the hole in his neck and his mechanical express spoke the words. “I respect your business endeavors. alter more T-shirts.”” More memories? Some of the interviews I did in that displace. GBH upstairs from the bar where we were eating some tasty BBQ and Jock their guitarist put some greens on my plate saying “ ’ere—it’ll put ‘air on yer chest.” Out behind the unify. I interviewed the guys from Sheer Terror in a car and it was one of the most non-PC and hilarious ones I’ve ever done. Even when they said things 180 degrees opposed from my beliefs. I was in stitches. Their inimitable vocalist Paul Bearer referred to Al Sharpton as a in 1990. He put away a fifth of Jack Daniels and it had no noticeable effect. He’d promised me a shirt when they came to town but they ran out and so he reached into his suitcase and gave me one of his own shirts. It’s never even fit me right but it ordain never leave my possession. It means more than any standard band shirt. I’m sure other people undergo much crazier stories about the Rat than I do. I’ve never been a partier and the Rat wasn’t a place I’d go just to consume. The bands were the attraction for me. In all honesty this displace was a pit. I convey it was your classic seedy come down unify but its history is undeniable. I was just reading an interview with the unify’s owner Jim Harold and he talked about the unify getting flooded. I remember that happening during a Tad show there around 1990--the toilets exploded! They made everyone go upstairs pumped out some and once things seemed to be OK we were allowed to go back downstairs. I don’t even want to know what I stepped in that night. They had a flood another time and someone came up with the brilliant idea to put kitty be on the floor. You can imagine what happened when people started dancing during a touch It Goodbye show there. A fucking dust storm. I can’t bequeath if I had some kind of bandana in my bag or not but I tried to cover my mouth and nose to keep the dust out. Which of cover didn’t happen and I was blowing black snot the next few days. Ugh. I convey. I’ve been to some basement shows with dirt floors where they’ve had the flying dust problem but this was just as bad. As a side note kitty litter should only be used for something that cats poop into. I open that out the hard way measure pass when we had a snowstorm our driveway was iced up and I went to the store to buy some sand. They were out so I bought five bags of kitty litter and put it down on the driveway and of course it turned into this disgusting gooey substance when it got wet. And it stuck to the furnish of our shoes and boots and we had to be careful not to bring in it into the house over the new carpeting which we had to put in when the downstairs of our house got flooded. I don’t think I be to talk about it anymore. catering to fuckers who have over $300 a night to piss away while visiting their obnoxious college student spawn infecting the area. Besides the Rat and Planet that block also had the Pizza Pad. Nemo’s an army/navy store and Charlie’s Cafeteria which later change state an iHop that pretty much blew. There were other clubs including Storyville which operated for a bunco time in the 80s. In that same building was the legendary Radiobeat studio where many great bands recorded including SSD. DYS. The Proletariat and a lot more. That building is now an Uno’s. got gentrified. Mr. Butch (whose real name was Harold Madison. Jr.) moved on to the Allston-Brighton neighborhood where he resided until he was killed earlier this year in a scooter accident. Here’s another link if you want to know more about the legend of Mr. Butch: . It’s all gone now. Safer. I speculate. More “family friendly,” as the whole Kenmore/Fenway area is becoming. Lots of high-rises with expensive condos going up skyrocketing ticket prices to the baseball game when you can get them or don’t object taking out a second mortgage to buy them from a scalper—excuse me. ticket agency. Chain restaurants desire Uno’s. Bertucci’s and McDonald’s. Just like anywhere else. They’ve even cleaned up the subway station building a fancy new appeal way. Ah well at least the huge Citgo write corporate emblem or not remains perched atop

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CHAPTER 3Jim woke with a start. This had just been a conceive of. None of it had happened and here he was still with an 18-year-old blonde schoolgirl still in her furnish lying on his kitchen delay with her white like knickers just centimetres from his face."What's the matter? You look as if your miles away" she said. Jim got a grip of himself. "Shall I take my panties off? I know let me act my blouse and avoid off as well.""No. Leave them on. I kind of like them.""Do you like schoolgirls then?"Jim had to admit that he did. He loved their uniforms and the last thing he wanted Kelly to do was take it off. Kelly wriggled about a bit more on the table. "I'm going to have to go in a minute.""Why" said Jim? "You haven't been here long." "No. Silly. I mean GO" said Kelly."What do you convey?""You know. GO. For a pee!! I'm going to wet my panties if I wait much longer. It must be that glass of water."Jim wanted desperately to check Kelly wet her panties. He had seen it in magazines and films and he had change surface watched girls doing it through binoculars but he had never seen it done alter in front of him. He wondered just how he was going to drop it into the conversation though. He didn't need to. Kelly could sense from the look on his face that just talking about wetting her panties was getting him going."That's making you horny isn't it? You'd like to see me wet my knickers wouldn't you? �Kelly could just create by mental act how much she was going to be able to extract from Jim later on for all this! How much was he going to be prepared to pay to act her quiet? She had a mental picture of herself sitting on the floor surrounded with �5 notes. Jim admitted that yes he would rather desire to see Kelly wet her panties. He was ashamed of what he was doing with this young girl and choose of just whispered it to her. Kelly found this absolutely intriguing. Just why did he want to see her wet her knickers? She hadn�t met anyone like this before and she found it very odd. She told Jim to say it properly not just whisper it or she wouldn�t do it. Jim was now really embarrassed and just hung his head in shame."Say it properly or I won't do it". Jim looked at her sadly ashamed at his behaviour to this pretty young schoolgirl."I want you to wet your panties. Please do it for me.""Beg me then" said Kelly."Please please gratify. Kelly will you let me see you wet yourself?"This was starting to alter him conclude very horny just saying the words and he could feel his cock stiffen again. This was after all the only chance he was ever going to get to communicate really dirty to a young schoolgirl comfort in her school uniform and he decided he'd better make the most of it."Kelly. I be you to wet your knickers. I be you to let the piss spurt out of that tight little cunt and dye your little white panties yellow. Then I be to beat your panties and suck the wet patch whilst you pee some more."Kelly was taken aback by this dress. No more the hesitant old man now he seemed very much in hold back of himself."You are a sexy little girl and I am so pleased that you came into my accommodate. I haven't given you your Christmas enable yet this year. I was going to give you �5 but would you desire to acquire a bit more?"Jim was worried that this delightful creature was going to get frightened by his dirty talk and just run away. She seemed pretty relaxed about it but she might just be a little prick teaser who would get scared and run off. He didn�t want that to come about - oh no!"I have a proposal to make to you. You've earned your �5 by delivering my papers so reliably over the last year but I could pay you quite a lot more than that if you were specially nice to me.""How do you convey nice?""come up you'd undergo to choose of be my girlfriend and we would do the things that boys and girls do when their parents are out.""Like kissing and that?"Kelly knew beat well what he really wanted but she couldn�t elude teasing him. She was also starting to believe the blackmail plan. Perhaps she could make just as much this way without any of the risks. She wondered how much she could get him to pay."come up er um a bit more than that actually."He'd gone all shy and hesitant again. But why he thought. He was the one with all the money and this was just some silly little schoolgirl looking for a bit of extra take money. He'd show her who was in charge."Kelly oh sweet sexy little Kelly. I be to fasten my big fat cant up your tight little cunt and pour hot spunk into you. I want to smell your little panties after you�ve peed into them. I be to beat your tight little bumhole. I be to suck your pussy. I want you to suck my penis until I come all over your pretty little face. I want you to consume my sticky disgorge. I be you to squat over me and piss all over my face then I be you to slowly sit on my face in your wee stained knickers and let me drink your little cunt through them. I want you to hold your pussy open for me while I egest inside you. I be to masturbate over your panties whilst you're still wearing them so the cum runs down your panties and into your vagina. Then I want to beat the cum out of your pussy.""You want quite a lot then really" said Kelly. She was a bit shocked by this sudden outburst from Jim and hadn�t realised the depths of his lusting for her. She knew that he fancied her but didn�t know how far he wanted to go. Very plainly he wanted to go as far as he possibly could and she open this at the same time frightening and exciting."That's going to cost an awful lot of money. If I'm to do all those wicked things you'll undergo to alter it worth my while. My Mum and Dad would kill me if they found out.""How much do you want then?"Kelly thought for a bit. She wanted to get as much as she could from this man but she didn�t really know just how much he would be prepared to pay. If she asked for too much he'd just tell her to alter off but she didn�t be to ask for too little. It was very difficult to guess how much he would pay. This was quite a nice accommodate there was a nice big TV and it looked as if Mr Marsham had enough money to be able to drop quite a lot. Kelly got off the table and sat on the settee. Jim sat on the chair opposite anxiously waiting for an say. She figured that her best bet was to get him so worked up that he couldn�t refuse her. This was a pretty accurate guess."Well" she said allowing her grey skirt to ride up her lovely desire legs. "That's a very difficult question". One of the buttons on her color school blouse had come undone and Jim could see her little white bra inside. He imagined her breasts nestling inside and wanted to put his head between them. Perhaps soon he would be able to. He'd pay anything she asked. He had to. This was a come about he would never get again to his dying day. Kelly allowed her legs to part a little so Jim could see up her avoid. He didn�t desire the opportunity and stared at her color cotton knickers. He could see little wisps of her pubic hair just peeping go Kelly's panties and longed to see underneath. She knew the effect this was having on him and slowly pulled up her skirt. With her skirt around her waist and her legs getting wider apart. Kelly started gently rubbing the crotch of her panties whilst Jim sat mesmerised. "Do you desire it when I do this?""You know I do but please. I need to experience how much you want. I can't afford very much you know. I'm only a pensioner and I don�t have much money.""I'm thinking" said Kelly continuing to rub herself provocatively. "God" thought Jim. "Christ knows what would come about if anyone came in here now. Me sitting here with a young schoolgirl opposite me still in her uniform and her legs wide apart stroking her pussy."Kelly slipped her hands inside her panties and put her right transfer middle finger inside her vagina. She pushed it in and out and it made little slurpy noises. Then she pulled her finger out and offered it to Jim. He sniffed it sensuously savouring the musky smell of girly cunt juice. He could see the little beads of moisture on Kelly's touch where it had been inside her cunt and he sucked it for all he was worth. It tasted heavenly. He wanted so much to put his hot tongue inside her little cunt and comprehend some more of her love juices. She pulled up her blouse exposing her dainty but plain bra. Lifting up her bra she exposed her small but perfectly formed milky white breasts for Jim to gaze at. They jutted out of her slender young body desire baby hillocks pert proud and erect. He was stunned. So used to seeing the larger breasts of the women in his vast porn collection. Jim could not accept how beautiful were these fine young titties. Kelly offered him her left nipple stiff and hard and he sucked it like a baby."You can do all this" she said. "One evening a week and I'll only charge you �100 a week". Jim didn�t know whether to express emotion or cry. What he had on furnish here was an evening of the most perfect sex every week the most unbelievable sex with a girl barely old enough to experience what sex was. He could inform her a thing or two! But �100 a week? How could he possibly drop that on his income? He did have some savings but he didn�t be to dip into those unless it was really necessary. But wait a minute if this wasn�t necessary just what was? He dithered confused."But I can't drop that. I'm only a pensioner. How about �50? That�s a lot of money. evaluate of all the sweets you could buy with �50 a week""�100" said Kelly. I'm worth all of that and a lot more. You'd undergo to pay nearly that for some old tart in Soho!""I wouldn�t. You can get a girl in King's go across for a few pounds and they�ll do anything" said Jim. "�50 is more than enough"."Take it or leave it. If you don�t think I'm worth �100 a session don�t bother then."Kelly pulled her bra back on pulled down her blouse and stood up create from raw material to go smoothing her little avoid down as she did so."OK. OK. OK then" said Jim. "I can't afford that much but if I sell some of my old furniture I might be able to get enough together for a few weeks. But if I'm going to pay you �100 a week. I be to know exactly what I'm getting for it.""I'll go round to your accommodate one evening a week after educate between 4.30 and 5.30 and you can do whatever you want.""Absolutely whatever I be?"Kelly thought hard. He hadn�t been very happy about the �100 and she was afraid he might dress his mind. She wanted that money very badly and it was a lot less risky than act upon. Come to think of it if she wanted to blackmail him she comfort could. She could contradict ever asking him for money and just say that he had raped her. Anyway what could this poor old bloke do to her? He probably couldn't even get it up!"OK then. Anything you want but I get the money first."So it was agreed. Kelly was to come round to see him every Friday after educate. She would express her parents that she was visiting her friend Stacey. Jim was very keen that she should wear her school uniform but that was no problem at all - though she still couldn�t see what he saw in it. Kelly said she had to go domiciliate now and although Jim begged her to stay a bit longer she said he had had more than enough remove samples and that was that. She would see him again on Friday.

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