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Mrs. Sylvia Fellani

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Before applying to college in 1963, I spent several weekends visiting prospective schools in Ohio and Pennsylvania. I had already heard a lot about Smithson College from my first cousin, Fred who was then in his senior year and full of stories about wild parties, road trips, and other mayhem. As a scholarship kid, he lived inexpensively off campus by renting a room from a widow who worked as a children's librarian in the public library. In exchange for a modest rent and help around the house and yard, Fred enjoyed the benefits of a normal home. Mrs. Fellani did...

Mother’s Sexy Clothes

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It was a typical Saturday night in our household. I was preparing for another night in front of the television, while my Mother was getting ready for a night on the town. There was only the two of us in the house since my Father left us when I was about four years old. I was eighteen years old, but due to being skinny and boyish looking people took me for being about fifteen. I was also very shy, especially around girls. I longed to have a girlfriend, but I just did not have the confidence to ask anyone out....

Lingerie in the Basement

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Part 1 - Caught Stealing her Panties When I was a teenager, I lived in a large apartment building. All of the laundry equipment was in the basement and was shared by the tenants. Most people used the dryers however one woman used the clothesline to dry her lingerie. I discovered this one evening when I was sent down to the basement to bring up the laundry and saw her hanging out the most delicious set of panties. They were all bikinis with lacy fronts and see through backs. Some were just a silky triangle in the front with three...

Jamie Learns His Lesson

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After getting kicked out of a Swiss boarding school for smoking cigarettes and stealing, Jamie had been sent by his parents to a day school in Kent, England for his junior year and placed with a widow who rented an extra room in her home for the occasional foreign student. Mrs. Constance Worthington was a kindly but no nonsense woman in her mid-forties living on a small pension since her husband died in a car crash five years earlier. Unfortunately, Jamie's bad habits followed him to Kent where he was caught stealing a shirt from a small clothing store run...