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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/My_kind_of_Neighborhood</id>
		<title>My kind of Neighborhood</title>
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				<updated>2015-06-11T21:35:36Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Started up this story that I'm going to continue to write, mostly on my own I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;
But I wouldn't mind if anyone wants to add to things that I have written/left currently unwritten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm no English Professor so you don't need to be either, just don't write completely shitty please.&lt;br /&gt;
Feed back is great as I have never done this before! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Figured I'd write this update to say that I currently and for the foreseeable future will have little to no downtime to write anymore for this story. You can either delete it or put it in the graveyard, whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''=================================================================================================================='''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your name is '''[[MKOT_Bradley|Bradley]]''', 18 years old and living with your family in the countryside outside of town. Your family moved out here when you were quite young in the hopes of escaping the buzzing sounds of the big city. Which was only replaced by the buzzing sound of nature. The long dirt road you live off of is lined with 12 houses (6 on each side) including your own.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your mother,'''[[MKOT_Susan|Susan]]'''. is 36 years young as she likes to say, with long dark brown hair that seems to always be tied up in a top knot, huge breasts, thighs, ass, you know exactly why your dad married her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your father, Dan, is 42 years old, with short black hair that is beginning to thin, from pictures you've seen he used to be a total hunk of a man till around the time that the kids showed up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your sister,'''[[MKOT_Bree|Bree]]''', is 10 years old, with short light brown hair, flat breasts, small bubble butt, thin legs. She is the cutest and most innocent little thing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With the summer now here you have decided to do odd jobs around the neighborhood to earn money, mowing lawns, cleaning pools, babysitting, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[MKOT_Wake up|Wake up]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_back_home%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head back home?</title>
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				<updated>2015-05-09T13:33:33Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Phew....what a long day its been already. Checking your phone you see that it's almost 1 o'clock, eh....maybe not THAT long of a day, but you sure feel drained for some reason. Your mind starts to rewind back through the events that have taken place at all the different homes. You first consider your self lucky beyond measure, they were all home and you got the information you needed! But now you're going to need to work out a schedule of when you can visit everyone, they all told you about different times and days when you could go over to their house and start working. Then you consider yourself blessed to be in a neighborhood with so many MILFS, this is definitely my kind of neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You quickly make your way back home as it has occurred to that you may be needing some condoms in the very near future. Now, mom had that unopened pack hidden in her bathroom...but...nah I can't use those, she would see that someone took them and start an investigate of the house or something. No, I'm going to need to run up to the store real quick and pick some up before mom returns home with Bree, I'm sure me coming home with a pack of condoms would raise just as many questions as if I had stolen her pack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so you did just that, once you got back to the house you hoped in your car and made a quick trip to the pharmacy to get a pack of condoms before returning home. Your worked quickly to find a hiding spot and eventually settled on putting it far in the back of a shelf in your closet. As far you know, nobody really goes in you closet, and nobody snoops around the house like you do!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It won't be long now till your mom and sister are home, your mind is on the edge of exhaustion as you wonder how you could start to get on your mothers...good side. And now that you really think about it, especially after visiting the other MILFS, your mother most likely bought all those things for your father! That's it isn't it! She hasn't been able to get him in bed for a while and tried to buy some new sexy clothes....condoms for him...and the bullet vibrator for if the plan failed. The fact that the condom pack is unopened leads you to believe that it had in fact failed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So....your mother is sexually frustrated, maybe I could use that to my advantage?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But before you go any further, you need to write down the info you picked up from the other families. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Take a nap on the couch?|Take a nap on the couch?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go take a shower?|Go take a shower?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Find_the_bathroom%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Find the bathroom?</title>
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				<updated>2015-04-25T16:45:13Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Feeling a little daring you make your way into the seedy looking gas station, the place doesn't look as bad inside as you thought it would, though it is pretty run down. There are only 2 people in the store besides the cashier, a quick look around you locate the sign indicating the bathrooms. You make your way to the back of the gas station to find a male and female bathroom located right next to each other with only, what appears to be, a thin wall separating the two. Noticing an &amp;quot;occupied&amp;quot; on the door of the women's restroom, you slip inside the vacant men's room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The inside of the bathroom was littered with filth, and the smell didn't help much either to change your mind about the seediness of this gas station. In the dimly lit room your eyes are drawn to a bright purple word spray painted on the wall above a small black board. The word GLORYHOLE stood out like a sore thumb in the room, with an arrow pointing down at the small black board. Getting closer to the wall you notice the soft sounds of a woman moaning. You can feel your dick getting hard as you carefully slide the small black board to the side, peering inside you see a much cleaner bathroom with Mrs.Garcia inside!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ah! Stupid kid...playing with my tits like I belong to him&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Garcia was leaning back on the clean toilet seat, her shirt was pulled up exposing her tits as she played with them with one hand. Her other hand was busy rubbing her pussy that was on full display as she sat spread eagle, her shorts on the floor. She was doing her best to keep from moaning too loudly, but you can hear and see everything through the gloryhole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Leave the bathroom?|Leave the bathroom?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Use the gloryhole?|Use the gloryhole?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Quick_stop_at_the_gas_station</id>
		<title>MKOT Quick stop at the gas station</title>
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				<updated>2015-04-25T16:44:54Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The two of you make your way towards the mall, the sound of the radio playing in the background as you zone out. Your eyes drifting over to stare at her tits when they bounce during a bumpy part of he road. You thought your staring was going unnoticed, day dreaming about reaching over and playing with her chest, when she pulls up the bottom of her white t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you stare any harder you might get a nose bleed. They're just tits, I don't see what the big deal is?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You are pleasantly surprised that she didn't bother to put on a bra. Jumping to action you reach over and cup her right breast, massaging it in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey! I didn't give you permission to touch me boy!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Despite her outrage she can't really do anything to stop you while she is busy focusing on driving. Though you can only enjoy your position of power for a moment before a warning light beeps to life, a red E letting the driver know they are out of gas. Mrs.Garcia turns into the nearest gas station, swearing under her breath about being out of gas. As she pulls up to a fuel pump you give her nipple a good squeeze before pulling your hand back, causing her to let out a slight moan as her shirt falls back into place. She looks as though she was about to say something but instead gets out of the SUV to get gas, you decide to hop out and follow her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Walking around the SUV you find her already pumping gas, staring at you with stern eyes, her nipples now visibly hard as she says..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hope you enjoyed yourself because you get to finish refueling while I go use the restroom.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You don't protest and watch her walk over to the, now that you really look at it, seedy looking gas station. She disappears inside while you finish refueling the SUV. About a minute passes by and you wonder if you should follow her inside.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Find the bathroom?|Find the bathroom?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Wait outside?|Wait outside?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Find_the_bathroom%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Find the bathroom?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Find_the_bathroom%3F"/>
				<updated>2015-04-25T16:35:17Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Feeling a little daring you make your way into the seedy looking gas station, the place doesn't look as bad inside as you thought it would, though it is pretty run down. There ar…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Feeling a little daring you make your way into the seedy looking gas station, the place doesn't look as bad inside as you thought it would, though it is pretty run down. There are only 2 people in the store besides the cashier, a quick look around you locate the sign indicating the bathrooms. You make your way to the back of the gas station to find a male and female bathroom located right next to each other with only, what appears to be, a thin wall separating the two. Noticing an &amp;quot;occupied&amp;quot; on the door of the women's restroom, you slip inside the vacant men's room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The inside of the bathroom was littered with filth, and the smell didn't help much either to change your mind about the seediness of this gas station. In the dimly lit room your eyes are drawn to a bright purple word spray painted on the wall above a small black board. The word GLORYHOLE stood out like a sore thumb in the room, with an arrow pointing down at the small black board. Getting closer to the wall you notice the soft sounds of a woman moaning. You can feel your dick getting hard as you carefully slide the small black board to the side, peering inside you see a much cleaner bathroom with Mrs.Garcia inside!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ah! Stupid kid...playing with my tits like I belong to him&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Garcia was leaning back on the clean toilet seat, her shirt was pulled up exposing her tits as she played with them with one hand. Her other hand was busy rubbing her pussy that was on full display as she sat spread eagle, her shorts on the floor. She was doing her best to keep from moaning too loudly, but you can hear and see everything through the gloryhole.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Leave the bathroom?|Leave the bathroom?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Use the gloryhole?|Use the gloryhole?]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Quick_stop_at_the_gas_station</id>
		<title>MKOT Quick stop at the gas station</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Quick_stop_at_the_gas_station"/>
				<updated>2015-04-25T15:52:23Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'The two of you make your way towards the mall, the sound of the radio playing in the background as you zone out. Your eyes drifting over to stare at her tits when they bounce dur…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The two of you make your way towards the mall, the sound of the radio playing in the background as you zone out. Your eyes drifting over to stare at her tits when they bounce during a bumpy part of he road. You thought your staring was going unnoticed, day dreaming about reaching over and playing with her chest, when she pulls up the bottom of her white t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you stare any harder you might get a nose bleed. They're just tits, I don't see what the big deal is?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You are pleasantly surprised that she didn't bother to put on a bra. Jumping to action you reach over and cup her right breast, massaging it in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey! I didn't give you permission to touch me boy!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Despite her outrage she can't really do anything to stop you while she is busy focusing on driving. Though you can only enjoy your position of power for a moment before a warning light beeps to life, a red E letting the driver know they are out of gas. Mrs.Garcia turns into the nearest gas station, swearing under her breath about being out of gas. As she pulls up to a fuel pump you give her nipple a good squeeze before pulling your hand back, causing her to let out a slight moan as her shirt falls back into place. She looks as though she was about to say something but instead gets out of the SUV to get gas, you decide to hop out and follow her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Walking around the SUV you find her already pumping gas, staring at you with stern eyes, her nipples now visibly hard as she says..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hope you enjoyed yourself because you get to finish refueling while I go use the restroom.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You don't protest and watch her walk over to the, now that you really look at it, seedy looking gas station. She disappears inside while you finish refueling the SUV. About a minute passes by and you wonder if you should follow her inside.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Find the bathroom?|Find the bathroom?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Wait outside?|Wait outside?]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Encourage_her%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Encourage her?</title>
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				<updated>2015-03-11T04:50:09Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Deciding it would be best not to provoke her into attacking you...you agree with her and encourage the behavior.  &amp;quot;Ya, that sounds like a good idea to me! I'm sure he wouldn't mi…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Deciding it would be best not to provoke her into attacking you...you agree with her and encourage the behavior.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ya, that sounds like a good idea to me! I'm sure he wouldn't mind if his beautiful wife did a little shopping.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your encouragement and flattery don't go unnoticed, her mouth widening into a wicked smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Finally someone who understands how things go around here, if only my deadbeat husband was half as smart or....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She closes the gap between the two of and cupping the bottom of you chin before kissing your forehead-&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;...as handsome as you&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You stand there stunned momentarily from what just happened, you never imagined that Mrs.Garcia could have a softer, sweeter side to her. While you stood in awe she slipped into the plain clothes you had brought her, despite her previous outrage of never being caught dead in them. Once she was dressed and ready you both made your way out of the house and into her SUV, where she drove the two of to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you make it to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Quick stop at the gas station|Quick stop at the gas station?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_To the mall we go?|To the mall we go?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Pulled over?|Pulled over?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_You_slip_and_fall_backwards%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT You slip and fall backwards?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_You_slip_and_fall_backwards%3F"/>
				<updated>2015-02-14T19:40:35Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'During Mrs.Garcia's assault you lose all thought of standing your ground, figuratively and literally falling backwards. You trip yourself up over your own feet and come crashing …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;During Mrs.Garcia's assault you lose all thought of standing your ground, figuratively and literally falling backwards. You trip yourself up over your own feet and come crashing down onto the ground, landing on your ass with a hard thud. The incident distracts you long enough to not realize Mrs.Garcia standing over you, your head at the level of her waist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You're pathetic, another man who can't stand against me. Am I really just too much to handle?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She looks down at you like you're some sort of pathetic insect as she stands directly above you, still completely naked. Her pussy now only inches away from your face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But just like my husband, you can still make yourself useful...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Grabbing a hold of your short head of hair the best she can, she pulls your face into her crotch while simultaneously thrusting her hips towards your face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I might have gotten a little worked up, how about you be a good boy and relieve some of my stress.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She says in more of a command than a question as she grinds her pussy against your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Comply?|Comply?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Resist?|Resist?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Question_why_she_has_no_money%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Question why she has no money?</title>
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				<updated>2015-02-14T19:10:48Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Deciding it would be best to question her financial state, you ask her:  &amp;quot;Why are we spending your husband's money? Don't you have any money of your own?&amp;quot;  This question only ser…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Deciding it would be best to question her financial state, you ask her:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why are we spending your husband's money? Don't you have any money of your own?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This question only serves to piss her off, a scowl flashing across her face in mere seconds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;MY HUSBAND'S MONEY, IS MY MONEY. DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD WASTE MY TIME WITH A JOB?!?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She shouts out as she steps up to you, attempting to assert dominance as she stabs at your chest with her finger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;DO YOU REALLY THINK SOMEONE WHO HAS LOOKS LIKE MINE, WOULD WASTE HER TIME WITH A GUY LIKE HIM IF HE WAS BROKE?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During her verbal outrage she continues to jab you with her finger harder and harder, moving closer and closer to you, causing you to walk back slowly in retreat until.....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_You slip and fall backwards?|You slip and fall backwards?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Grabs her hands, stopping her jabbing?|Grabs her hands, stopping her jabbing?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Stand you ground and yell back?|Stand you ground and yell back?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Wants_to_go_shopping%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Wants to go shopping?</title>
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				<updated>2015-02-14T18:53:36Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Suddenly, Mrs.Garcia looks over joyed about the situation. Her eyes lighting up as a smile spreads across her face.  &amp;quot;I know just the thing! There is only one thing we can do in …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, Mrs.Garcia looks over joyed about the situation. Her eyes lighting up as a smile spreads across her face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know just the thing! There is only one thing we can do in this situation....SHOPPING! And...there is only one thing better than shopping...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She pauses for a moment as if waiting for a response from you, but with your dumbstruck face she concludes with:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shopping with someone else's money! In this case.....&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She digs into her purse that was near by on the counter, pulling out a credit card.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Spending my husband's money!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You never expected to see someone so excited about buying new clothes, especially not when that same person already has a house filled with them. And on top of that doesn't she have any money? Why does she have to spend Mr.Garcia's money?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you decide to do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Speak up in protest?|Speak up in protest?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Encourage her?|Encourage her?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Question why she has no money?|Question why she has no money?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Plain_outfit%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Plain outfit?</title>
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				<updated>2015-01-18T02:15:06Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You waste no time in searching for an outfit for Mrs.Garcia to wear when she goes clubbing with her friends. Going clubbing with her friends? How am I supposed to know what kind …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You waste no time in searching for an outfit for Mrs.Garcia to wear when she goes clubbing with her friends. Going clubbing with her friends? How am I supposed to know what kind of outfit she wants to wear for that? I've never been clubbing.....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Despite your ignorance on the subject you end up picking out some clothes that you could see any woman out wearing. A pair of beige shorts and a plain white t-shirt, covering up a matching set of plain white undergarments. You can't help but feel that she won't like what you are about to bring her, but you don't have much of an option.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While you were busy Mrs.Garcia took the free time to clean up the kitchen area a bit, though she stops once she notices your return. Placing the clothes on the kitchen counter you await judgement, which doesn't take long. She takes one quick look at the clothes your brought here before a look of disgust washes over her face as she starts to say...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ugh, you found these clothes in MY room? Gross...I really need to get rid of all these old and bland clothes I have...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her eyes lock onto to you with a glare.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You really think I'd be caught dead wearing something like this!? How fucking stupid can you be?! I'm not some basic bitch who would wear something like this!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;uhh...I'm sorry, I've never done anything like this before. How am I supposed to know what a woman wants to wear when she goes clubbing with friends?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Garcia closes her eyes and starts to rub her temples, trying to calm herself down as she mumbles...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You really are worthless, aren't you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She suddenly switches to Spanish in her angry mumbling as she continues to rub her temples, eyes shut tight in anger. Taking the moment to think about what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What does she decide to do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Punish you?|Punish you?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_She will pick out clothes?|She will pick out clothes?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Wants to go shopping?|Wants to go shopping?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Fetch_her_some_clothes%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Fetch her some clothes?</title>
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				<updated>2015-01-16T21:42:25Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Alright, alright, that's enough of a show for you&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Garcia takes a moment to eye you up and down; you're sure she notices the tent in your pants when she cracks a devilish smirk. The moment seems to go on forever, feeling like a piece of meat being eyed at by hungry shopper. But before your mind can go any further into it's bizarre food fantasy; her voice jolts you to attention.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Now then, since you've already proven to be so helpful and honest, you can help me with the next part.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You were about to speak up when she places her finger over your mouth in a shushing motion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;The next part being...that I'm going out with some friends tonight, a girls night out. And I need to find the right clothes to wear.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking control, she takes you by the shoulder and turns you around, facing you towards her room. Suddenly feeling her hard nipples pressed against your back as she pushes herself against you, whispering into your ear:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;So go into my room, rummage through the drawers, the closet, and find something I can wear to go clubbing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With that she pushes you off towards the room with a quick slap on your ass. A girls night out...clubbing...? You were about to look back, giving her a look of confusion, but decide it would be best not to. After all, she seems to be taking this master-slave relationship pretty seriously...and she seems to be picking it up rather easily too. You've always made jokes about how crazy things can seem over here, but maybe she really is crazy. Oh god I hope not, the internet has always told you not to stick your dick in crazy...but... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wait, what the fuck and I going on about? Looking around you realize you auto-piloted your way into her room. The room was pretty much a copy of the house itself, messy. It really reminded you of some of your friends rooms, with clothes on the floor and random shit taking up space. Taking a brief moment to clear your head you start to search through the room for some clothing, and you find....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you bring back to her?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Slut outfit?|Slut outfit?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Plain outfit?|Plain outfit?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Fetch_her_some_clothes%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Fetch her some clothes?</title>
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				<updated>2014-12-31T22:38:17Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;Alright, alright, that's enough of a show for you&amp;quot;  Mrs.Garcia takes a moment to eye you up and down; you're sure she notices the tent in your pants when she cracks a devilish s…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Alright, alright, that's enough of a show for you&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Garcia takes a moment to eye you up and down; you're sure she notices the tent in your pants when she cracks a devilish smirk. The moment seems to go on forever, feeling like a piece of meat being eyed at by hungry shopper. But before your mind can go any further into it's bizarre food fantasy; her voice jolts you to attention.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Now then, since you've already proven to be so helpful and honest, you can help me with the next part.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You were about to speak up when she places her finger over your mouth in a shushing motion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;The next part being...that I'm going out with some friends tonight, a girls night out. And I need to find the right clothes to wear.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking control, she takes you by the shoulder and turns you around, facing you towards her room. Suddenly feeling her hard nipples pressed against your back as she pushes herself against you, whispering into your ear:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;So go into my room, rummage through the drawers, the closet, and find something I can wear to go clubbing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With that she pushes you off towards the room with a quick slap on your ass. A girls night out...clubbing...? You were about to look back, giving her a look of confusion, but decide it would be best not to. After all, she seems to be taking this master-slave relationship pretty seriously...and she seems to be picking it up rather easily too. You've always made jokes about how crazy things can seem over here, but maybe she really is crazy. Oh god I hope not, the internet has always told you not to stick your dick in crazy...but... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wait, what the fuck and I going on about? Looking around you realize you auto-piloted your way into her room. The room was pretty much a copy of the house itself, messy. It really reminded you of some of your friends rooms, with clothes on the floor and random shit taking up space. Taking a brief moment to clear your head you start to search through the room for some clothing, and you find....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you bring back to her?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Sluttiest outfit you could find?|Sluttiest outfit you could find?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Most boring outfit you could find?|Most boring outfit you could find?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Casually slutty outfit?|Casually slutty outfit?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Knock_as_hard_as_you_can%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Knock as hard as you can?</title>
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				<updated>2014-11-12T10:32:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'That's it, time to man up and be more assertive!  You still take a moment to take a deep breath before banging your fist loudly against the door like a police officer would, ensu…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;That's it, time to man up and be more assertive!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You still take a moment to take a deep breath before banging your fist loudly against the door like a police officer would, ensuring that any living thing in the house would be aware of your presence at the door. Your assertive mood quickly changes to fear when you hear a door from inside the house slam shut, followed quickly by a woman's voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Knock harder why don't you!?! How about you just knock the fucking door down?!?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The thought of running for your life briefly crosses your mind until the front door flies open revealing once again, a soaking wet Mrs.Garcia, wrapped up in her small pink bathrobe. Between the fear you feel from her and the sight of her curvy body wet with water, you find yourself at a loss for words. Thankfully she seems to quickly relax and tone down the hostility that her body was projecting.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;oh....It's just you, what do you want this time Bradley?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looks can be deceiving as she still sounds upset, though you can understand, this is the second time you interrupted her shower time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well uh, actually I'm here about the same thing as yesterday.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This didn't make Mrs.Garcia any happier so you quickly fill her in on what you discussed with her husband, making sure to mention that he told you to come by tomorrow to talk with her. Finally she seems to relax as her shoulders slump down slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Of course he would, that man isn't good for anything other than making my life miserable.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She takes a long pauses, looking you up and down before finally speaking up again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fine...come inside and lets get down to business.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Without waiting for a response she turns and heads off into the kitchen. Not wanting to incur her wrath you follow her instructions and make your way inside her home, closing the door behind you. Once you catch up with her in the kitchen you take a seat at the dining table and the two of you get down to discussing what you could do around their house. This , &amp;quot;discussion&amp;quot;, is basically just you bouncing ideas off of her until a light bulb seems to go off in her head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know! I know exact-...well I know roughly what you could do for me. I want you to be my slave boy!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her statement of wanting to have you as a slave elicited a smile from her and a look of pure confusion from you. A slave boy? You were about to ask her what she meant by such a thing when she cuts you off, picking up on the look you were just giving her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, a slave, I don't have any one thing I need from you but there are a bunch of little things you could do for me. The one condition I have about it though...is that...everything will be kept secret and you do what I say no matter what, hence why I call it being my slave.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The explanation she gives you does little to actually lessen your overall confusion and you were about to question her further when she ends up sealing the deal and putting a rest to your worries by saying:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;And I can pay you double what your asking for!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Alright then...fine, I will become your uhh...&amp;quot;slave boy&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Garcia's face lights up with joy, more so than you have ever seen or heard of. She quickly jumps to her feet and looks at you very seriously, her eyes focusing in on yours when she points to the ground in front of her. A bit confused by the sudden turn of events you stand up and go to where she is pointing, only to have her clear her throat at you. When you fail to pick up on what she wants she speaks up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;On your knees, slaves don't stand at eye level when they are summoned.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hearing of your mistake and not wanting to incur her wrath...or lose out on making the extra cash, you kneel down before her, keeping your head bowed. This seems to please her as she leans against the kitchen counter, placing her right foot on your knee, right below your face. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wants, so you take the initiative and cup the bottom of her foot and kissing the top of it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Perfect, that will seal our little agreement. Look up slave!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At her loud command you look upwards at her, your eyes widening in shock. She managed to disrobe herself without your knowledge and is now standing before you, naked and still slightly wet from her shower. Your eyes locking onto that which is closet to you from your angle, her glistening pussy lips. The only hair you see is the trimmed landing strip above it. You have to force yourself to move onward, looking up past her curvy hips and flat stomach, and up to the underside of her breasts. Her brown nipples standing proudly as you notice her smiling down at you through her cleavage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Do you like what you see boy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You nod your head, feeling it's the only thing you can safely do right now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How's my hair?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Though you did hear her question you are finding it difficult to speak or ever think, her hair?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;My hair boy! How's my hair!?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She yells down at you, bringing her hand over and pointing to her landing strip decorated pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I uh...it...looks great uhh...ma'am...it looks perfect.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Garcia smiles down at you before commanding you to stand, which you do. Standing before her naked body, your cock tenting in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Does she command you to:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Fetch her some clothes?|Fetch her some clothes?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Strip off your clothes?|Strip off your clothes?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Garcia_residence%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head over to the Garcia residence?</title>
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				<updated>2014-11-12T04:13:14Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Oh god....I suppose I should also go over to '''HER''' house. You weren't too keen on the idea of paying a visit to the Garcia residence, but you wanted to make sure you had every opportunity to make some money.&lt;br /&gt;
The problem was that she and her husband never appeared to be in a good mood, always bickering, telling each other they're good for nothing, and that was just during breakfast! It was a wonder that they were still together but maybe it was just some sort of weird charm in their relationship. Kind of like people who like to have rough hate sex.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Knocking on the front door you did your best to relax before the yelling started, which will '''ALWAYS''' end up happening, one way or another. But alas no one seems to be coming to the door....looking over you can see their cars parked in the driveway, are they busy? Taking a deep breath you knock on the door again but this time a bit harder, hopefully they aren't busy in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly you can hear the unmistakable sound of Mrs.Garcia yelling out, &amp;quot;Are you going to answer the fucking door!!?&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;I'm busy! You're closer to the door, why don't you answer it!?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can hear the sound of heavy footsteps stomping their way towards the other side of the door before she calls out, &amp;quot;Cuz I was in the shower you idiot! Didn't you hear the shower running!?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The shower? Does that mean sh- The door suddenly flew open to reveal a wet and pissed of Mrs.Garcia wearing a small pink bathrobe that barely reach the middle of her thighs. Her thick thighs and wide hips were a sight to behold with how small her waist was, leading up to a pair of fairly average sized tits that were currently wrapped up tightly behind her fuzzy robe. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening her eyes, at which point she asked you while still looking pretty pissed off, &amp;quot;Yes, what do you want Bradley?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Between her wet appearance in the little bathrobe and those piercing eyes that she seems to be glaring at you with, you find it a bit hard to get your words together in this sudden panic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I uh, well you see, I uh..&amp;quot;, you take a moment to calm down by coughing before continuing on to explain to her how you are out looking for some odd jobs to do around the neighborhood. During your explanation she seems to calm down, her eyes glancing down on occasion to see the bulge in your pants which seems to make her happy. &amp;quot;Well I'm pretty sure you could help me out with the chickens in the back yard, hell, you could even help out with cleaning the house for me. Lets see what my husband has to say.&amp;quot; , she says before bringing you inside the house and leading you over to the living room where her husband is. Your eyes are glued to her ass the entire way over, noticing how there was still water running down her long legs. But you can notice out of your peripheral vision that the house is kind of a mess, not dirty per say, but it is littered here and there with with all sorts of different things that you could really only describe as junk. Mom would freak out if out house was ever like this!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, busy huh? Busy watching the television you lazy asshole!&amp;quot;, Mrs.Garcia said hotly as she leaned over to him and swatted at his shoulder, almost allowing you a view at what you assume would be her bare pussy, but alas she didn't bend over enough and the shadow beneath her robe is just too dark. This attack caused a brief war between the two of them as they switched over to speaking Spanish and began to argue, not knowing Spanish you actually did feel a bit at ease about the whole thing. Although you are pretty sure you picked up on Mr.Garcia calling her a bitch a few times.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the argument began to wane, Mrs.Garcia started to make her way back towards the shower located in their room, only stopping a few time to turn and argue back with him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once she was out of sight Mr.Garcia took a moment to calm down, not unlike how his wife did when she opened the door. &amp;quot;I'm sorry about all that Bradley, that damn woman has the devil's fire in her!&amp;quot; , he shouted the last part in hopes of getting the last word in but you couldn't hear any retaliation coming from Mrs.Garcia. With all that out of the way you began to chat with Mr.Garcia, making sure to mention what his wife said about the chickens and cleaning up around the house. He seemed pretty pleased with the idea of this and admits that he couldn't really think of anything that needs doing, and so he walked you out the front door, leaving the door open and telling you how you could by tomorrow and talk with his wife about it further since now wasn't a good time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before you could say goodbye, Mrs.Garcia came walking out of their room wearing a matching set a white lace bra and panties. Your eyes almost popped out at the sight, which Mr.Garcia caught, looking back to see his wife dressed as she was. This instantly sparked another conflict as Mr.Garcia slammed the door shut in front of you, but not before you noticed his wife not bothering to cover herself up even after she had been seen by you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Staring at the door wide eyed for a moment at the sudden burst of emotion, you had to take a moment relax before heading back out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Katlego residence?|Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Allan residence?|Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Sato residence?|Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head back home?|Head back home?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_see_about_work_with_Mrs.Garcia%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Go see about work with Mrs.Garcia?</title>
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				<updated>2014-11-12T03:37:55Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Deciding that it would be the better choice, you head off to pay Mrs.Garcia a visit since you still don't know what type of work you might be able to do for her. You recall that …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Deciding that it would be the better choice, you head off to pay Mrs.Garcia a visit since you still don't know what type of work you might be able to do for her. You recall that her husband had told you to drop by in the morning but you still had your doubts that she would be available. Their family seemed to always be busy doing one thing or another. And of course there was always the fear in the back of your mind with just how scary she can be when her temper gets the better of her, everyone in the neighborhood knows of those moments.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once you reach the front door you steady your nerves and softly knock on the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you wait...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You man up and knock again, this time a bit harder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you wait...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Knock as hard as you can?|Knock as hard as you can?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Look for a window to peek in?|Look for a window to peek in?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Straddle_her_stomach%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Straddle her stomach?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Straddle_her_stomach%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-11-12T02:28:34Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;Holy crap, the first time I've ever seen her tits...&amp;quot;, was all you could think of as you continued to take in the sight of her breasts, noticing how hard her nipples are. You ma…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Holy crap, the first time I've ever seen her tits...&amp;quot;, was all you could think of as you continued to take in the sight of her breasts, noticing how hard her nipples are. You manage to formulate a plan  and only have to wait for a little longer till the perfect moment arises. As both of her hands go down to give her pussy some much needed attention, you throw a leg over her, quickly straddling her stomach and arms. Her eyes shoot open in shock and just before she can start yelling at you, you cover her mouth as you quickly state the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Keep your voice down, we wouldn't want Bree to come in here. I never locked the door.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking your hand from her mouth she speaks up, making sure to watch her volume, eyes glaring at you as she squirms beneath you. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Just what in the HELL do you think you're doing?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You start to play with her huge tits with a smile, teasing her nipples and taking in the feeling of her soft skin.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I never imagined I would ever get to feel up your tits like this..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fact that you ignored her and went on to talk about her breasts only further angered her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;D-don't ignore me! And get your hands off of me!&amp;quot; she said between practically clenched teeth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Relax mom, I'm just giving you what you need...&amp;quot; you state calmly before positioning your hard prick between her huge tits. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking hold of the side of her breasts you press them together around your dick, impressively they manage to completely cover up your shaft, hiding it between the two mountains of flesh. Not missing a beat your mother speaks up again in protest. &amp;quot;Get your...your penis off of me! I'm not some blow up doll for you to play with!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ignoring her you start pushing and pulling at her breasts, rubbing and squeezing them around your shaft. Looking back to her face she is still glaring angrily at you and at her chest as you pleasure yourself with her breasts. Simply mashing her tits around your dick isn't quite getting the job done as you start to thrust back and forth between her tits, holding them tightly in place. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Susan has given up on getting you to stop as her face seems to relax a little. The only sound in the room being the soft slapping of skin as you titfuck her, causing them to shake with every thrust, while her hands secretly went back to work. Her fingers playing with her clit through her panties as you pound away at her tits, squeezing them together harder as you do. It won't be long before you cum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;See mom? Isn't this better when we don't argue?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;J-just...hurry up and finish...I still have to get dinner ready.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Any anger that was on her face is now gone, replaced with flushed pleasure as her fingers continued to ravage her pussy as you sped up. Fucking away at her huge soft tits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fine then...I'll hurry up and finish!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You slam your dick between her tits one last time, filling her cleavage with hot cum. Caught up in your own orgasm you don't notice your mother shaking beneath you as she quietly brings herself to orgasm at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking back down at your her you are both breathing a little heavily as you let go of her tits, releasing your prick from the tight hold. Her tits part slightly, sticky strands of cum linking them as a little bit of cum leaks out down to her stomach. Before the semen can reach you, you quickly hop off of her, standing beside her and the bed as she pushes herself up with her now freed hands. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Geez what a mess...suppose I need to take a shower now too..&amp;quot; she said softly as she turned to get off the bed. Only to realize through her fogged thoughts that you were still in the room, standing in front of her, your softening dick in her face. She looks up at you confused and with a bit of anger returning; you simply look down at her questioningly. Her eyes fall down to your shiny cum covered dick and without speaking a word, takes your dick into her mouth. Licking and softly sucking it clean.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;There...happy?&amp;quot; , she asked, looking back up at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking hold of one of her hands, in order to help her up, you notice the wet shine on her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'd say we're both happy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She blushes a bit, knowing full well why you would say that before saying:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Just go to your room, OK? I need to take a shower and get dinner ready.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Not wanting to tease her or argue anymore you do just that. Swiftly pulling your boxers and pants back on before leaving her room and heading to your own. The sound a of running water behind you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Don't risk anything and go to your room?|Don't risk anything and go to your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Wait_for_a_moment_and_pursue_your_mother%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Wait for a moment and pursue your mother?</title>
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				<updated>2014-11-12T02:27:17Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;After waiting on the couch, letting yourself calm down a bit, you get up and head over to your parent's door. Your penis still standing at attention, you put your ear to the door where you can barely make out the sound of muffled moans. Is she masturbating? Taking a quick peek over your should to make sure Bree hasn't left her room you carefully try the door knob, discovering that it isn't locked! Making sure to keep as quite as possible you open the door and peek inside to see your mother laying on her bed, her clothes part way off. Breasts exposed and skirt pulled up enough that she can rub one out through her plain white panties. Her eyes are closed and she's using her other hand to cover her mouth at the occasional moan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Not wanting to get caught by your sister you slip inside the room, quietly closing the door behind you before looking over to see your still unaware mother on the bed. Figuring that time isn't on your side and the longer you hesitate simply increases your chances of being caught prematurely, you quickly strip out of your pants and boxers. Carefully creeping over to the edge of the bed where your mother is laying your eyes are glued to her huge breasts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Don't risk anything and go to your room?|Don't risk anything and go to your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Straddle her stomach?|Straddle her stomach?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_see_your_mother_and_sister_off%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Go see your mother and sister off?</title>
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				<updated>2014-11-02T22:50:08Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'With a bit a trepidation you head out into the living room/kitchen area as you normally do when you go to see your mother and sister off. You find your mother hanging out in the …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;With a bit a trepidation you head out into the living room/kitchen area as you normally do when you go to see your mother and sister off. You find your mother hanging out in the kitchen while she waits for your sister to get ready to leave. Susan was looking fairly distant, like she was day dreaming, until you walked up. Now she is on high alert and watching you intently as you make your way over to her in order to talk quietly with her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey mom, uhh, listen...about yesterday..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You were about to go into a well thought out apology when she interrupts you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Stop. You don't need to go bringing up the past, what happened happened and that's all there is to it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah...I understand, but I was wondering if you were OK about what happened?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well...a mother isn't supposed to do things like that with her son, but...I'll be fine, just going to keep it in the past. Being upset about it isn't going to change anything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hearing her say that she was fine with what happened really did wonders with your fear about her wanting your head, or the possibility of her taking to your dad about it. A very water under the bridge type of attitude. You decide it best to change the subject while you talk with her until your sister shows up. You see them off as you normally do with a hug for your sister and a kiss on the cheek from your mom, which gives her an opportunity to whisper to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;We can talk about what happened later today if you really want.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before you can speak up they both head off out the door. Once they are gone you head back into your room to make sure you have everything you need for the day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Pay a visit to the Sato residence?|Pay a visit to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go see about work with Mrs.Garcia?|Go see about work with Mrs.Garcia?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Hide_in_your_room_till_they_leave%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Hide in your room till they leave?</title>
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				<updated>2014-11-02T21:33:04Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Fearing the very possible wrath of your mother you decide to stay in your room until your mother and sister have left for school. It seems to take them longer than normal which m…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Fearing the very possible wrath of your mother you decide to stay in your room until your mother and sister have left for school. It seems to take them longer than normal which makes you wonder if your mother is buying time to try and run into you before they head off. Sadly her plan backfires as you lay low in your room till you hear the sound of her car driving off. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Phew! Possible crisis averted!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You make sure all of your things are in order before heading off into the neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Pay a visit to the Sato residence?|Pay a visit to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go see about work with Mrs.Garcia?|Go see about work with Mrs.Garcia?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Don%27t_risk_anything_and_go_to_your_room%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Don't risk anything and go to your room?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Don%27t_risk_anything_and_go_to_your_room%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-11-02T20:54:22Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Deciding that pushing her any further could have some serious back lash, you head off back to you bedroom. There is always another day to do some teasing....and another...and another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You spend the rest of the evening locked away in your room till you can eventually hear the sound of your dad getting home. Uh oh...I wonder if mom is going to spill the beans about what the two of you did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kids! Dinner is ready!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sound of your dad's voice snaps you away from your mindless internet surfing and back to the reality of facing your mother at the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wait till you hear your sister running down the hallway towards the dinning room, well, you got to face her eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But alas...nothing happens at dinner. Your mother plays everything off perfectly normal, if anyone is going to blow your cover..it's you! You do your best to act as normal as your mother, occasionally meeting her eyes during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her eyes seem to focus on you with some sort of...focus....They aren't glaring at you, smiling at you, or pleading at you. They just seem to stare blankly at you when your eyes meet. Its...unsettling. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The whole thing has you on edge and as soon as dinner is over you escape back into your room to sleep. Tomorrow will bring another day, Friday to be exact! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a nights rest you awake to the sound of your mother and sister getting ready to leave for work/school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go see your mother and sister off?|Go see your mother and sister off?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Hide in your room till they leave?|Hide in your room till they leave?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Lay_low_in_your_room%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Lay low in your room?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Lay_low_in_your_room%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-11-02T20:34:05Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'I can't believe that just happened! And I always thought that I had no luck! Maybe I did get a kick to the chest, but it was totally worth it! I'm sure mom is really pissed right…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that just happened! And I always thought that I had no luck! Maybe I did get a kick to the chest, but it was totally worth it! I'm sure mom is really pissed right now though...I shouldn't do anything to piss her off further.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So you head off to your bedroom and take a moment to relax. Phew....and I thought my day wouldn't have any more excitement in it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You spend the rest of the evening locked away in your room till you can eventually hear the sound of your dad getting home. Uh oh...I wonder if mom is going to spill the beans about what the two of you did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kids! Dinner is ready!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sound of your dad's voice snaps you away from your mindless internet surfing and back to the reality of facing your mother at the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wait till you hear your sister running down the hallway towards the dinning room, well, you got to face her eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But alas...nothing happens at dinner. Your mother plays everything off perfectly normal, if anyone is going to blow your cover..it's you! You do your best to act as normal as your mother, occasionally meeting her eyes during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her eyes seem to focus on you with some sort of...focus....They aren't glaring at you, smiling at you, or pleading at you. They just seem to stare blankly at you when your eyes meet. Its...unsettling. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The whole thing has you on edge and as soon as dinner is over you escape back into your room to sleep. Tomorrow will bring another day, Friday to be exact! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can hear your mother and sister getting ready to leave for work/school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go see your mother and sister off?|Go see your mother and sister off?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Hide in your room till they leave?|Hide in your room till they leave?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_take_a_shower%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Go take a shower?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_take_a_shower%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-11-02T20:33:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Nothing helped you to clear your mind like taking a shower, I mean, who doesn't find a hot shower relaxing? Due to being a little tired, it slipped your mind to bring a change of clothes with you to the bathroom. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You couldn't help it but let your mind wander as you took your shower. The image of some lusty woman down on her knees in the shower, giving you some much needed attention. Your time in the shower took longer then normal and actually ended up becoming a bath, thanks to the fact that it is a two-in-one. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During your time relaxing in the bath, you actually had to convince yourself not to jack-off right then and there. Telling yourself over and over how it would be better to save up your cum as a gift for some lucky lady. Yeah, that's a good idea...better than wasting a load in the shower. Slowly letting your erection fade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While you were at an internal dialogue with yourself about jacking off, you failed to notice your mother and sister getting home. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Deciding that you've been in the shower...err..bath long enough, you hop out and dry off, only to realize that you had forgotten your clothes. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well no since in crying over forgotten clothes, you think to yourself as you haphazardly wrap a towel around your waist and walk out of the bathroom. Only to run straight into your mother who must have been about to check up on either your sister or you in your room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the collision you quickly lose your towel as the two of you go crashing down to the floor, luckily your fall was softened by your mother's huge breasts! Reaching out for something to hold onto as you push yourself up, you notice the floor feels really soft and squishy. Once you've pushed yourself up far enough you first notice your mother's breasts, which are way more exposed then normal due to a few buttons that had gotten torn off during the collision. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you of course notice your hands gripping her breasts tightly, giving you an instant hard-on. Your dick was pressed firmly against her body as you finally take a moment to look up at her face, which is a dark red and glaring at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before she could go off on giving you an earful, the sound of your sister's voice cut through the awkward situation the two of you were in. &amp;quot;What was that sound? Mom? Are you out there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Footsteps could be heard going towards the inside of your sister's door. In a feat of amazing strength (and panic!) your mother first pushes you off her, and follows up with a big kick that sends you backwards into the bathroom. You have no time to think about the pain in your chest (shit that was a good kick) as you sister's door starts to open. You do the opposite and close the bathroom door with your foot. All you could do was listen to the engagement outside the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Geez mom, what are you doing on the floor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Nothing sweetheart, I just tripped up and fell was all, go back to doing your homework.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sounds like your mother was standing back up. And your sister was clearly ignoring the command to go do her homework.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why is there a towel on the floor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Uh..I..was..taking the towel to your brother in the bathroom. He forgot to take one with him when he took his shower. Now go do your homework, don't make me tell you again!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You hear your sister giggle, followed by her door closing. The bathroom door opened just enough to fit an arm through as your mother threw the towel inside. You quickly wrapped the towel around yourself the best you could with an erection, taking a peek into the hallway you notice your mother quickly walking off towards her room. Arms wrapped around her chest.&lt;br /&gt;
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You quickly slip into your room. Holy shit that was close! At least you can get some clothes on now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you?:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go check on your mother?|Go check on your mother?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Lay low in your room?|Lay low in your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_take_a_shower%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Go take a shower?</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-20T02:44:18Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Nothing helped you to clear your mind like taking a shower, I mean, who doesn't find a hot shower relaxing? Due to being a little tired, it slipped your mind to bring a change of clothes with you to the bathroom. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You couldn't help it but let your mind wander as you took your shower. The image of some lusty woman down on her knees in the shower, giving you some much needed attention. Your time in the shower took longer then normal and actually ended up becoming a bath, thanks to the fact that it is a two-in-one. &lt;br /&gt;
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During your time relaxing in the bath, you actually had to convince yourself not to jack-off right then and there. Telling yourself over and over how it would be better to save up your cum as a gift for some lucky lady. Yeah, that's a good idea...better than wasting a load in the shower. Slowly letting your erection fade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While you were at an internal dialogue with yourself about jacking off, you failed to notice your mother and sister getting home. &lt;br /&gt;
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Deciding that you've been in the shower...err..bath long enough, you hop out and dry off, only to realize that you had forgotten your clothes. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well no since in crying over forgotten clothes, you think to yourself as you haphazardly wrap a towel around your waist and walk out of the bathroom. Only to run straight into your mother who must have been about to check up on either your sister or you in your room.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the collision you quickly lose your towel as the two of you go crashing down to the floor, luckily your fall was softened by your mother's huge breasts! Reaching out for something to hold onto as you push yourself up, you notice the floor feels really soft and squishy. Once you've pushed yourself up far enough you first notice your mother's breasts, which are way more exposed then normal due to a few buttons that had gotten torn off during the collision. &lt;br /&gt;
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And you of course notice your hands gripping her breasts tightly, giving you an instant hard-on. Your dick was pressed firmly against her body as you finally take a moment to look up at her face, which is a dark red and glaring at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before she could go off on giving you an earful, the sound of your sister's voice cut through the awkward situation the two of you were in. &amp;quot;What was that sound? Mom? Are you out there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Footsteps could be heard going towards the inside of your sister's door. In a feat of amazing strength (and panic!) your mother first pushes you off her, and follows up with a big kick that sends you backwards into the bathroom. You have no time to think about the pain in your chest (shit that was a good kick) as you sister's door starts to open. You do the opposite and close the bathroom door with your foot. All you could do was listen to the engagement outside the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Geez mom, what are you doing on the floor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Nothing sweetheart, I just tripped up and fell was all, go back to doing your homework.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sounds like your mother was standing back up. And your sister was clearly ignoring the command to go do her homework.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why is there a towel on the floor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Uh..I..was..taking the towel to your brother in the bathroom. He forgot to take one with him when he took his shower. Now go do your homework, don't make me tell you again!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You hear your sister giggle, followed by her door closing. The bathroom door opened just enough to fit an arm through as your mother threw the towel inside. You quickly wrapped the towel around yourself the best you could with an erection, taking a peek into the hallway you notice your mother quickly walking off towards her room. Arms wrapped around her chest.&lt;br /&gt;
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You quickly slip into your room. Holy shit that was close! At least you can get some clothes on now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you?:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go check on your mother?|Go check on your mother?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go lay low in your room?|Go lay low in your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Apologize_for_sleeping_on_the_couch%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Apologize for sleeping on the couch?</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-19T00:57:58Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Your mother stared at you with her arms wrapped tightly around her stomach in a sort of defensive position. Taking this as a sign, you start off by apologizing to her for napping…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Your mother stared at you with her arms wrapped tightly around her stomach in a sort of defensive position. Taking this as a sign, you start off by apologizing to her for napping on the couch. Throwing yourself under the bus and putting the blame of the situation on yourself in hopes of easing any guilt or embarrassment she had about the situation. Your blubbering apology eventually elicits a sigh from your mother before she starts talking.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;It's fine, it's fine, you don't have to go so far as to blame yourself....it was...partially my fault as well...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Smiling at her you continue on with explaining your problem, telling her you haven't had any sexual experience. While the two of you talk you end up moving to the center of the room, in front of the bed. Susan has started to relax and let her guard down as her arms no longer look to be held in a defensive state. You take this as a sign to press onwards.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'm sorry mom, I didn't mean for things to turn out like this. I would have just gone to my room like you said but I really don't want to risk having Bree see me. And....well...it kind of hurts...aches&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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This elicits another sigh from your mother as she sits down on the edge of the bed, causing her bathrobe to ride up, exposing more of her smooth legs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I understand....and I suppose that's partially my fault as well...&amp;quot; she sits there and thinks for a moment before speaking up, &amp;quot;come over here and stand in front of me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's difficult to contain your excitement as you stand before her, the bulge in your pants only getting harder. Between your crotch and the look on your face, your mother easily picks up on your excitement.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Calm down, I'm only doing this to help fix my mistake....&amp;quot; she starts to pull your pants down, followed by your boxers, &amp;quot;this isn't sexual, it's just...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Susan looses her trace of thought as your dick springs out from the confines of your boxers, pointing straight out at her face. Her eyes widen a bit, not expecting the size to be bigger than her husband's penis. Her soft hand moves and wraps itself around the middle of your shaft, gripping it loosely before speaking up.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Yeah uh...like I said...nothing sexual&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hearing herself say that seems to help her snap out of whatever fog she was in, glancing up to you looking embarrassed and a little nervous. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Just stay still and let me handle everything...&amp;quot; she says softly as her grip tightens around your dick and starts to jack you off.&lt;br /&gt;
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You can't believe that this is happening, your own mother sitting in front of you and stroking your dick. Looking down you realize you have a clear view down the top of her blue bathrobe, her huge breasts are bound tightly together beneath the robe. You figure that she must at least still be wearing her bra for her tits to have such perfect form. Unconsciously, you start to thrust your hips back and forth ever so slightly in rhythm to her stroking.&lt;br /&gt;
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While her handjob was feeling good it wasn't going to get the job done anytime soon, so you deiced to speak up.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;uhh...This might go faster if you grip it tighter and maybe go faster..?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She looked as though she was about to speak up, perhaps to tell you to be quiet, but instead she does as you suggest. Her soft hand is now squeezing your dick roughly as she steadily picks up pace, moving her hand from the base of your dick and almost to the tip. Susan speaks up in concern..&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Just make sure to tell me when you're getting close to finishing, OK?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;ah, yeah, sure mom, whatever you say..&amp;quot; was all you could think of to say as you focused on her cleavage. Her handjob was causing her robe to open up more, giving you a better view of her now shaking tits. She was wearing a plain white bra but that wasn't going to dampen your time as your orgasm was nearly here. You take a moment to look at her face, only to find her staring intensely at your dick as she worked your shaft. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Geez, hurry up would you?&amp;quot;, was all she said before starting to furiously jack you off, hoping to finish things up as quickly as possible. This took you off guard and pushed you to the edge of your orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh shit! I'm gonna cum!&amp;quot;, your sudden outburst caused a panic in your mother which easily showed in her expression as she let go of your dick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Woah wait! Let me get some-&amp;quot;, she tried to voice her opposition when a rope of cum hit her square in the face. Suddenly a wet heat surrounded the tip of your dick as she took your penis in her mouth, catching the rest of your semen in her mouth. Filling her mouth up with a lot of hot sticky cum before your orgasm stops. Once it was over she slid your dick out of her mouth with an audible slurp from her lips. You can't help but stare down at her in shock as she returns your shocked expression before looking back at your dick, swallowing your cum in one big gulp.&lt;br /&gt;
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You and your mother were both breathing a little heavily as you both returned to your senses. She spoke up first as she stood up off the bed, pushing you back a little to make room as she did.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;There...problem solved.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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You were about to speak up and ask why she used her mouth and drank your cum, but before you could she cut you off, saying:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I didn't need you causing a mess, possibly putting stains on the bed or my robe, now go to your room so I can take my shower. Dinner will be ready when your father is home.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thinking you should press the matter was quickly pushed from your mind as she turned and walked off into the bathroom, leaving you redress and head to your room.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Don't risk anything and go to your room?|Don't risk anything and go to your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Don%27t_risk_anything_and_go_to_your_room%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Don't risk anything and go to your room?</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-18T22:37:48Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Deciding that pushing her any further could have some serious back lash, you head off back to you bedroom. There is always another day to do some teasing....and another...and another.&lt;br /&gt;
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You spend the rest of the evening locked away in your room till you can eventually hear the sound of your dad getting home. Uh oh...I wonder if mom is going to spill the beans about what the two of you did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kids! Dinner is ready!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sound of your dad's voice snaps you away from your mindless internet surfing and back to the reality of facing your mother at the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;
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You wait till you hear your sister running down the hallway towards the dinning room, well, you got to face her eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
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But alas...nothing happens at dinner. Your mother plays everything off perfectly normal, if anyone is going to blow your cover..it's you! You do your best to act as normal as your mother, occasionally meeting her eyes during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
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Her eyes seem to focus on you with some sort of...focus....They aren't glaring at you, smiling at you, or pleading at you. They just seem to stare blankly at you when your eyes meet. Its...unsettling. &lt;br /&gt;
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The whole thing has you on edge and as soon as dinner is over you escape back into your room to sleep. Tomorrow will bring another day, Friday to be exact! &lt;br /&gt;
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You can hear your mother and sister getting ready to leave for work/school.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[MKOT_Go see your mother and sister off?|Go see your mother and sister off?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Hide in your room till they leave?|Hide in your room till they leave?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Wait_for_a_moment_and_pursue_your_mother%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Wait for a moment and pursue your mother?</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-18T22:34:26Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'After waiting on the couch, letting yourself calm down a bit, you get up and head over to your parent's door. Your penis still standing at attention, you put your ear to the door…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;After waiting on the couch, letting yourself calm down a bit, you get up and head over to your parent's door. Your penis still standing at attention, you put your ear to the door where you can barely make out the sound of muffled moans. Is she masturbating? Taking a quick peek over your should to make sure Bree hasn't left her room you carefully try the door knob, discovering that it isn't locked! Making sure to keep as quite as possible you open the door and peek inside to see your mother laying on her bed, her clothes part way off. Breasts exposed and skirt pulled up enough that she can rub one out through her plain white panties. Her eyes are closed and she's using her other hand to cover her mouth at the occasional moan.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not wanting to get caught by your sister you slip inside the room, quietly closing the door behind you before looking over to see your still unaware mother on the bed. Figuring that time isn't on your side and the longer you hesitate simply increases your chances of being caught prematurely, you quickly strip out of your pants and boxers. Carefully creeping over to the edge of the bed where your mother is laying your eyes are glued to her huge breasts.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Holy crap, the first time I've ever seen her tits...&amp;quot;, was all you could think of as you continued to take in the sight of her breasts, noticing how hard her nipples are. You manage to formulate a plan  and only have to wait for a little longer till the perfect moment arises. As both of her hands go down to give her pussy some much needed attention, you throw a leg over her, quickly straddling her stomach and arms. Her eyes shoot open in shock and just before she can start yelling at you, you cover her mouth as you quickly state the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Keep your voice down, we wouldn't want Bree to come in here. I never locked the door.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taking your hand from her mouth she speaks up, making sure to watch her volume, eyes glaring at you as she squirms beneath you. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Just what in the HELL do you think you're doing?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You start to play with her huge tits with a smile, teasing her nipples and taking in the feeling of her soft skin.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I never imagined I would ever get to feel up your tits like this..&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The fact that you ignored her and went on to talk about her breasts only further angered her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;D-don't ignore me! And get your hands off of me!&amp;quot; she said between practically clenched teeth.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Relax mom, I'm just giving you what you need...&amp;quot; you state calmly before positioning your hard prick between her huge tits. &lt;br /&gt;
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Taking hold of the side of her breasts you press them together around your dick, impressively they manage to completely cover up your shaft, hiding it between the two mountains of flesh. Not missing a beat your mother speaks up again in protest. &amp;quot;Get your...your penis off of me! I'm not some blow up doll for you to play with!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Ignoring her you start pushing and pulling at her breasts, rubbing and squeezing them around your shaft. Looking back to her face she is still glaring angrily at you and at her chest as you pleasure yourself with her breasts. Simply mashing her tits around your dick isn't quite getting the job done as you start to thrust back and forth between her tits, holding them tightly in place. &lt;br /&gt;
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Susan has given up on getting you to stop as her face seems to relax a little. The only sound in the room being the soft slapping of skin as you titfuck her, causing them to shake with every thrust, while her hands secretly went back to work. Her fingers playing with her clit through her panties as you pound away at her tits, squeezing them together harder as you do. It won't be long before you cum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;See mom? Isn't this better when we don't argue?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;J-just...hurry up and finish...I still have to get dinner ready.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. &lt;br /&gt;
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Any anger that was on her face is now gone, replaced with flushed pleasure as her fingers continued to ravage her pussy as you sped up. Fucking away at her huge soft tits.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Fine then...I'll hurry up and finish!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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You slam your dick between her tits one last time, filling her cleavage with hot cum. Caught up in your own orgasm you don't notice your mother shaking beneath you as she quietly brings herself to orgasm at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;
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Looking back down at your her you are both breathing a little heavily as you let go of her tits, releasing your prick from the tight hold. Her tits part slightly, sticky strands of cum linking them as a little bit of cum leaks out down to her stomach. Before the semen can reach you, you quickly hop off of her, standing beside her and the bed as she pushes herself up with her now freed hands. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Geez what a mess...suppose I need to take a shower now too..&amp;quot; she said softly as she turned to get off the bed. Only to realize through her fogged thoughts that you were still in the room, standing in front of her, your softening dick in her face. She looks up at you confused and with a bit of anger returning; you simply look down at her questioningly. Her eyes fall down to your shiny cum covered dick and without speaking a word, takes your dick into her mouth. Licking and softly sucking it clean.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;There...happy?&amp;quot; , she asked, looking back up at you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Taking hold of one of her hands, in order to help her up, you notice the wet shine on her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I'd say we're both happy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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She blushes a bit, knowing full well why you would say that before saying:&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Just go to your room, OK? I need to take a shower and get dinner ready.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Not wanting to tease her or argue anymore you do just that. Swiftly pulling your boxers and pants back on before leaving her room and heading to your own. The sound a of running water behind you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Don't risk anything and go to your room?|Don't risk anything and go to your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Lewdly</id>
		<title>MKOT Lewdly</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-18T20:04:36Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Geez mom, if you wanted to check out my dick you could have just asked.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Your mother's face got more red with embarrassment as she seemed to be at a lost of words at your directness. Taking advantage of her stunned silence you pull the sheet off your body in order to give her a better view of the bulge in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Can't say I blame you though, it is quite the sight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;W-what? Don't think I'd...! I'm your mother! Why on earth would I want to look at your...your...thing!&amp;quot; She was speaking very unsteadily, making sure not to speak too loudly, it seems that this is really starting to get to her. I wonder how far I could tease her?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah, you're my mother, and moms need to make sure their kids are healthy right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You swiftly pull your hard cock out of your pants, letting it stand at full attention in the open air. Susan's eyes seem to triple in size once your cock was out, and despite her earlier protest she sat in stunned silence for a moment. It didn't take too long for her to snap back to her senses and climb to her feet in a furry like you've never seen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why you....you.......you!!! Gaahh!!&amp;quot; she was still unable to properly speak, especially now in her furry. &amp;quot;just...go to your room!&amp;quot; You're almost unsure if that was directed at you, or an external dialogue by her as she storms off into her room. Her face still fairly red in embarrassment and anger. Oops...maybe I teased her too much?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With all the excitement passed you now realize how hard your heart is pounding, holy shit that was a rush! You pull your pants back up with a little trouble due to your erection. Looking over you see your mother door closed shut...I wonder if it is locked....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Wait for a moment and pursue your mother?|Wait for a moment and pursue your mother?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Don't risk anything and go to your room?|Don't risk anything and go to your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_after_your_mother%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Go after your mother?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_after_your_mother%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-10-18T20:03:13Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Deciding that the erection in your pants demand immediate action, you head over to your mother's door. Something seemed off about her once she realized what had taken place betwe…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Deciding that the erection in your pants demand immediate action, you head over to your mother's door. Something seemed off about her once she realized what had taken place between the two of you, and not the normal kind either. So long as you can play this off as her sweet, innocent in the ways of sex son, maybe something can happen. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With a soft knock on the door you call out to your mother. &amp;quot;Mom? Can we talk? I uh...I have a problem I need to talk to you about.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can hear her rummaging around the room as she answers, &amp;quot;Hold on a second!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Following her orders you wait patiently outside her door till in cracks open enough for her to peek out of.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What is it? What problem are you talking about?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well uh...it's..this..&amp;quot;, you mumble out as you motion towards the bulge in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her face turns a light shade of red once her eyes fell to your crotch. After what feels like a lifetime her eyes shoot back up to your face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That's your problem? Why would you think that I could help you with that?&amp;quot; she asked questioningly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pausing for a moment your mind racing for a response.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I uh..didn't say anything about you helping with it...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your response did just as you hoped, her face becoming more flushed as she realizes that SHE was the one jumping to that conclusion. Continuing with your plan of playing the innocent son you tell her how you've never known what to do when your penis gets like this. Going on to mention how you don't want to risk Bree seeing you as you go back to your room. Your words seem to be breaking through her motherly armor as her expression starts to become one of concern and understanding until....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fine, fine....just uhh...get in here quickly...&amp;quot; she said hesitantly before opening the door just enough for you to squeeze inside, hiding behind the door as she does.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You slip inside your parent's room with excitement, moving away from the door you look to your mother as she closes and locks the door behind you. She's standing there wearing, from what you can see, only a blue bathrobe that goes down to the top of her knees.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;So..you said you wanted to talk?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Apologize for sleeping on the couch?|Apologize for sleeping on the couch?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Skip the pleasantries and discuss your problem?|Skip the pleasantries and discuss your problem?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Innocently%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Innocently?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Innocently%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-24T08:36:33Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;ah! Geez, I'm sorry mom! I was just trying to to relax a little when I must have fallen asleep.&amp;quot;  You did your best to explain the situation to your mother and make a plead for …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;ah! Geez, I'm sorry mom! I was just trying to to relax a little when I must have fallen asleep.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You did your best to explain the situation to your mother and make a plead for your innocence in the matter. While you explained yourself, her eyes would linger down to your crotch which was still bulging with excitement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That's what you have your room for! If you want to take a load off, then go do it in your room!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She would never be so upset about you sleeping on the couch if it wasn't for the fact that she had accidentally played with your cock.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Just go to your room, and not a word of this to anyone!&amp;quot; she said with authority as she started to get back up to her feet while you got up off the couch. As such, she ends up with an up close view of your bulge, her eyes staring straight at your crotch which was now only inches from her face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Susan's face seemed to get even more red, if that was at all possible right now, hesitating a moment before pushing you backwards on the couch. Standing up with a flurry of embarrassment as she went off on you again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I said go to your room!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You were about to try to defend your case when she cut you off and continued talking.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Nope! No butts, go to your room!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before anything else could be done or said she stormed off into her room, leaving you to go off to your own.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go after your mother?|Go after your mother?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Don't risk anything and go to your room?|Don't risk anything and go to your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_lay_low_in_your_room%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Go lay low in your room?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_lay_low_in_your_room%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:19:10Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'I can't believe that just happened! And I always thought that I had no luck! Maybe I did get a kick to the chest, but it was totally worth it! I'm sure mom is really pissed right…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that just happened! And I always thought that I had no luck! Maybe I did get a kick to the chest, but it was totally worth it! I'm sure mom is really pissed right now though...I shouldn't do anything to piss her off further.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So you head off to your bedroom and take a moment to relax. Phew....and I thought my day wouldn't have any more excitement in it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You spend the rest of the evening locked away in your room till you can eventually hear the sound of your dad getting home. Uh oh...I wonder if mom is going to spill the beans about what the two of you did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kids! Dinner is ready!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sound of your dad's voice snaps you away from your mindless internet surfing and back to the reality of facing your mother at the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wait till you hear your sister running down the hallway towards the dinning room, well, you got to face her eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But alas...nothing happens at dinner. Your mother plays everything off perfectly normal, if anyone is going to blow your cover..it's you! You do your best to act as normal as your mother, occasionally meeting her eyes during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her eyes seem to focus on you with some sort of...focus....They aren't glaring at you, smiling at you, or pleading at you. They just seem to stare blankly at you when your eyes meet. Its...unsettling. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The whole thing has you on edge and as soon as dinner is over you escape back into your room to sleep. Tomorrow will bring another day, Friday to be exact! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can hear your mother and sister getting ready to leave for work/school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go see your mother and sister off?|Go see your mother and sister off?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Hide in your room till they leave?|Hide in your room till they leave?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_take_a_shower%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Go take a shower?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_take_a_shower%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:18:59Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Nothing helped you to clear your mind like taking a shower, I mean, who doesn't find a hot shower relaxing? Due to being a little tired, it slipped your mind to bring a change of clothes with you to the bathroom. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You couldn't help it but let your mind wander as you took your shower. The image of some lusty woman down on her knees in the shower, giving you some much needed attention. Your time in the shower took longer then normal and actually ended up becoming a bath, thanks to the fact that it is a two-in-one. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During your time relaxing in the bath, you actually had to convince yourself not to jack-off right then and there. Telling yourself over and over how it would be better to save up your cum as a gift for some lucky lady. Yeah, that's a good idea...better than wasting a load in the shower. Slowly letting your erection fade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While you were at an internal dialogue with yourself about jacking off, you failed to notice your mother and sister getting home. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Deciding that you've been in the shower...err..bath long enough, you hop out and dry off, only to realize that you had forgotten your clothes. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well no since in crying over forgotten clothes, you think to yourself as you haphazardly wrap a towel around your waist and walk out of the bathroom. Only to run straight into your mother who must have been about to check up on either your sister or you in your room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the collision you quickly lose your towel as the two of you go crashing down to the floor, luckily your fall was softened by your mother's huge breasts! Reaching out for something to hold onto as you push yourself up, you notice the floor feels really soft and squishy. Once you've pushed yourself up far enough you first notice your mother's breasts, which are way more exposed then normal due to a few buttons that had gotten torn off during the collision. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you of course notice your hands gripping her breasts tightly, giving you an instant hard-on. Your dick was pressed firmly against her body as you finally take a moment to look up at her face, which is a dark red and glaring at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before she could go off on giving you an earful, the sound of your sister's voice cut through the awkward situation the two of you were in. &amp;quot;What was that sound? Mom? Are you out there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Footsteps could be heard going towards the inside of your sister's door. In a feat of amazing strength (and panic!) your mother first pushes you off her, and follows up with a big kick that sends you backwards into the bathroom. You have no time to think about the pain in your chest (shit that was a good kick) as you sister's door starts to open. You do the opposite and close the bathroom door with your foot. All you could do was listen to the engagement outside the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Geez mom, what are you doing on the floor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Nothing sweetheart, I just tripped up and fell was all, go back to doing your homework.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sounds like your mother was standing back up. And your sister was clearing ignoring the command to go do her homework.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why is there a towel on the floor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Uh..I..was..taking the towel to your brother in the bathroom. He forgot to take one with him when he took his shower. Now go do your homework, don't make me tell you again!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You hear your sister giggle, followed by her door closing. The bathroom door opened just enough to fit an arm through as your mother threw the towel inside. You quickly wrapped the towel around yourself the best you could with an erection, taking a peek into the hallway you notice your mother quickly walking off towards her room. Arms wrapped around her chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You quickly slip into your room. Holy shit that was close! At least you can get some clothes on now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you?:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go check on your mother?|Go check on your mother?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go lay low in your room?|Go lay low in your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Don%27t_risk_anything_and_go_to_your_room%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Don't risk anything and go to your room?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Don%27t_risk_anything_and_go_to_your_room%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:17:09Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Deciding that pushing her any further could have some serious back lash, you want to tease her some more but too much could be bad. There is always another day to do some teasing…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Deciding that pushing her any further could have some serious back lash, you want to tease her some more but too much could be bad. There is always another day to do some teasing....and another...and another.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So you head off to your bedroom and take a moment to relax. Phew....and I thought my day wouldn't have any more excitement in it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You spend the rest of the evening locked away in your room till you can eventually hear the sound of your dad getting home. Uh oh...I wonder if mom is going to spill the beans about what the two of you did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kids! Dinner is ready!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sound of your dad's voice snaps you away from your mindless internet surfing and back to the reality of facing your mother at the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wait till you hear your sister running down the hallway towards the dinning room, well, you got to face her eventually.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But alas...nothing happens at dinner. Your mother plays everything off perfectly normal, if anyone is going to blow your cover..it's you! You do your best to act as normal as your mother, occasionally meeting her eyes during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her eyes seem to focus on you with some sort of...focus....They aren't glaring at you, smiling at you, or pleading at you. They just seem to stare blankly at you when your eyes meet. Its...unsettling. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The whole thing has you on edge and as soon as dinner is over you escape back into your room to sleep. Tomorrow will bring another day, Friday to be exact! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can hear your mother and sister getting ready to leave for work/school.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go see your mother and sister off?|Go see your mother and sister off?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Hide in your room till they leave?|Hide in your room till they leave?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Lewdly</id>
		<title>MKOT Lewdly</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Lewdly"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:16:59Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Geez mom, if you wanted to check out my dick you could have just asked.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your mother's face got more red with embarrassment as she seemed to be at a lost of words at your directness. Taking advantage of her stunned silence you pull the sheet off your body in order to give her a better view of the bulge in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Can't say I blame you though, it is quite the sight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;W-what? Don't think I'd...! I'm your mother! Why on earth would I want to look at your...your...thing!&amp;quot; She was speaking very unsteadily, making sure not to speak too loudly, it seems that this is really starting to get to her. I wonder how far I could tease her?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah, you're my mother, and moms need to make sure their kids are healthy right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You swiftly pull your hard cock out of your pants, letting it stand at full attention in the open air. Susan's eyes seem to triple in size once your cock was out, and despite her earlier protest she sat in stunned silence for a moment. It didn't take too long for her to snap back to her senses and climb to her feet in a furry like you've never seen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why you....you.......you!!! Gaahh!!&amp;quot; she was still unable to properly speak, especially now in her furry. &amp;quot;just...go to your room!&amp;quot; You're almost unsure if that was directed at you, or an external dialogue by her as she storms off into her room. Her face still fairly red in embarrassment and anger. Oops...maybe I teased her too much?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With all the excitement passed you now realize how hard your heart is pounding, holy shit that was a rush! You pull your pants back up with a little trouble due to your erection. Looking over you see your mother door closed shut...I wonder if it is locked....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go after your mother?|Go after your mother?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Don't risk anything and go to your room?|Don't risk anything and go to your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Lewdly</id>
		<title>MKOT Lewdly</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Lewdly"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:15:09Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;Geez mom, if you wanted to check out my dick you could have just asked.&amp;quot;  Your mother's face got more red with embarrassment as she seemed to be at a lost of words at your direc…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Geez mom, if you wanted to check out my dick you could have just asked.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your mother's face got more red with embarrassment as she seemed to be at a lost of words at your directness. Taking advantage of her stunned silence you pull the sheet off your body in order to give her a better view of the bulge in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Can't say I blame you though, it is quite the sight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;W-what? Don't think I'd...! I'm your mother! Why on earth would I want to look at your...your...thing!&amp;quot; She was speaking very unsteadily, making sure not to speak too loudly, it seems that this is really starting to get to her. I wonder how far I could tease her?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah, you're my mother, and moms need to make sure their kids are healthy right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You swiftly pull your hard cock out of your pants, letting it stand at full attention in the open air. Susan's eyes seem to triple in size once your cock was out, and despite her earlier protest she sat in stunned silence for a moment. It didn't take too long for her to snap back to her senses and climb to her feet in a furry like you've never seen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why you....you.......you!!! Gaahh!!&amp;quot; she was still unable to properly speak, especially now in her furry. &amp;quot;just...go to your room!&amp;quot; You're almost unsure if that was directed at you, or an external dialogue by her as she storms off into her room. Her face still fairly red in embarrassment and anger. Oops...maybe I teased her too much?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With all the excitement passed you now realize how hard your heart is pounding, holy shit that was a rush! You pull your pants back up with a little trouble due to your erection. Looking over you see your mother door closed shut...I wonder if it is locked....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go after you mother?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Don't risk anything and go to your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Take_a_nap_on_the_couch%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Take a nap on the couch?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Take_a_nap_on_the_couch%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:15:01Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The weight of the day had finally caught up with you enough that a nap sounded like the perfect idea. Lying down on the black leather couch put in a state of complete bliss as you pulled the equally dark colored blanket over you and quickly fell asleep. Your dreams were filled with the smiling face and naked bodies of the neighborhood women, causing your body to react with rock hard stiffness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You must have been feeling a bit more tired then you thought as you slept right through your mother and sister coming into the house. This was truly an amazing feat considering how loud Bree could be at times as she made her way to her room to do homework. Your mother was as exhausted as she normally was after work and made her way over to relax on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily for you, your cock was pointed up against your waist as your mother took a seat. The sudden weight of your mother sitting on your groin was more than enough to wake you up, sleepy eyes looking forward to see the look of confusion on your mother's face as she grinded her ass against your cock. She must have thought she was sitting on the TV remote.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh god! You did everything in your power not to make a sound as she finally stood up partially, just enough so her ass was no longer on you, her back pressed against the couch for support. Susan reached under herself to grab the &amp;quot;remote&amp;quot;, only to wrap her hand around your shaft. This seemed to only confuse her further as she stroked your cock a few times, just now noticing the sheet that was covering you. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking over, her eyes met your shocked and wide eyed face. Her face immediately turned dark red as everything came crashing down and she realized what has just taken place. Wasting no time your mother rocketed off the couch, causing her to fumble and actually fall to the ground in front of the couch, staring at you. Her knees clamped shut, offering you no view up her skirt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Y-y-y-you and t-that, a-a-and....!!!&amp;quot; Your mother was at a lost for words , but quickly recovered and engaged motherhood mode. &amp;quot;Why are you sleeping on the couch!?! If you want to sleep, do it in your room!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How do you respond?:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Innocently?|Innocently?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Lewdly|Lewdly?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_take_a_shower%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Go take a shower?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Go_take_a_shower%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:13:34Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Nothing helped you to clear your mind like taking a shower, I mean, who doesn't find a hot shower relaxing? Due to being a little tired, it slipped your mind to bring a change of…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Nothing helped you to clear your mind like taking a shower, I mean, who doesn't find a hot shower relaxing? Due to being a little tired, it slipped your mind to bring a change of clothes with you to the bathroom. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You couldn't help it but let your mind wander as you took your shower. The image of some lusty woman down on her knees in the shower, giving you some much needed attention. Your time in the shower took longer then normal and actually ended up becoming a bath, thanks to the fact that it is a two-in-one. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
During your time relaxing in the bath, you actually had to convince yourself not to jack-off right then and there. Telling yourself over and over how it would be better to save up your cum as a gift for some lucky lady. Yeah, that's a good idea...better than wasting a load in the shower. Slowly letting your erection fade.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While you were at an internal dialogue with yourself about jacking off, you failed to notice your mother and sister getting home. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Deciding that you've been in the shower...err..bath long enough, you hop out and dry off, only to realize that you had forgotten your clothes. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well no since in crying over forgotten clothes, you think to yourself as you haphazardly wrap a towel around your waist and walk out of the bathroom. Only to run straight into your mother who must have been about to check up on either your sister or you in your room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In the collision you quickly lose your towel as the two of you go crashing down to the floor, luckily your fall was softened by your mother's huge breasts! Reaching out for something to hold onto as you push yourself up, you notice the floor feels really soft and squishy. Once you've pushed yourself up far enough you first notice your mother's breasts, which are way more exposed then normal due to a few buttons that had gotten torn off during the collision. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you of course notice your hands gripping her breasts tightly, giving you an instant hard-on. Your dick was pressed firmly against her body as you finally take a moment to look up at her face, which is a dark red and glaring at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before she could go off on giving you an earful, the sound of your sister's voice cut through the awkward situation the two of you were in. &amp;quot;What was that sound? Mom? Are you out there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Footsteps could be heard going towards the inside of your sister's door. In a feat of amazing strength (and panic!) your mother first pushes you off her, and follows up with a big kick that sends you backwards into the bathroom. You have no time to think about the pain in your chest (shit that was a good kick) as you sister's door starts to open. You do the opposite and close the bathroom door with your foot. All you could do was listen to the engagement outside the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Geez mom, what are you doing on the floor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Nothing sweetheart, I just tripped up and fell was all, go back to doing your homework.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sounds like your mother was standing back up. And your sister was clearing ignoring the command to go do her homework.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Why is there a towel on the floor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Uh..I..was..taking the towel to your brother in the bathroom. He forgot to take one with him when he took his shower. Now go do your homework, don't make me tell you again!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You hear your sister giggle, followed by her door closing. The bathroom door opened just enough to fit an arm through as your mother threw the towel inside. You quickly wrapped the towel around yourself the best you could with an erection, taking a peek into the hallway you notice your mother quickly walking off towards her room. Arms wrapped around her chest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You quickly slip into your room. Holy shit that was close! At least you can get some clothes on now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you?:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go check on your mother?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go lay low in your room?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_back_home%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head back home?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_back_home%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:13:24Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Phew....what a long day its been already. Checking your phone you see that it's almost 1 o'clock, eh....maybe not THAT long of a day, but you sure feel drained for some reason. Your mind starts to rewind back through the events that have taken place at all the different homes. You first consider your self lucky beyond measure, they were all home and you got the information you needed! But now you're going to need to work out a schedule of when you can visit everyone, they all told you about different times and days when you could go over to their house and start working. Then you consider yourself blessed to be in a neighborhood with so many MILFS, this is definitely my kind of neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You quickly make your way back home as it has occurred to that you may be needing some condoms in the very near future. Now, mom had that unopened pack hidden in her bathroom...but...nah I can't use those, she would see that someone took them and start an investigate of the house or something. No, I'm going to need to run up to the store real quick and pick some up before mom returns home with Bree, I'm sure me coming home with a pack of condoms would raise just as many questions as if I had stolen her pack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so you did just that, once you got back to the house you hoped in your car and made a quick trip to the pharmacy to get a pack of condoms before returning home. Your worked quickly to find a hiding spot and eventually settled on putting it far in the back of a shelf in your closet. As far you know, nobody really goes in you closet, and nobody snoops around the house like you do!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It won't be long now till your mom and sister are home, your mind is on the edge of exhaustion as you wonder how you could start to get on your mothers...good side. And now that you really think about it, especially after visiting the other MILFS, your mother most likely bought all those things for your father! That's it isn't it! She hasn't been able to get him in bed for a while and tried to buy some new sexy clothes....condoms for him...and the bullet vibrator for if the plan failed. The fact that the condom pack is unopened leads you to believe that it had in fact failed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So....your mother is sexually frustrated, maybe I could use that to my advantage?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But before you go any further, you need to write down the info you picked up from the other families. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Mrs.Sato will be available only during the week days.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Mrs.Katlego will be available anytime after Friday.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Mrs.Allan will be available on Sundays , Tuesdays, and Thursdays.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''And you need to pay a visit to Mrs.Garcia tomorrow to get some info.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
P.S. Today is Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Take a nap on the couch?|Take a nap on the couch?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Go take a shower?|Go take a shower?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Take_a_nap_on_the_couch%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Take a nap on the couch?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Take_a_nap_on_the_couch%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:12:38Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'The weight of the day had finally caught up with you enough that a nap sounded like the perfect idea. Lying down on the black leather couch put in a state of complete bliss as yo…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The weight of the day had finally caught up with you enough that a nap sounded like the perfect idea. Lying down on the black leather couch put in a state of complete bliss as you pulled the equally dark colored blanket over you and quickly fell asleep. Your dreams were filled with the smiling face and naked bodies of the neighborhood women, causing your body to react with rock hard stiffness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You must have been feeling a bit more tired then you thought as you slept right through your mother and sister coming into the house. This was truly an amazing feat considering how loud Bree could be at times as she made her way to her room to do homework. Your mother was as exhausted as she normally was after work and made her way over to relax on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Luckily for you, your cock was pointed up against your waist as your mother took a seat. The sudden weight of your mother sitting on your groin was more than enough to wake you up, sleepy eyes looking forward to see the look of confusion on your mother's face as she grinded her ass against your cock. She must have thought she was sitting on the TV remote.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh god! You did everything in your power not to make a sound as she finally stood up partially, just enough so her ass was no longer on you, her back pressed against the couch for support. Susan reached under herself to grab the &amp;quot;remote&amp;quot;, only to wrap her hand around your shaft. This seemed to only confuse her further as she stroked your cock a few times, just now noticing the sheet that was covering you. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Looking over, her eyes met your shocked and wide eyed face. Her face immediately turned dark red as everything came crashing down and she realized what has just taken place. Wasting no time your mother rocketed off the couch, causing her to fumble and actually fall to the ground in front of the couch, staring at you. Her knees clamped shut, offering you no view up her skirt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Y-y-y-you and t-that, a-a-and....!!!&amp;quot; Your mother was at a lost for words , but quickly recovered and engaged motherhood mode. &amp;quot;Why are you sleeping on the couch!?! If you want to sleep, do it in your room!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How do you respond?:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Innocently?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lewdly?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_back_home%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head back home?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_back_home%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:12:25Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Phew....what a long day its been already. Checking your phone you see that it's almost 1 o'clock, eh....maybe not THAT long of a day, but you sure feel drained for some reason. Your mind starts to rewind back through the events that have taken place at all the different homes. You first consider your self lucky beyond measure, they were all home and you got the information you needed! But now you're going to need to work out a schedule of when you can visit everyone, they all told you about different times and days when you could go over to their house and start working. Then you consider yourself blessed to be in a neighborhood with so many MILFS, this is definitely my kind of neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You quickly make your way back home as it has occurred to that you may be needing some condoms in the very near future. Now, mom had that unopened pack hidden in her bathroom...but...nah I can't use those, she would see that someone took them and start an investigate of the house or something. No, I'm going to need to run up to the store real quick and pick some up before mom returns home with Bree, I'm sure me coming home with a pack of condoms would raise just as many questions as if I had stolen her pack.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And so you did just that, once you got back to the house you hoped in your car and made a quick trip to the pharmacy to get a pack of condoms before returning home. Your worked quickly to find a hiding spot and eventually settled on putting it far in the back of a shelf in your closet. As far you know, nobody really goes in you closet, and nobody snoops around the house like you do!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It won't be long now till your mom and sister are home, your mind is on the edge of exhaustion as you wonder how you could start to get on your mothers...good side. And now that you really think about it, especially after visiting the other MILFS, your mother most likely bought all those things for your father! That's it isn't it! She hasn't been able to get him in bed for a while and tried to buy some new sexy clothes....condoms for him...and the bullet vibrator for if the plan failed. The fact that the condom pack is unopened leads you to believe that it had in fact failed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So....your mother is sexually frustrated, maybe I could use that to my advantage?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But before you go any further, you need to write down the info you picked up from the other families. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Mrs.Sato will be available only during the week days.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Mrs.Katlego will be available anytime after Friday.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Mrs.Allan will be available on Sundays , Tuesdays, and Thursdays.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''And you need to pay a visit to Mrs.Garcia tomorrow to get some info.'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
P.S. Today is Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Take a nap on the couch?|Take a nap on the couch?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go take a shower?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Garcia_residence%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head over to the Garcia residence?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Garcia_residence%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:11:34Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Oh god....I suppose I should also go over to '''HER''' house. You weren't too keen on the idea of paying a visit to the Garcia residence, but you wanted to make sure you had every opportunity to make some money.&lt;br /&gt;
The problem was that she and her husband never appeared to be in a good mood, always bickering, telling each other they're good for nothing, and that was just during breakfast! It was a wonder that they were still together but maybe it was just some sort of weird charm in their relationship. Kind of like people who like to have rough hate sex.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Knocking on the front door you did your best to relax before the yelling started, which will '''ALWAYS''' end up happening, one way or another. But alas no one seems to be coming to the door....looking over you can see their cars parked in the driveway, are they busy? Taking a deep breath you knock on the door again but this time a bit harder, hopefully they aren't busy in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly you can hear the unmistakable sound of Mrs.Garcia yelling out, &amp;quot;Are you going to answer the fucking door!!?&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;I'm busy! You're closer to the door, why don't you answer it!?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can hear the sound of heavy footsteps stomping their way towards the other side of the door before she calls out, &amp;quot;Cuz I was in the shower you idiot! Didn't you hear the shower running!?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The shower? Does that mean sh- The door suddenly flew open to reveal a wet and pissed of Mrs.Garcia wearing a small pick bathrobe that barely reach the middle of her thighs. Her thick thighs and wide hips were a sight to behold with how small her waist was, leading up to a pair of fairly average sized tits that were currently wrapped up tightly behind her fuzzy robe. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening her eyes, at which point she asked you while still looking pretty pissed off, &amp;quot;Yes, what do you want Bradley?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Between her wet appearance in the little bathrobe and those piercing eyes that she seems to be glaring at you with, you find it a bit hard to get your words together in this sudden panic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I uh, well you see, I uh..&amp;quot;, you take a moment to calm down by coughing before continuing on to explain to her how you are out looking for some odd jobs to do around the neighborhood. During your explanation she seems to calm down, her eyes glancing down on occasion to see the bulge in your pants which seems to make her happy. &amp;quot;Well I'm pretty sure you could help me out with the chickens in the back yard, hell, you could even help out with cleaning the house for me. Lets see what my husband has to say.&amp;quot; , she says before bringing you inside the house and leading you over to the living room where her husband is. Your eyes are glued to her ass the entire way over, noticing how there was still water running down her long legs. But you can notice out of your peripheral vision that the house is kind of a mess, not dirty per say, but it is littered here and there with with all sorts of different things that you could really only describe as junk. Mom would freak out if out house was ever like this!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, busy huh? Busy watching the television you lazy asshole!&amp;quot;, Mrs.Garcia said hotly as she leaned over to him and swatted at his shoulder, almost allowing you a view at what you assume would be her bare pussy, but alas she didn't bend over enough and the shadow beneath her robe is just too dark. This attack caused a brief war between the two of them as they switched over to speaking Spanish and began to argue, not knowing Spanish you actually did feel a bit at ease about the whole thing. Although you are pretty sure you picked up on Mr.Garcia calling her a bitch a few times.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the argument began to wane, Mrs.Garcia started to make her way back towards the shower located in their room, only stopping a few time to turn and argue back with him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once she was out of sight Mr.Garcia took a moment to calm down, not unlike how his wife did when she opened the door. &amp;quot;I'm sorry about all that Bradley, that damn woman has the devil's fire in her!&amp;quot; , he shouted the last part in hopes of getting the last word in but you couldn't hear any retaliation coming from Mrs.Garcia. With all that out of the way you began to chat with Mr.Garcia, making sure to mention what his wife said about the chickens and cleaning up around the house. He seemed pretty pleased with the idea of this and admits that he couldn't really think of anything that needs doing, and so he walked you out the front door, leaving the door open and telling you how you could by tomorrow and talk with his wife about it further since now wasn't a good time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before you could say goodbye, Mrs.Garcia came walking out of their room wearing a matching set a white lace bra and panties. Your eyes almost popped out at the sight, which Mr.Garcia caught, looking back to see his wife dressed as she was. This instantly sparked another conflict as Mr.Garcia slammed the door shut in front of you, but not before you noticed his wife not bothering to cover herself up even after she had been seen by you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Staring at the door wide eyed for a moment at the sudden burst of emotion, you had to take a moment relax before heading back out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Katlego residence?|Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Allan residence?|Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Sato residence?|Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head back home?|Head back home?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Sato_residence%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head over to the Sato residence?</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Sato_residence%3F"/>
				<updated>2014-09-10T19:11:04Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Making your way over to the home of the Sato family, you have high hopes that Mrs.Sato will be home, even if the reason behind it is a bit stereotypical. The whole men are the ones in charge and women stay at home sort of old style thinking that was much more prevalent in the earlier Japanese times (hell, pretty much everywhere it was like that huh?). Knocking on the front door, you kind of hope to be proven wrong, but considering you can hear what you assume is a TV making noise inside, it seems unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sure enough the door opens up after you can hear someone fiddling around behind the door, probably checking the peephole to see who I was or something.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh my gosh, Bradley, you've grown so much!&amp;quot; is the first thing you hear as the door opens up to show Mrs.Sato standing there in an all business looking white blouse and formal black pants, she looks to be dressed to work in an office building. But shes at home? Peering past the clothes and closer at her body she seems to have a typical build for a Japanese woman, a thin, petite body with small supple looking breasts and fairly slim hips. Holy crap.....am I a racist for thinking these things? No get it out of your head Bradley, you're a good person!.....Besides the whole, already fantasizing her on her back thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Smiling you say, &amp;quot;Ya, it's been sometime since I've visited huh? Almost wasn't expecting anyone to be home right now, what with it being a Thursday and all.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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On hearing this and watching your eyes look over what she is wearing, she graceful replies, &amp;quot;and normally you wouldn't find anyone home, but my husband very recently broke his leg so I'm working from the home office to do what work I can to still make money while looking after him. They say that even when you work at home it's best to dress like you don't to put your mind in the right place.&amp;quot; She smiles sweetly at saying this, showing how hard working she is. Hooray! No stereotypes here!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;oh but listen to be ramble on, please come in, come in&amp;quot; she says in a bit of an embarrassed haste at having left a neighbor and friend standing outside her door.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mrs.Sato moves to the side while opening the door further to give you plenty of room to come inside, and so you do. Stop it Bradley, stop thinking such thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;
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The inside of their house is quite the sight to behold and looks so much different from anything you could remember about it. Very modernistic but with a touch of Japanese design, and it looks like everything is fairly clean...though you'd say that your mom is still way more uptight with keeping things clean.&lt;br /&gt;
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With the door closed behind you, Mrs.Sato leads you over to the kitchen and dining area that over looks the living room. You can see Mr.Sato sitting on a recliner with a leg cast going up to his hip, yeah that could definitely hinder someones movement.&lt;br /&gt;
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Walking out to the living room with Mrs.Sato, you say &amp;quot;Hi&amp;quot; to her husband and talk briefly with Mr.Sato about his leg and complimenting him on his home.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Thank you, hard work and a raise, I had plenty of money to renovate the house. But all that hard work can come at a price&amp;quot; He says with a chuckle as he knocks on his cast.&lt;br /&gt;
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You tell them about how you're looking for work to do and Mrs.Sato abruptly cuts you off mid sentence by saying, &amp;quot;ah ah ah, business talk is for the office room.&amp;quot; Mr.Sato just smiles and shrugs his shoulders a bit in a sort of, well you heard her, gesture. And so you are led over towards a room near what appears to be their room from what you can quickly glance at. &lt;br /&gt;
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Their home office is very neat and organized with a large desk at the middle of it with a computer set up. Reminds you of what a CEO's office would look like in a movie, just smaller. Maybe the raises he got was for a manager type position. Mrs.Sato walks over and leans back against the desk ever so slightly but in a way that seems rather carefree....or seductive? You close the door at her request that actually sounds a bit more like a command.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;So, you said you were looking for work? What kind of work exactly?&amp;quot; she asks curiously and so you fill her in on your plan for the summer and what sort work you could do. At the mention of yard work she seems to perk up a bit like a lightning bolt of an idea had struck her. &amp;quot;You would do yard work huh? Would gardening be on the list of things you could do?&amp;quot; she asks a bit excitedly, and at you OK of approval she turns around to fetch some paper work on the desk, causing her to bend over slightly. &lt;br /&gt;
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You immediately notice that she seems to have quite a nice ass, as the fabric of her pants is pushed out by her ass against its normally sleek and straight design. But your view is short lived as she turns back around and briefly overlooks some papers which you assume is a bank balance statement or something once she mentions they have plenty of room in the budget to pay you for some work.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mrs.Sato then leads you out past the living room into the backyard where, holy shit, do they have a garden. Taking a look around it's clear that a lot of work has gone into growing all these plants but you do notice that there are a ton of weeds growing all around and through out the garden. Someone hasn't been back here in some time to manage it. At which point she chimes in, &amp;quot;I was already not tending to my garden as I should. And since my husband's accident happened and I haven't had any time and he can't help out at all, not that he did much before.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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That last statement seemed to be laced with a bit of...resentment? Although that's probably too harsh of a word. Luckily though her husband can't hear you guys in the house even if he's on the other side of the wall, watching TV. She goes on to inform that all you would need to do is clean out the weeds and make sure that her plants stay hydrated. As you guys head back inside your arm accidentally brushes against her breasts, you definitely felt them but she doesn't seem to bat an eye as you guys head back to the office and iron out when you could come over and for what pay per day.&lt;br /&gt;
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With all the details ironed out and you have all the info you need, you say goodbye to Mr.Sato and head to the front door with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I hope to see you back here soon, I could really use someone like you to tend to my garden.&amp;quot; she says a bit cryptically, but with a wave goodbye you head back out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Katlego residence?|Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Allan residence?|Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Garcia residence?|Head over to the Garcia residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head back home?|Head back home?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Allan_residence%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head over to the Allan residence?</title>
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				<updated>2014-09-10T19:10:17Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;It's been quite a few years since you've been over to visit the Allan residence, they were always good people but you remember them being slightly....err...chubby? Yea that's a good word for it, just a bit of extra weight. But out of all the families you knew in your neighborhood they definitely seemed to be one of the most tame, though looks can be deceiving. &lt;br /&gt;
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You wait around for a moment after knocking on the door to have it opened up by Mr.Allan, who honestly looks about the same as you remember him, as far as his weight is concerned. &amp;quot;Oh? Hey Brad, what brings you to this part of the neighborhood?&amp;quot;, he asks you in a bit of a surprised tone after not seeing you in so long. Wasting no time you quickly get down to the brass tacks of why you're there, which seems to perplex him a bit as he appears to be thinking of something you could do to help out around the house. He then asks you a question that really made you nervous for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hey, you're in good shape right?&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;Uh, yea I suppose I am...I was on the swim team in high school&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;That's great! I think I got an idea for what you could do. C'mon lets go find the Mrs.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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With that, Mr.Allan led you inside his home and.....down to...his...basement? Oh god this isn't good...is it to late to run away? Your irrational growing fears are quickly dispersed when you hear the soft hum of someone walking on a treadmill. Your eyes fall upon Mrs.Allan, dressed in a black sports bra, black spanx shorts, and white tennis shoes. And holy crap was she in good shape compared to her husband, the woman you remember was completely gone and what was left was this athlete of a MILF. Small breasts, flat stomach, firm looking ass and legs that could walk for miles. Glancing back at Mr.Allan, he now looked much worse in your eyes when in comparison to his wife. It's too bad they couldn't get in shape together...guess for one reason or another her simply didn't or couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Babe! I think I found a solution to our problem!&amp;quot;, Mr.Allan called out a little loudly as we walked over towards her. Mrs.Allan glanced over to see us before turning the treadmill off and stepping down onto the ground. Now that you are closer you can see that she is covered in sweat and her legs are visibly trembling, shit, she must have been walking for quite some time. &amp;quot;Hi Bradley, its been a while&amp;quot;, she said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Ya, and I can see you've been doing good, you're in great shape!&amp;quot;, I told her honestly which caused her to blush a bit, probably not used to being complimented by a young guy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Isn't she? Though she doesn't seem to be able to get any stronger, and that's why I think you could help us by being a sort of personal trainer for us.&amp;quot;, Mr.Allan said as you looked to his wife for confirmation. A simple agreeing nod of her head was all she gave about her lack of muscle growth. &amp;quot;You see, I've been trying to better myself like her but I just lack the motivation. We have been discussing a personal trainer for me but between the cost and the need to go down to the gym, I wasn't sold on the idea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The three of you chat for a moment about all the little details about the plan and what they have been doing or trying to do to get in shape. Eventually Mrs.Allan spoke up in a bit of questioning protest.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Are we sure this is a good choice? I mean, he's so young and doesn't really have any experience in the matter.&amp;quot; she said softly, simply expressing her concerns. Which is fine to you, no harm no foul. Though her husband quickly defends you and tells her what you told him about being on the swim team for four years. This seems to spark her curiosity and partially lay to rest her fear, when she asks to see. You think you know what she means so you casually pull your shirt up to show off your thin and slightly muscled body to the both of them. Mrs.Allan's eyes seem to light up at the sight of your body as her husband starts to talk again.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;See honey? I told you he is a good choice for us, and he is going to be way cheaper than some 'official' trainer.&amp;quot;, Mrs.Allan still seemed to be a bit nervous about the whole thing even after the positive reaction she had to your body. But she eventually backs down from her concerns and agrees to the plan. At which point the three of you begin to discuss how a possible schedule could work and they ask you about anything they should start doing now. To which you tell Mrs.Allan that she needs to start to consume more protein and you explain to her how it is great for building muscle. You tell Mr.Allan that he should start doing workouts that focus on cardio, and you make a suggestion that he could hop on a very light dietary supplement. Just as Mrs.Allan was worried about, you don't know too much about giving advice for them but these seemed like some good starting points for them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once everything was settled and you gave a bit more advice and tips on how to get started, the three you head back upstairs and towards the front door. Mr.Allan led, followed by his wife, and then followed by you. This gave you a great chance to check out Mrs.Allan's ass as she went up the stairs, you stayed close enough to her to smell a bit of her sweat mixed perfume aroma. You notice her plain white panties to be somewhat visible through the spanx material. Beautiful. On the way to the front door you take a final look around at their home, it was nice, not perfectly clean nor dirty. It seemed like a very....average home from what little you could see of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say goodbye to the optimistic couple and start to head out after Mrs.Allan gives you a final message.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hope to see you soon, don't work us too hard!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Katlego residence?|Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Sato residence?|Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Garcia residence?|Head over to the Garcia residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head back home?|Head back home?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_back_home%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head back home?</title>
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				<updated>2014-09-10T19:09:16Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Phew....what a long day its been already. Checking your phone you see that it's almost 1 o'clock, eh....maybe not THAT long of a day, but you sure feel drained for some reason. Y…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Phew....what a long day its been already. Checking your phone you see that it's almost 1 o'clock, eh....maybe not THAT long of a day, but you sure feel drained for some reason. Your mind starts to rewind back through the events that have taken place at all the different homes. You first consider your self lucky beyond measure, they were all home and you got the information you needed! But now you're going to need to work out a schedule of when you can visit everyone, they all told you about different times and days when you could go over to their house and start working. Then you consider yourself blessed to be in a neighborhood with so many MILFS, this is definitely my kind of neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;
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You quickly make your way back home as it has occurred to that you may be needing some condoms in the very near future. Now, mom had that unopened pack hidden in her bathroom...but...nah I can't use those, she would see that someone took them and start an investigate of the house or something. No, I'm going to need to run up to the store real quick and pick some up before mom returns home with Bree, I'm sure me coming home with a pack of condoms would raise just as many questions as if I had stolen her pack.&lt;br /&gt;
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And so you did just that, once you got back to the house you hoped in your car and made a quick trip to the pharmacy to get a pack of condoms before returning home. Your worked quickly to find a hiding spot and eventually settled on putting it far in the back of a shelf in your closet. As far you know, nobody really goes in you closet, and nobody snoops around the house like you do!&lt;br /&gt;
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It won't be long now till your mom and sister are home, your mind is on the edge of exhaustion as you wonder how you could start to get on your mothers...good side. And now that you really think about it, especially after visiting the other MILFS, your mother most likely bought all those things for your father! That's it isn't it! She hasn't been able to get him in bed for a while and tried to buy some new sexy clothes....condoms for him...and the bullet vibrator for if the plan failed. The fact that the condom pack is unopened leads you to believe that it had in fact failed.&lt;br /&gt;
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So....your mother is sexually frustrated, maybe I could use that to my advantage?&lt;br /&gt;
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But before you go any further, you need to write down the info you picked up from the other families. &lt;br /&gt;
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'''Mrs.Sato will be available only during the week days.'''&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Mrs.Katlego will be available anytime after Friday.'''&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Mrs.Allan will be available on Sundays , Tuesdays, and Thursdays.'''&lt;br /&gt;
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'''And you need to pay a visit to Mrs.Garcia tomorrow to get some info.'''&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S. Today is Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Take a nap on the couch?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go take a shower?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Katlego_residence%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head over to the Katlego residence?</title>
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				<updated>2014-09-10T19:08:06Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;As you made your way over to the home of the Katlego residence, you did all you could to keep your mind clear of impure thoughts as you knew what was to come. Mrs.Katlego is a close friend of your mothers and has been so for a while now, but Mrs.Katlego is much more playful. This has always been a problem for you as she has a body that almost matched up to your mothers, with her big bust, hips and ass. You could almost say they were sisters if it wasn't for the fact that the Katlego family was black. Oh, and they also have the biggest house in the neighborhood, hooray for friends with benefits!&lt;br /&gt;
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Knocking at the door you take a couple deep breaths in preparation as soon enough the door opens and your eyes took in all they could as fast as they could. She is wearing a beautiful red dress with a cut down the side of the bottom, the red coloring seeming to pop out in contrast against her dark ebony skin. Your mind jumping to images of Jessica Rabbit. But this moment was very short lived as the lights around you went out, your face buried in her chest as she hugs you. You may be slightly taller than her but she makes sure your face ends up between her tits, just like it did when you were growing up and at breast level with her. You hear her making some sort of squeal of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;And just when I thought that this was going to be a lonely day, my savior, the son of that sweet woman has come to my aide!&amp;quot; she said happily while keeping a tight hold on you. &lt;br /&gt;
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You try to respond to her but all that comes out is muffled sounds against her chest. Mrs.Katlego pulls you back from her bust with a smile on her face. &amp;quot;Oh sugar, you know I can't hear you when your down there&amp;quot; she states with a quick wink as she opens the door further. &amp;quot;Now get your butt in this house, how have you been dear?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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To say you were a bit flustered would probably been an understatement, red in the face and dick starting to bulge up, she knows damn well what she does to you. But you make your way inside none the less and she closes the door behind you.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;I've been just fine Mrs.Katlego I-&amp;quot;, before you can finish she cuts you off to say, &amp;quot;oh hush with that Mrs.Katlego, no need to be all formal with a friend&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ha, uh...right..sorry, '''[[AIF_Rachel|Rachel]]'''. But yeah I'm good and the family is good.&amp;quot;, you tell her as she leads you over to the kitchen, which is when you notice she is barefoot. Although you suppose that isn't strange since she is just hanging around at home. You take a seat at the table at her request as she goes to get some iced tea for you, there is no way of going over to her house without drinking some iced tea.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;So uh...where is Mr.Katl-...I mean Hank, where is he at?&amp;quot;, you inquire as you watch her open the fridge and bend over at the waist to get the pitcher of tea, her big ass becoming visible enough to notice that you can't really see a panty line. &lt;br /&gt;
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'''''Holy fuck, this woman. Always teasing me like this. She is gonna be the death of me!.'''''&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh he's out back relaxing by the pool like he always is.&amp;quot;,she said as she placed a glass of iced tea in front of you, making sure to expose her cleavage as she does. You only manage to tear your eyes away from the dark valley of her tits once she straightens back up, smiling at you coyly. &amp;quot;So what brings to our home, besides checking up on little oh me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Taking a moment, you gulp down some iced tea and relax your mind from the onslaught that she just enacted on you before you explain what brings you to her home. You make sure to talk slow and chat with her for a little while to let your dick calm down, and just in time too.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Well Bradley, I can't think of anything that needs done around here but maybe Hank has something? I'll walk you out back to the pool.&amp;quot;, Rachel calmly said as you then both got up and walked out back. She seemed much more strict and formal now , suppose she doesn't want to act so teasingly in front of her husband.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Sweetheart! Bradley is here and he is wondering if we got any jobs that need to be done around the house.&amp;quot;, she shouted at to her husband who was relaxing near the edge of the pool. Hank was now waving you over so you made your way to him as Rachel slipped back inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Hey there kiddo, it's good to see ya. So what's this about looking for a job?&amp;quot;, Hank asked and so you begin to fill him in on the details like you just had to his wife. He hung out in the pool while you guys talked, thinking about anything you might be able to do when he slapped his hand down on the edge of the pool. &amp;quot;I got just the thing! You can take care of my beautiful lady friend here&amp;quot;, he said slapping his hand against the surface of the water a few times as he went on to explain how he would be leaving on a business trip this weekend. Normally his wife cleans the pool and what not while he is gone, but she hates doing it, so it's a perfect chance for you to make some money. Pool? Your busty wife? Money? Sounds good!&lt;br /&gt;
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Hank gets up out of the pool and you both take a seat on two of the recliner pool chairs that are near by, a couple more chairs are lined out side by side behind him. Just as you two are about to get started talking about everything, Rachel comes strutting out no longer wearing her dress. Instead she has on a red one piece swimsuit with huge holes on the sides if it, meaning the suit only had material connecting the top to the bottom at her front and back of her suit. God she looked amazing. Rachel walks over to the chair behind her husband and starts to apply some lotion to her skin that isn't covered by the suit while you two continued to talk.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just as she is finishing up with the lotion you finish up talking with Hank and he shakes your hand goodbye before returning to the pool. Rachel looks a little ticked off all of a sudden as she takes your hand and starts to lead you back into the house so she can see you out. &amp;quot;Don't worry about it babe, I'LL walk him out since you're busy.&amp;quot;, she called out to him as we were leaving, to which he just waved goodbye without turning around. &amp;quot;I swear he loves that pool more than he love me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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The moment just got really awkward for you after witnessing some sort of passive aggressive marriage spat. But by the time you reach the front door she seems to have calmed down from any frustration she just had as she turns to you with a smile and gives you hug. A simple hug is all you get this time but you're fine with that as you notice the smell of some sort of tropical coconut on her from the lotion.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Make sure to come by as much as possible once Hank leaves, the pool needs constant maintenance&amp;quot;, she says with a coy smile, and with a wave goodbye you head back out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Allan residence?|Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Sato residence?|Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Garcia residence?|Head over to the Garcia residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head back home?|Head back home?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Garcia_residence%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head over to the Garcia residence?</title>
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				<updated>2014-09-10T19:06:55Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Oh god....I suppose I should also go over to '''HER''' house. You weren't too keen on the idea of paying a visit to the Garcia residence, but you wanted to make sure you had ever…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Oh god....I suppose I should also go over to '''HER''' house. You weren't too keen on the idea of paying a visit to the Garcia residence, but you wanted to make sure you had every opportunity to make some money.&lt;br /&gt;
The problem was that she and her husband never appeared to be in a good mood, always bickering, telling each other they're good for nothing, and that was just during breakfast! It was a wonder that they were still together but maybe it was just some sort of weird charm in their relationship. Kind of like people who like to have rough hate sex.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Knocking on the front door you did your best to relax before the yelling started, which will '''ALWAYS''' end up happening, one way or another. But alas no one seems to be coming to the door....looking over you can see their cars parked in the driveway, are they busy? Taking a deep breath you knock on the door again but this time a bit harder, hopefully they aren't busy in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly you can hear the unmistakable sound of Mrs.Garcia yelling out, &amp;quot;Are you going to answer the fucking door!!?&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;I'm busy! You're closer to the door, why don't you answer it!?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You can hear the sound of heavy footsteps stomping their way towards the other side of the door before she calls out, &amp;quot;Cuz I was in the shower you idiot! Didn't you hear the shower running!?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The shower? Does that mean sh- The door suddenly flew open to reveal a wet and pissed of Mrs.Garcia wearing a small pick bathrobe that barely reach the middle of her thighs. Her thick thighs and wide hips were a sight to behold with how small her waist was, leading up to a pair of fairly average sized tits that were currently wrapped up tightly behind her fuzzy robe. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening her eyes, at which point she asked you while still looking pretty pissed off, &amp;quot;Yes, what do you want Bradley?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Between her wet appearance in the little bathrobe and those piercing eyes that she seems to be glaring at you with, you find it a bit hard to get your words together in this sudden panic.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I uh, well you see, I uh..&amp;quot;, you take a moment to calm down by coughing before continuing on to explain to her how you are out looking for some odd jobs to do around the neighborhood. During your explanation she seems to calm down, her eyes glancing down on occasion to see the bulge in your pants which seems to make her happy. &amp;quot;Well I'm pretty sure you could help me out with the chickens in the back yard, hell, you could even help out with cleaning the house for me. Lets see what my husband has to say.&amp;quot; , she says before bringing you inside the house and leading you over to the living room where her husband is. Your eyes are glued to her ass the entire way over, noticing how there was still water running down her long legs. But you can notice out of your peripheral vision that the house is kind of a mess, not dirty per say, but it is littered here and there with with all sorts of different things that you could really only describe as junk. Mom would freak out if out house was ever like this!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, busy huh? Busy watching the television you lazy asshole!&amp;quot;, Mrs.Garcia said hotly as she leaned over to him and swatted at his shoulder, almost allowing you a view at what you assume would be her bare pussy, but alas she didn't bend over enough and the shadow beneath her robe is just too dark. This attack caused a brief war between the two of them as they switched over to speaking Spanish and began to argue, not knowing Spanish you actually did feel a bit at ease about the whole thing. Although you are pretty sure you picked up on Mr.Garcia calling her a bitch a few times.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the argument began to wane, Mrs.Garcia started to make her way back towards the shower located in their room, only stopping a few time to turn and argue back with him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once she was out of sight Mr.Garcia took a moment to calm down, not unlike how his wife did when she opened the door. &amp;quot;I'm sorry about all that Bradley, that damn woman has the devil's fire in her!&amp;quot; , he shouted the last part in hopes of getting the last word in but you couldn't hear any retaliation coming from Mrs.Garcia. With all that out of the way you began to chat with Mr.Garcia, making sure to mention what his wife said about the chickens and cleaning up around the house. He seemed pretty pleased with the idea of this and admits that he couldn't really think of anything that needs doing, and so he walked you out the front door, leaving the door open and telling you how you could by tomorrow and talk with his wife about it further since now wasn't a good time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before you could say goodbye, Mrs.Garcia came walking out of their room wearing a matching set a white lace bra and panties. Your eyes almost popped out at the sight, which Mr.Garcia caught, looking back to see his wife dressed as she was. This instantly sparked another conflict as Mr.Garcia slammed the door shut in front of you, but not before you noticed his wife not bothering to cover herself up even after she had been seen by you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Staring at the door wide eyed for a moment at the sudden burst of emotion, you had to take a moment relax before heading back out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head back home?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Get_dressed_and_go_find_some_ladies_to_help%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Get dressed and go find some ladies to help?</title>
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				<updated>2014-09-10T19:06:39Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You find yourself back in your room after eating a small breakfast. Taking a quick glance around you are proud to take in the site of your spotless room, nothing on the floor, everything where it belongs, and even vacuumed not long ago. Perfection. You wouldn't consider yourself to be a neat freak or hypochondriac, but something about keeping your room clean puts you at ease.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bedroom isn't anything special. A single bed, computer/desk combo, dresser, TV, but you do have a very small walk in closet....so maybe it's a bit special. You quickly get dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a white shirt. No need to wear a suit or collar shirt when asking your neighbors about any small time work to do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just as you were finishing up with getting dressed and making sure you looked presentable, it hit you...... It's a Thursday......won't everyone be at work?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Although...I suppose not everyone has a job, or one that they have to leave home to do. To think I wouldn't know who has what job...although I suppose that isn't a common thing to remember.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm sure I can find at least some of my neighbors home and get some info on if they or anyone nearby has work to be done. But you are finding it hard to even focus on something like that right now as you're still in a bit of haze over all the things you found in your parent's room. Is your mom trying to make some sort of change to how she acts? Could I ever get a chance to see her more provocative side? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Could I ever get a chance to....fuck her?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Katlego residence?|Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Allan residence?|Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Sato residence?|Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Garcia residence?|Head over to the Garcia residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Sato_residence%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head over to the Sato residence?</title>
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				<updated>2014-09-10T19:05:46Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Making your way over to the home of the Sato family, you have high hopes that Mrs.Sato will be home, even if the reason behind it is a bit stereotypical. The whole men are the on…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Making your way over to the home of the Sato family, you have high hopes that Mrs.Sato will be home, even if the reason behind it is a bit stereotypical. The whole men are the ones in charge and women stay at home sort of old style thinking that was much more prevalent in the earlier Japanese times (hell, pretty much everywhere it was like that huh?). Knocking on the front door, you kind of hope to be proven wrong, but considering you can hear what you assume is a TV making noise inside, it seems unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sure enough the door opens up after you can hear someone fiddling around behind the door, probably checking the peephole to see who I was or something.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh my gosh, Bradley, you've grown so much!&amp;quot; is the first thing you hear as the door opens up to show Mrs.Sato standing there in an all business looking white blouse and formal black pants, she looks to be dressed to work in an office building. But shes at home? Peering past the clothes and closer at her body she seems to have a typical build for a Japanese woman, a thin, petite body with small supple looking breasts and fairly slim hips. Holy crap.....am I a racist for thinking these things? No get it out of your head Bradley, you're a good person!.....Besides the whole, already fantasizing her on her back thing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Smiling you say, &amp;quot;Ya, it's been sometime since I've visited huh? Almost wasn't expecting anyone to be home right now, what with it being a Thursday and all.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On hearing this and watching your eyes look over what she is wearing, she graceful replies, &amp;quot;and normally you wouldn't find anyone home, but my husband very recently broke his leg so I'm working from the home office to do what work I can to still make money while looking after him. They say that even when you work at home it's best to dress like you don't to put your mind in the right place.&amp;quot; She smiles sweetly at saying this, showing how hard working she is. Hooray! No stereotypes here!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;oh but listen to be ramble on, please come in, come in&amp;quot; she says in a bit of an embarrassed haste at having left a neighbor and friend standing outside her door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Sato moves to the side while opening the door further to give you plenty of room to come inside, and so you do. Stop it Bradley, stop thinking such thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The inside of their house is quite the sight to behold and looks so much different from anything you could remember about it. Very modernistic but with a touch of Japanese design, and it looks like everything is fairly clean...though you'd say that your mom is still way more uptight with keeping things clean.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With the door closed behind you, Mrs.Sato leads you over to the kitchen and dining area that over looks the living room. You can see Mr.Sato sitting on a recliner with a leg cast going up to his hip, yeah that could definitely hinder someones movement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Walking out to the living room with Mrs.Sato, you say &amp;quot;Hi&amp;quot; to her husband and talk briefly with Mr.Sato about his leg and complimenting him on his home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Thank you, hard work and a raise, I had plenty of money to renovate the house. But all that hard work can come at a price&amp;quot; He says with a chuckle as he knocks on his cast.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You tell them about how you're looking for work to do and Mrs.Sato abruptly cuts you off mid sentence by saying, &amp;quot;ah ah ah, business talk is for the office room.&amp;quot; Mr.Sato just smiles and shrugs his shoulders a bit in a sort of, well you heard her, gesture. And so you are led over towards a room near what appears to be their room from what you can quickly glance at. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Their home office is very neat and organized with a large desk at the middle of it with a computer set up. Reminds you of what a CEO's office would look like in a movie, just smaller. Maybe the raises he got was for a manager type position. Mrs.Sato walks over and leans back against the desk ever so slightly but in a way that seems rather carefree....or seductive? You close the door at her request that actually sounds a bit more like a command.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;So, you said you were looking for work? What kind of work exactly?&amp;quot; she asks curiously and so you fill her in on your plan for the summer and what sort work you could do. At the mention of yard work she seems to perk up a bit like a lightning bolt of an idea had struck her. &amp;quot;You would do yard work huh? Would gardening be on the list of things you could do?&amp;quot; she asks a bit excitedly, and at you OK of approval she turns around to fetch some paper work on the desk, causing her to bend over slightly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You immediately notice that she seems to have quite a nice ass, as the fabric of her pants is pushed out by her ass against its normally sleek and straight design. But your view is short lived as she turns back around and briefly overlooks some papers which you assume is a bank balance statement or something once she mentions they have plenty of room in the budget to pay you for some work.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mrs.Sato then leads you out past the living room into the backyard where, holy shit, do they have a garden. Taking a look around it's clear that a lot of work has gone into growing all these plants but you do notice that there are a ton of weeds growing all around and through out the garden. Someone hasn't been back here in some time to manage it. At which point she chimes in, &amp;quot;I was already not tending to my garden as I should. And since my husband's accident happened and I haven't had any time and he can't help out at all, not that he did much before.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That last statement seemed to be laced with a bit of...resentment? Although that's probably too harsh of a word. Luckily though her husband can't hear you guys in the house even if he's on the other side of the wall, watching TV. She goes on to inform that all you would need to do is clean out the weeds and make sure that her plants stay hydrated. As you guys head back inside your arm accidentally brushes against her breasts, you definitely felt them but she doesn't seem to bat an eye as you guys head back to the office and iron out when you could come over and for what pay per day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With all the details ironed out and you have all the info you need, you say goodbye to Mr.Sato and head to the front door with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I hope to see you back here soon, I could really use someone like you to tend to my garden.&amp;quot; she says a bit cryptically, but with a wave goodbye you head back out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Garcia residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head back home?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Get_dressed_and_go_find_some_ladies_to_help%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Get dressed and go find some ladies to help?</title>
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				<updated>2014-09-10T19:05:36Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You find yourself back in your room after eating a small breakfast. Taking a quick glance around you are proud to take in the site of your spotless room, nothing on the floor, everything where it belongs, and even vacuumed not long ago. Perfection. You wouldn't consider yourself to be a neat freak or hypochondriac, but something about keeping your room clean puts you at ease.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bedroom isn't anything special. A single bed, computer/desk combo, dresser, TV, but you do have a very small walk in closet....so maybe it's a bit special. You quickly get dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a white shirt. No need to wear a suit or collar shirt when asking your neighbors about any small time work to do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just as you were finishing up with getting dressed and making sure you looked presentable, it hit you...... It's a Thursday......won't everyone be at work?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Although...I suppose not everyone has a job, or one that they have to leave home to do. To think I wouldn't know who has what job...although I suppose that isn't a common thing to remember.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm sure I can find at least some of my neighbors home and get some info on if they or anyone nearby has work to be done. But you are finding it hard to even focus on something like that right now as you're still in a bit of haze over all the things you found in your parent's room. Is your mom trying to make some sort of change to how she acts? Could I ever get a chance to see her more provocative side? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Could I ever get a chance to....fuck her?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Katlego residence?|Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Allan residence?|Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Sato residence?|Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Garcia residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Head_over_to_the_Allan_residence%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Head over to the Allan residence?</title>
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				<updated>2014-09-10T19:04:18Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;Created page with 'It's been quite a few years since you've been over to visit the Allan residence, they were always good people but you remember them being slightly....err...chubby? Yea that's a g…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;It's been quite a few years since you've been over to visit the Allan residence, they were always good people but you remember them being slightly....err...chubby? Yea that's a good word for it, just a bit of extra weight. But out of all the families you knew in your neighborhood they definitely seemed to be one of the most tame, though looks can be deceiving. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wait around for a moment after knocking on the door to have it opened up by Mr.Allan, who honestly looks about the same as you remember him, as far as his weight is concerned. &amp;quot;Oh? Hey Brad, what brings you to this part of the neighborhood?&amp;quot;, he asks you in a bit of a surprised tone after not seeing you in so long. Wasting no time you quickly get down to the brass tacks of why you're there, which seems to perplex him a bit as he appears to be thinking of something you could do to help out around the house. He then asks you a question that really made you nervous for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hey, you're in good shape right?&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;Uh, yea I suppose I am...I was on the swim team in high school&amp;quot; - &amp;quot;That's great! I think I got an idea for what you could do. C'mon lets go find the Mrs.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With that, Mr.Allan led you inside his home and.....down to...his...basement? Oh god this isn't good...is it to late to run away? Your irrational growing fears are quickly dispersed when you hear the soft hum of someone walking on a treadmill. Your eyes fall upon Mrs.Allan, dressed in a black sports bra, black spanx shorts, and white tennis shoes. And holy crap was she in good shape compared to her husband, the woman you remember was completely gone and what was left was this athlete of a MILF. Small breasts, flat stomach, firm looking ass and legs that could walk for miles. Glancing back at Mr.Allan, he now looked much worse in your eyes when in comparison to his wife. It's too bad they couldn't get in shape together...guess for one reason or another her simply didn't or couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Babe! I think I found a solution to our problem!&amp;quot;, Mr.Allan called out a little loudly as we walked over towards her. Mrs.Allan glanced over to see us before turning the treadmill off and stepping down onto the ground. Now that you are closer you can see that she is covered in sweat and her legs are visibly trembling, shit, she must have been walking for quite some time. &amp;quot;Hi Bradley, its been a while&amp;quot;, she said with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ya, and I can see you've been doing good, you're in great shape!&amp;quot;, I told her honestly which caused her to blush a bit, probably not used to being complimented by a young guy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Isn't she? Though she doesn't seem to be able to get any stronger, and that's why I think you could help us by being a sort of personal trainer for us.&amp;quot;, Mr.Allan said as you looked to his wife for confirmation. A simple agreeing nod of her head was all she gave about her lack of muscle growth. &amp;quot;You see, I've been trying to better myself like her but I just lack the motivation. We have been discussing a personal trainer for me but between the cost and the need to go down to the gym, I wasn't sold on the idea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The three of you chat for a moment about all the little details about the plan and what they have been doing or trying to do to get in shape. Eventually Mrs.Allan spoke up in a bit of questioning protest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Are we sure this is a good choice? I mean, he's so young and doesn't really have any experience in the matter.&amp;quot; she said softly, simply expressing her concerns. Which is fine to you, no harm no foul. Though her husband quickly defends you and tells her what you told him about being on the swim team for four years. This seems to spark her curiosity and partially lay to rest her fear, when she asks to see. You think you know what she means so you casually pull your shirt up to show off your thin and slightly muscled body to the both of them. Mrs.Allan's eyes seem to light up at the sight of your body as her husband starts to talk again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;See honey? I told you he is a good choice for us, and he is going to be way cheaper than some 'official' trainer.&amp;quot;, Mrs.Allan still seemed to be a bit nervous about the whole thing even after the positive reaction she had to your body. But she eventually backs down from her concerns and agrees to the plan. At which point the three of you begin to discuss how a possible schedule could work and they ask you about anything they should start doing now. To which you tell Mrs.Allan that she needs to start to consume more protein and you explain to her how it is great for building muscle. You tell Mr.Allan that he should start doing workouts that focus on cardio, and you make a suggestion that he could hop on a very light dietary supplement. Just as Mrs.Allan was worried about, you don't know too much about giving advice for them but these seemed like some good starting points for them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once everything was settled and you gave a bit more advice and tips on how to get started, the three you head back upstairs and towards the front door. Mr.Allan led, followed by his wife, and then followed by you. This gave you a great chance to check out Mrs.Allan's ass as she went up the stairs, you stayed close enough to her to smell a bit of her sweat mixed perfume aroma. You notice her plain white panties to be somewhat visible through the spanx material. Beautiful. On the way to the front door you take a final look around at their home, it was nice, not perfectly clean nor dirty. It seemed like a very....average home from what little you could see of it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say goodbye to the optimistic couple and start to head out after Mrs.Allan gives you a final message.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Hope to see you soon, don't work us too hard!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Garcia residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head back home?]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/create_Your_own_story/MKOT_Get_dressed_and_go_find_some_ladies_to_help%3F</id>
		<title>MKOT Get dressed and go find some ladies to help?</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kazakom:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You find yourself back in your room after eating a small breakfast. Taking a quick glance around you are proud to take in the site of your spotless room, nothing on the floor, everything where it belongs, and even vacuumed not long ago. Perfection. You wouldn't consider yourself to be a neat freak or hypochondriac, but something about keeping your room clean puts you at ease.&lt;br /&gt;
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The bedroom isn't anything special. A single bed, computer/desk combo, dresser, TV, but you do have a very small walk in closet....so maybe it's a bit special. You quickly get dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a white shirt. No need to wear a suit or collar shirt when asking your neighbors about any small time work to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just as you were finishing up with getting dressed and making sure you looked presentable, it hit you...... It's a Thursday......won't everyone be at work?&lt;br /&gt;
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Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;
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Although...I suppose not everyone has a job, or one that they have to leave home to do. To think I wouldn't know who has what job...although I suppose that isn't a common thing to remember.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm sure I can find at least some of my neighbors home and get some info on if they or anyone nearby has work to be done. But you are finding it hard to even focus on something like that right now as you're still in a bit of haze over all the things you found in your parent's room. Is your mom trying to make some sort of change to how she acts? Could I ever get a chance to see her more provocative side? &lt;br /&gt;
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Could I ever get a chance to....fuck her?&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Katlego residence?|Head over to the Katlego residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[MKOT_Head over to the Allan residence?|Head over to the Allan residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Sato residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Head over to the Garcia residence?]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:My kind of Neighborhood]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Kazakom</name></author>	</entry>

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