Moneybags and Scumbags
...gag by the mouthpiece in the crook of her left index finger. "Now, shall we negotiate how much you will pay me?" The corner of her mouth turned up slightly. There was always a glint of excitement that lit up her face when she talked about the money I was to give to her. "Of course, mistress." I handed her the briefcase I was holding. She took it in her arms, clutching it to her chest with a cheerful grin on her face. She sits down on her massage table as she put in the combination to...
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...Principle. Mrs. Vicky Tanner. She has been out to get me since my freshman year. I turned down her daughter to go out with another girl to the prom. Ever since then she had a personal vendetta against me. She asked me how I always seem to have money. I told her I was pretty smart with the Internet. I was starting a new web site. She would be perfect for. She had the perfect assets for the web site. (44DD - 30 Waist - 44 hips/ass) She saw me looking at her big breast. Next thing I knew...
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All I Wanted Was Her Money I really wanted to go to that concert but I didn’t have enough money for the ticket. My father would not give it to me either, he just kept telling me to get a job. Fuck that, I wasn’t going to work for a living. There had to be better ways to get money. Then it struck me…steal it. I got a hold of my father’s pistol but he kept the bullets in another locked box that I couldn’t get into. I went out one rainy night thinking that it would...
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Introduction: My New Teacher – liked my idea to make extra money after school I had to stay after school. I was beating the erasers on the chalk board in detention. I looked up to see the male teacher was falling asleep. It was close to 4pm. I only had a few more minutes before the last bell to go home. I had just moved in my Grand Mothers basement about a week ago. She was always out playing Bingo or at church. It was a good thing. My parents were no longer in the picture. I was going...
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Jack tried not to break out sweating as he looked again at the matched aces in his hand. Another ace and a pair of deuces in the turn cards gave him the best hand he had ever held. For seven years, he had been losing money at the weekly poker game. Although he never lost more than he could afford to lose, those losses added up. Most of those losses went to his nemesis, Derek. All of the other players had folded one by one. Only Derek remained. The pot had nearly ten thousand dollars in...
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