1. Jelly Bean and Her Bail Bondsman Chapter 2


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    me shooting to show me how dangerous it is. Dad shot a few pumpkins and they blew up. I’ll never forget that, Danny, he was so serious, he said to me, “Anita, this handgun is very dangerous and you must never touch it or let your friends touch it or this could happen to one of you.” “You are not six years old anymore, Anita. Would you like to learn how to shoot and be safe and proficient with firearms?” “Yes, I’d love you to teach me.” “OK, we will start as soon as the weather clears; for now I’ll teach you the basics of self-defense using your hands and feet, and we will drill until it is second nature to you. Monday I’ll get some mats and show you basic judo throws. We will also purchase gloves in your size for the speed bag. Consider it one of your job perks.” During that snowy winter morning in our fortress, Danny started teaching me some basic kick boxing techniques on the heavy bag, specifically maintaining my balance when kicking. Danny also showed me some basic strikes to the face and throat with the palms and edges of my hands, not leaving out the family jewels and he worked me hard. My hair was plastered to my head with perspiration and my work out clothes drenched, but I felt so alive and stimulated, perhaps over stimulated, and oh so very horny. “You did well for your first time. I’m very proud of you, “Danny complimented, pushing my hair behind my ears and taking my face in his hands so he could kiss my lips, “mm, you taste salty, baby.” “Thank you, so do you, ...
    Grumpy Bear.” “What have I been telling you all these months, Anita?” he asked, still holding my face in his hands so that I would look into his eyes. “That I can do anything I put my mind to. I just need to be disciplined and strong.” “What else?” “You said that I can be feminine and girly as well as being strong and disciplined.” “Yes, and you have exceeded my expectations, girly girl. Being able to defend yourself in a pinch is a good thing to know.” “Yes, sir.” “Anita.” “Yes, Danny.” “I love you, Anita, more than all the stars in the sky…” By mid-afternoon the lake effect snow storm hit us full force. I received a telephone call on my cell from Mom telling me that Dad threw his back out shoveling snow and the pilot light on their furnace was out. To make matters worse there were no service people willing to come out and light it. Mom didn’t know how to light it and Dad was in no shape to attempt it. When I told Danny, he said “Not a problem. I’ll call your folks and tell them we will be there as soon as we can. In the mean time bundle up while I get the backhoe ready for the ride over.” Fortunately the backhoe was quite large as those machines go. There was plenty of room for me in the cab. Those big knobby tires went through the snow drifts like a hot knife through butter. Even so it took us an hour to get there, allowing for a fifteen minute stop at a 24 hour market to stock up on milk, bread, eggs, flour, butter, onions, potatoes… hams, we bought two, and vanilla ice ...