Southern Depravity - Sex Stories

Southern Depravity

... mobile home hallway to her bedroom in the back. The young couple went into the daughter's room and shut the door behind them.

"Sandy, you ain't right girl! Letting that boy in here to fuck your daughter!" scolded her neighbor.

"Aw, Connie, she could do worse. Besides, Tommy is smart, and Kendra is smart. When they have a baby, it should be smart too!" beamed the beautiful grandmother to be.

"Oh, by the way Sandy," Connie asked, "Have you heard any more about who killed Terrance Dubois last month? The paper has quit printing anything about it."

"Nope, I haven't. And all I can say is good riddance!" answered her friend. It seems that Terrance's Dubois' house burned to the ground the first part of April. The arson squad found five bodies inside, all Negro men. One of the bodies was definitely Dubois', but the others were still listed as "John Does." Each one had a gunshot in the head of the charred remains, so the police figured it was some kind of rival underworld type trying to take over his operation and they burned the house down to cover any evidence. The thing about it is, all of Dubois' records were destroyed in the fire, and any evidence that could surface to implicate Sandra and Kendra as part of his sex business. So as far as they knew, they were out from under his control. But they were going to "lay low" for a while until they were sure. Besides, they were not working pretty good money now, since none went to Dubois anymore. The police suspected the ...

... blond bimbo Mitzi as the perp, since she went back to New York around that time.

"Oh, I almost forgot, girlfriend," Connie spoke up. "Here's a little present I got for you to celebrate your freedom from Terrance Dubois and finally getting out from his damn control," the thoughtful neighbor said as she handed the sack with the tall bottle to her auburn-haired friend. When Sandra pulled the bottle out, it was a bottle of Southern Comfort Premium.

"Oh, thank you, Connie! That's sweet!! I love to drink Southern Comfort. You are such a good friend to my girl and me. You've given me a lot of 'Southern Comfort' along with my other girlfriends over this past year or so, and I appreciate it so much," Sandra said as she was almost brought to tears at her old school mate's kindness.

"It's not much, but at least we will have something nice to drink tonight after the graduation ceremony," replied her good friend as she stood up to leave. "Let me get out of here now before you start blubberin'. I'll see you tonight at the graduation.

"See you there, hon'," Sandy called out at her as she started toward her own trailer.

Sandra glanced up at her clock in her small kitchen that was just off her living room as is usual for such a small mobile home. It was just after 2 o'clock. She warmed up a cup of day-old coffee in the microwave from yesterday's pot.

Just then her cell phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Dee Dee.

"Hi, Barbara! How ya' doin' hon?

"Yes, the graduation is ...