After college I had to do four years in the Army to pay back my ROTC
scholarship. I was commissioned a second lieutenant and assigned as a
platoon leader in an infantry company. I had married Michelle while in
college and I managed to get a small married-officer quarters on the base
where I was stationed. Things were pretty tough …
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Considering what the Federals had done to her and hers, Bertha
Evans felt that she had kept her feelings about them remarkably
impersonal. Although they had invaded her country, crippled her
brother, killed her fiance, stolen most of her family’s property
with that horrid “Emancipation Proclamation,” and were occupying
Twin Oaks at that very minute, she could express her opinions …
I knew that there was no way that Kristina’s parents would allow her
to go to the block party with me, and I wouldn’t ask her to sneak
around against her father’s wishes, so I decided to give Becky
Steinman a call. After all, why should I be the only kid there
without a girl to hang out with?
“Hi, …
Read More →“So,” her voice was a horse whisper. “Do you want to come back to my
place and have sex with me?” she looked across at me.
I looked up shocked. Then I recovered my composure. “Why?” I asked,
putting an edge in my voice.
She smiled, almost giggled, “What do you mean?”
“I mean, what’s the point, Alexandra?” I looked …
She was breathless. I could smell the intermingled perfumes of Justine
and the girl, underlined with a deeper musk.
Justine leant forward and pressed her lips briefly to mine.
Then turned her head towards the girl.
The girl opened her eyes and they smiled at each other; so close their
noses were almost touching.
“Oh, my,” the girl was breathless. …
A dozen candles gave a warm, soft light to her
bedroom. A gentle breeze blew in through the open
window, billowing the sheer curtains and making the
flames flicker. Naked, she stood in front of the
window and drew the curtains open wide. She leaned
against the windowsill, relishing the feel of the cool
night air caressing her naked flesh. …
They Invade
I think it was the summer I was fourteen . . . or was it fifteen . . . but
that’s not really important. What is important was that was the summer my
Uncle and Aunt got their divorce. Things back then were different than
they are now; there were no mandatory year long separations before a
divorce …
It was a warm autumn evening in New Orleans, and the air was thick with the scent of jambalaya and the distant sound of jazz. I was sitting at the bar in The Spotted Cat, nursing a Sazerac, when she walked in. Her name was Isabella, a sultry brunette with olive skin, fiery eyes, and curves that could make a …
Read More → The summer was ending and Ken hadn’t been to a _DiSH_ social event since
the Memorial Day Picnic a few months ago. That day was one of the most
memorable events in his recent life. He had joined one of Amy’s risqué games
and had ended up with Jenna, the group’s sexpot (every college class, company
department, and social group …
[The set-up: Ben and his friends have rented a beach house on Long
Island for a week. His sister Jessica, whom he had told “should stop
by” surprises him by actually showing up from her home in Philadelphia.
This scene takes place after the first night’s party.]
Ben woke up. There was someone else in bed with him. Someone female,…
Read More →“Oy um a fock’n butch!”
Kristen looked at Patty and me, wide eyed. “So that’s
what I looked like!”
We were in Kristen’s “play room” over the garage. Patty
was mostly naked, and was holding my penis in my mouth while
trying to say “I’m a fucking bitch.”
For some reason, Patty kept on fantasizing on my
humiliation of Kristen, …
I was out for a hot Saturday afternoon run in July when I saw her. She was walking a dog in the field adjacent to where the jogging trail passed by the playground. She wore white shorts and a sleeveless red top. She was still a fox and her body was still fine, just like it was back when we …
Read More →I was on my period, the first day when I saw Roxanne. She was older
than my 20 years, old enough to be my mother perhaps? But truthfully
that doesn’t really matter. I find older women much more attractive
than girls my own age and Roxanne was certainly no exception.
We were in the locker room of a small health …
Read More →John Bell coughed and glanced nervously at the banker and railroad man, who
were both blowing big billowing clouds of cigar smoke as they sat in the
hallway outside the master bedroom, waiting their turn with Rachel. Harris had
been in there a long time. John hadn’t even bothered to glance at his pocket
watch. Ever since that moment of …
The IQ thing is no boast, really. I have a few dozen patents under either
my name or those of cooperatives that I head. They are certainly lucrative,
but most are for industrial processes that wouldn’t interest you. You likely
haven’t heard of me. I spend the necessary small effort to stay out of
spotlights.
I have an adequte sense …