Paul dreamed he was back on leave in Tokyo. It was in one of the Oyasumi, (the bathhouses) now westernized and common as massage parlors in America. But this was a special place-of a bygone era now to be found only in fiction- where a gentleman, or at least a man of some means could […]
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Coming to America
The silver Lear Jet flew high above the giant city, Flashing in the sunlight. Nikki couldn’t believe her eyes. She had never seen a city so large, all she could do was look and wonder. Truly America was the land of opportunity, and this strange city called New York only proved beyond doubt that this […]
A Burning Fever
I kicked at the soaked sheets, trying to disentangle them from my sweaty legs. They were all twisted up, but I managed to pull my feet free and roll over onto my side. I knew that in a very short time I would be shivering so badly that I’d be forced to pull the matted […]
Amy’s Afternoon Fantasy
One afternoon, Amy was working away in her home office at the computer. Or, at least she was at the computer. Instead of working, she was in a chat room, talking with strangers about all sorts of naughty things. She was chatting with a man who described himself as tall, dark and handsome, and the […]
Am I Dating My Sister?
Life can take you to some strange places. What I noticed are parallels. I was 19 years old, met a girl at a party, and we hooked up. Nothing grand, or romantic. She was cute, stacked, a little buzzed, and ready for fun. So was I, and fun was had. Three weeks later I got […]
Night at the Movies
This is something I’ve promised myself for God knows how long now. I’m 19 and I’ve never had sex, or had a serious girlfriend. I’ve never even seen a naked girl except in the magazines I’ve purchased but had to furtively throw in the bin before I reached home in case my rather austere mother […]