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“Wanna hear something really funny?” I asked Mike, looking at him
over my fourth rum and coke.
“What’s that?” he smiled at me, shuffling a deck of cards just to
keep his hands busy while we talked. He’d been teaching me how to play
cribbage and I’d been losing.
“I never knew Evelyn’s last name,” I said. “Isn’t that weird?”…
Read More →Although the need for it had passed nearly a century ago with the death
of his first chief engineer, David still paused at the door to his own
office and knocked. When he was satisfied that there was nobody inside,
he took his seat behind his desk and turned on the terminal, listening
to the familiar *beep*.
“This is a …
Read More →“Good evening, Miss Cornell. My name is Ellie. If you’d like to take all
your clothes off, and lie face down on the couch under the towel, I’ll be
back with you in just a second.”
Ellie is younger than any of the masseuses I’ve had before. Nineteen maybe,
twenty max. Prettier too. Petite, but with a full little body …
I glanced up from my drink and saw her across the bar. She was the one
for tonight. Dark brown hair with a few lighter streaks falling just
past her shoulders. Cute face, just a little round in that baby fat
sort of way. Her eyes suggested a small amount of Asian heritage, but
the bright blue color stood out …
Debs was an absolute oral whore – she was always desperate to use her
mouth, and never, ever refused to blow or rim me, no matter when or where
we were.
She wasn’t always like this; when we first went out together in college,
(I was her first boyfriend – at 16!), she was a little more reserved. Once
we’d …
The blonde stood naked under the spray of water. The steamy hot water
massaged and caressed her skin. The rivulets dripped their way down her
body as she scrubbed a thick lather across her body. She felt sinful this
evening. It was New Years Eve and somehow she knew something good,
something life changing was going to happen tonight. She …
First there were the furtive glances we exchanged while I was on my
daily morning walk. She was out by her car, and then turned around for
a brief second as She walked toward her house. She saw me looking
back, too.
Then there were the timorous waves, the shy smiles. It was two weeks
of this before She was …
I never in a million years thought what happened last weekend
would happen. I traveled with my family to my sister-in-law’s
house to see her new digs. Katie is 26 years old, 5’7″, 125 lbs,
long blond hair, brown eyes with lips that go on for miles. She
looks like a softer Britney Spears.
Anyways, I was unpacking the minivan …
Read More →A Day in Denver
Mom, Dad, Abby and Betty had left to drive to the airport. I had to
put all four of them in trances to make them quit asking why Cathy was
not going home with them. After the trance, they understood Cathy was
going to live with us until further notice and asked no more
questions.
They …
Read More →By now customary, Sammy awoke with his member in Kate’s mouth. He
stretched languidly, feeling her pleasing tongue but unlike the first
time, not yet ready to climax. Daylight streamed in the windows. Fully
clothed in her maid’s uniform, she bent over the side of the bed,
studying him from the corner of her eye.
The pleasure ended as she …
Read More →I was running late. As I walked home besides the park I knew my
boyfriend was going to be furious. I had told him I would be home an
hour ago. How was I suppose to know my boss had other plans for me.
Last minute paperwork.
“It would only take you a minute.” he told me. Yeah right. An …
Read More →“She does love you. Perhaps too much.”
Simon’s voice still carried the same self-confidence that Steven
remembered from the only other time he had heard it. His thumb hovered
over the “End” button, an instant away from silencing him. Instead, he
pulled the car to the side of the road, unable to look away from
Elyse’s name staring back at …
I read a book when I was a kid, it was about a boy in ancient Rome and how he was made a slave and spent the next twenty years being dragged across Europe. I always remember that story because it so closely mirror’s my own existence. I say existence because I don’t believe what I have endured since my …
Read More →I was a cute young, naive college co-ed, and she was handsome.
I’d never felt attracted to a woman before or since, but she put
off a masculine kind of vibe, and I found myself drawn to her.
She smiled at me from the other side of the classroom, and then
turned her attention back to our boring chemistry professor.…
I had the late shift and that meant the stopovers who’d offended Principle Hawkins. I’d drawn this period as I was the newest and youngest of the college’s teachers.
It all meant that at twenty two I was barely four years older than the girls sitting sullenly in the now deserted library.
There was Camilla Cordage, ‘Double C’ to her …
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