I trudged up the walk, my feet slipping and sliding on the slush. Snow had fallen this morning. I remembered waking to it, so crisp and clean. So beautiful. The whole world seemed hushed by its gentle blanket. Eight hours later, though, and it had transformed into a sodden mess. “The way of all things,”
Right on time, as usual for her appearances, television actress Tara Carlyle arrived at the WVOB “Voice of Boston” radio studio looking as sleek and sexy as she did in any photo shoot despite the early hour. But this time she came into the studio timidly, clutching a bottle of mineral water, trying not to
Look, I wasn’t even getting anything out of it, except for knowing that I was making her happy. You see, I’ve been fooling around with ESP experiments most of my life. Card-guessing, that sort of thing. No, this has nothing to do with any sort of cult. I never studied it formally; I’ve read enough
Leslie had always been drawn to the allure of older women. There was something about their confidence and experience that she found irresistible. When she first saw Friderika at the art gallery opening, she was immediately captivated. Friderika was a striking woman in her late forties, with fiery red hair that cascaded down her back
Married now for about six years, George and Anne Williams were quite happy in their marital life together. George who was now at the age of 47, working successfully as an engineer in the silicon valley, thought back to the day he met his lovely wife at a friend’s party seven years ago. Prior to
I was exhausted, bruised, sore and covered with a flaky combination of dried sweat, saliva and semen. My body bore the marks of the whip, cane, clamps, bonds and vigorous sex. My hair hung lank and there were dark circles under my normally bright green eyes. My ass and sex were sore from use and
My grandma was an alcoholic My grandma from my mothers side became over the years to a very bad woman. I did not know, if I was th only one seeing that. Each school holidays my parents brought me to her because she had a house with a garden out in the country for me
In the sterile halls of St. Michael’s Hospital, the air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and the distant hum of machinery. Dr. Alexander Hartley, a renowned urologist with chiseled features and a commanding presence, was known for his professionalism and dedication to his work. Today, however, his attention was not on the chart
The light of the full moon streams through the windshield, filling the interior of the cab with an eerie, gray-white light. As I lie seductively back in the sleeper, moonlight filtering through gaps in the curtains casts random patterns of light and shadow over my nude form. My lover sits in the driver’s seat, seemingly
I dreamed about you last night. You and I, sometime lovers whose paths now rarely cross, yet you were there in my sleep and I wanted you. In my slumber I hear the phone ring. With an effort I stretch out my hand and pick up the phone. The bedside clock blinks 6.24. It is
I hadn’t been swimming for a long time, but on Monday I went to the pool; it was very hot. The outdoor complex actually has three pools. There’s the wading pool, which goes ankle deep and is for the babies, the mid-size pool, which at deepest goes up to the middle of a man’s torso,
My name is John. For the past year I’ve worked in the office of a small wholesale company. Since the warehouse is right next to the office the warehouse workers are always going back and forth past my desk. This is how I met Dwayne. Dwayne is a tall, broad shouldered black man. He’s been
Mandy Barrington read the call that had popped up on her computer screen, her green eyes flitting back and forth between the road before her and the screen. It was at a check-cashing establishment in the northern part of Lemon Hill, just half a mile from where she was now. According to the text supplied
Friderika sat at the bar, nursing a glass of wine, her eyes scanning the room. She was in her late twenties, with fiery red hair, piercing green eyes, and a body that was a blend of athletic and curvy. Tonight, she was dressed in a low-cut black dress that showed off her ample cleavage and
“So you want to join our little family do you?” said the buxom vixen behind the desk. “y-yes maam.” replied the skunk before her. ‘hmmm,’ the vixen thought. ‘nervous, but she has potential…’ she surveyed the interviewee, admiring her pretty face, long brown slightly curly hair, and hazel eyes behind large glasses. running a skilled