Those of you have read some of my previous articles will know my history and my close relationship with my very best friend forever, L We have known each other a long time and like most girls who are close, have experimented sexually to find limits of what we enjoy. I am sure boys are the same way; however, society tends to accept closeness between women, wh...
My name is Alice and I am sat in a small bar in Corralejo on the island of Fuerteventura. I am thirty-nine years old and going through a mid life crisis. My partner of five years left me about nine months ago for a younger woman then I was made redundant from my job in the financial sector in London. My parents own a holiday home so I decided to escape the c...
Hello, my name is Sam Mason. For reasons I will not yet divulge, I have been asked to conduct, and record, an interview with a woman by the name of Karen Smith. The focus of this interview will principally concern Ms Smith's acquaintanceship with a Miss Sarah Dunlop. It is worth noting at this time, that I have not met with, nor had any communication with,...
Anne couldn't hide her nervousness when she shown into the window-less room by the older woman. She had no real idea what to expect. It contained a massage table, as she imagined, and a shower recess in one corner, but the other was occupied by a large spa tub. The lighting was low yet bright enough to pick out the pink tones in the piles of fluffy towels on...
I let my backpack slide off onto the floor, and I sat down in my chair with a heavy thud. It was late afternoon, and by my last class of the day I was always exhausted. The tension in my shoulders made my upper back feel like it was a spring wound tight with no way of release, leaving me feeling weary and on edge. I glanced up at the clock at the clock on th...
Scotland: 1558. The clouds and frequent chilly rain of winter not withstanding, Lise began to resume her tramps out of doors. Though not as indifferent to her security as she had once been, her need for air and exertion reasserted themselves. Against any expectation she would have had if consulted, Lise had found heeling and renewal at Whithorn. Though not...
There's something about that moment when you catch my eye across the club. We'd planned it this way because the anticipation of meeting is usually better than the actual event. Some silly "he loved me... now he doesn't" song is playing when you walk in. As you get closer, the smile on your face spreads. When you're close enough to touch, I smile, "Damn, yo...
Cindy and Julie sat in the living room listening to the woodland noises outside and sipping wine. Cindy had relaxed a great deal and felt ready for a fun and playful weekend. They discussed where they might go and what the would do, Julie was wanting to go shopping while Cindy was voting for staying at the cabin to work on her tan down by the lake. The lar...
This is a continuation to Changes Chapter 1. To appreciate this story I suggest you read the first part. Thank you for your feedback and comments on my first submission. It did encourage me to continue. As always, I'm open to criticism. This is a slow building story. I'd ideally like to submit it in one part. But that will take me forever. So I'm aiming...
Time: 60 BC Place: Rhodes Cast: Titus Fabius Marius -- Roman patrician, 19 Fabia Maria Tertia, aka Mettia -- Titus's sister, his twin Gaius Claudius Decimus -- teacher of rhetoric and logic Marcia Aurelia -- Gaius' much younger wife, 23 Julia Callista -- sister to the legate, Lucius Julius Aemilius, 18 Decius Aurelius Carbo -- Mettia's prospective hu...