I saw her dancin' there by the record machine I knew she must a been about seventeen The beat was goin' strong Playin' my favorite song An' I could tell it wouldn't be long Till she was with me, yeah me, singin' I love rock n' roll So put another dime in the jukebox, baby I love rock n' roll So come an' take your time an' dance with me (I love Rock n' Roll...
**Note** This is the first story I have submitted under this name... if you would like to read part one of the story, look under the name "Sas It Up" and you can find other work I have done, and the start of Monica's tale... Feel free to comment and send me any feedback. * * * * * Monica decided it was time for her favorite mailman to come around again an...
I do not claim to be a writer. English was not my best subject, but here is a true encounter I wrote that happen to me. Casie had just moved into her first home and invited her on line friend Jackie down to visit her. The two had been chatting on line for several month's now and the arrangement to meet was now set. Jackie started the long drive that Saturda...
On a recent shopping trip to Montreal I decided to treat myself to a gourmet dinner in the excellent restaurant, located in my hotel. I quickly threw my packages in my room and did a quick primp in the mirror. My jeans were pretty tight, which accentuated my hips and thighs. Those daily aerobic sessions were paying off and although my bust had sagged from a...
"Does it still hurt?" Nina asked. Liz fingered the purple-blue bruise above her cheekbone. She glanced back at Nina in the mirror and tried not to scoff at her new teammate's concern. This massive shiner was all her fault and she didn't even realise. Too wrapped up in the impossible glossiness of Nina's legs, Liz hadn't seen the ball coming. It was a powerf...
She sat in her office. She liked being a TA(teaching assistant). At 22, she had the grades of a hundred freshman in her hands. She sat grading homework. The thought of power made her excited. She thought of failing people, ruining their careers. The thought of power made her randy. The thought of giving As to those she liked, rewarding hard work and loyalty....
I love watching her in the kitchen. The precision with which her hands move as she prepares even the simplest of dishes is nothing short of sensual. She is truly dedicated to food, taste, and art. We have been friends since grade school, so it surprised no one when we got an apartment together during our second year of college. We were compatible - the best...
Her husband had died in a plane crash on his way back home from a diplomatic shuttle a year earlier. Since that incident, Latoya Agnes Johnson mourned only briefly, and then she threw herself so completely into her job as the CEO of a leading Services company in her city. To most people who knew the couple, she appeared to be an extremely brave woman with a...
Once Again--For Megs [This story deals with fetishes as well as discipline and bathroom activities. Those disinclined to read about these matters should not proceed further.] At first, Marion was delighted when her dominant daughter Karen informed her that they would be having brunch at Judith Sloan's new restaurant, Ladies First. Life had been difficult f...
It's been a fantasy for as long as I could remember. Yes, I still loved men...but as I got older and more secure with my own sensuality, I desired a woman's touch. I certainly didn't want to give up men. I didn't even consider myself bi or even bi-curious. I just wanted - for once in my life - to feel another woman. My man had told me many times that one o...