Kate was staring up at the numerous lights hanging there inside the Home Depot, but she had no idea which one she wanted, nor where to begin finding a particular model on the shelves. She could hear some of the store employees talking behind her as she walked backwards down aisle seven. She figured she might as well ask. She had to get home and get dinner st...
"What the hell is he talking about?" Shelly leaned over to me asking what our Feminist Theory professor was talking about, again, for the third time this class period. We had only been there for a half hour. Mr. Watkins walked into the class talking and had barely stopped for a breath. "I'm not too sure. Something about sexism as it relates to racism" Shell...
"Men are such fucking assholes!" Nina sat quietly and watched as her best friend paced the small apartment. "I offered him everything. And he dumped me." "Well, Mary, you can't be sure about that." Nina said, trying to sound diplomatic. Truth was, she hated this guy she never even met. Although she denied it, Nina could tell that Mary was upset. And she...
The sight of Pauline lying prostrate on the couch was not very unusual. On these Friday or Saturday evenings, the three apartment mates would go off on their individual adventures, but inevitably would converge to this single scene. A sigh of tired resignation escaped the thin redhead, Hannah. Beside her, the more robust blonde slipped off her purse and appr...
It came to pass that when I was 18 years old, I was busted for possession of drugs and sent away to the local juvenile facilities for a term of 3-8 months, depending on good behavior. There would be periodical court appearances to determine whether or not I was completing their supervised Drug Rehab meetings. In Juvy, as we called it then, there were 10 cel...
"Sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love" ― Gabriel García Márquez I hope you enjoyed my previous story Italian Beauty now my new encounter is with a woman that caught my eye with her bright hot pink bikini, this girl has a thing for pink so I will call her Pinky. It has been a few days since my encounter with the Italian Beauty, I have b...
This is just a stand alone short story. No additional chapters will follow. ***** It has been a while since I updated my blogs and I have to say that quite a bit has happened since I last had a chance to get everything caught up. The most important event was the three weeks that I spent in Thailand for the Songkran holiday. Of course any trip involving an...
Missus Oh So Rich and Nasty Salty earthy tastes assailed her tongue as Vanessa continued to lap at her heavy set Mistress's wrinkled dimple, while breathing shallowly in the fleshy cleft where her face was confined. She could not hear Crystal's moans of desire or giggles of delight; she couldn't see Lauren taking out her smartphone to get video from the foo...
SEDUCING SHEENA I am Natasha. In 1999, I was a young, 19-year-old spoilt brat, working in a multinational company as a front office receptionist. The only reason I got the job was that the HR guy liked my boobs and I agreed to go out on a date with him. Sheena worked in the accounts department of the company. She was not very beautiful but had a body to di...
V. The morning stretched out hot and dusty and long, so long. So much longer, it seemed, than any other morning in Mary Weaver's life. It seemed as though she had been born, been a child, and grown up just so this morning could drag on and on and on. Myra couldn't find her book; Mina wept over a dampened sketchbook and had to be coaxed to breakfast; Elpset...