It was a hot July night. I was lying in bed in short shorts and a tank top with the ceiling fan on. I was flipping through channels, trying to find something to watch as I texted my best friend, trying to see what was going on tonight. No one was doing anything; everyone complained about the heat and said it was too hot to do anything. To me, it was nice out...
The candles were lit, the computer in the upstairs bedroom was loaded with the special directions program, the 3 cool mist humidifiers were full and in position, dinner was warming in the oven, a Strangers in the Night record sat on the turntable, fresh batteries has been placed in the vibrator, the gate at the side of the house was slightly ajar, and as the...
"Professor Hardman Institute of applied human genetics Head of department" .. it said on a brass door plate. I knocked gently on the door... nothing happened. I knocked harder ... still no reply. What should I do? Wait? It could be that the professor was just in the bathroom... Carefully I opened the door. The professor was there! Behind his desk, but...
Part One: The Quandary Qualified Detective Scott Lansing filled his first cup of coffee of the day and sat in the creaky chair behind his desk. He sipped the hot bitter brew eying the stack of reports all in that special red folder. A detective for the past 11 of his 28 years on the force, he has worked just about all the cases a large metropolitan police...
My name is Joe. I'm going to tell you a story. No, not about me, I'm just your "average Joe". But I have a friend who is really something else! His name is Leonard. His friends all call him Leo. Leo & I worked in the oil fields in south Texas. I'm a roustabout while he is a high rigger. I don't have any special talents, but Leo is an artist. Not a painter...
...She started to arch her back, and grabbed at the sheets with her free hand. Her knees came up and she was really working that vibrator on herself. I was pumping for all I was worth, and hit my climax just seconds before she hit hers. I wanted to call out to her... to tell her how I was watching her, joining her, how close we came to cumming together... S...
Those lyrics played back in her head driving up to the trail head.. "Yeah I'm chilling on a dirt road, Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones, Smoke rollin' out the window, An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on the good times I'm turning off the real life, driving, that's right I'm hittin' easy...
The Moon Affects The Body and The Soul Jamie was lying on her bed, feeling too hot too sleep. Her sheets were drenched in sweat. She got out of bed and looked out the window. It was the quarter moon tonight and she ran her hands down her body. Her perky breasts were topped with hard pink nipples, her skin golden hued. Her hands slide down her flat stomach t...
My name is Richard Peter Johnson. Yeah, I know already. Three 'dick' names. It's kind of appropriate though. I should start at the beginning. It makes the whole thing easier to understand. In the early 90's my mother came to Hollywood from Wyoming to make her fortune working in the movie business. She was really pretty but couldn't act very well. Soon she...
(This is not fiction or fantasy. It is a true accounting of what happened to me last Valentines Day. Even if you think it is fiction, I think you will enjoy it. I would enjoy it if it were about someone else and not me!) I can't help but think of Valentine's Day last year, a day that forever changed my life. In the weeks leading up to that day my wife Ama...