[Author's note: This is the first chapter in the "My Renaissance" series and sets things up for future chapters.] Chapter 1: Two days (and Brian scores) It was the worst of times, yet it became the best of times. My name is Joe and I want to tell you about the time shortly after my divorce from my wife Lisa in 2006. It was the worst of times because th...
Introduction: This story is based on Bruce Springsteen's classic song "Glory Days," which has to do with memories, immaturity and aging. In the song, the narrator talks about, "boring stories of glory days," in a hardscrabble Rust Belt town. As I've listened to the song over the years, I've started seeing interesting possibilities for a very nice erotic st...
* Who said this series has ended? :-p I'll be aiming for a steady release, alternating with A Monster Life episodes, if life keeps it cool and doesn't screw around. * Miss Tesha found the gang up on the roof on a pleasantly sunny morning during breakfast. 'Good morning!' said Feli. 'Tea?' 'Please.' miss Tesha said and sat down in the extra chair Guy had...
Synopsis: The programming director of the media company owned by "The Most Fascinating Man in the World" decides to raise ratings by selecting the 1000 most glamorous women in the world for him to choose from. Like most reality TV, nothing quite ends up the way it's supposed to. Codes: Romantic, Humor Sex: Virtually No Sex - none that is graphic Originall...
"Love You Forever..." started as an idea for a 3,000 word contribution to the Halloween contest and it turned out to have a life of its own. I have the complete story almost finished, so as I'm dedicating myself to the editing process, I'm releasing the lengthy story in sections manageable both for your reading and for my editing. The next chapter should be...
It was a close friend who clued me in that my wife of twenty-one years was cheating on me. My buddy Bruce called me at work tell me that he has just seen my wife Libby walking hand in hand into a cheap hotel on the outskirts of our tow. He said he took some pictures on his phone. Of course, I didn't believe it at first. I figured there had to be a logical ex...
My first was also my last. Countess Elizabeth, a frequent visitor to the Castle, much admired by all, it seemed. Though her more public assignations were always with the gentlemen of the Royal Court, in private she insisted on being served by a girl. Indeed, very soon she had insisted it was me. "Good evening, Lady Elizabeth," I said, slipping in through th...
Susan's mind was still muddled in the aftermath of the screwing and Jean's words were heard but not absorbed as, following another brief kiss, she literally staggered the few feet to her own door. In any case, she had no opportunity to do anything about the state of her cunt, for as she stepped through the door she was swept up into Jim's arms and borne off...
She was leading me unerringly to my place. How did She know where I lived, I wondered briefly before the effort of walking with such a large plug in sissy hole forced my attention else where. Panting more from nerves than the walk I quickly opened the door to the building to get us in and off the street. Almost immediately my landlady was upon us. I nearly s...
The ocean crackled at the base of the cliff, the highway usually busy but it was quiet today. The spot was secret, it was just bushes by the side of the road and trees, most drove by so fast the small stone icon was invisible. Behind the small group of trees was a large archway about ten feet high and five feet across, beautifully tended to and landscaped da...