Later on, Linda told me the additional things she had decided. "I'm going to get my hair cut short." "Did Brad ask you to do that?" "Yes. I know you like my hair long, and it will grow back. But right now, I'm cutting it to just to please him." "We'll also have to go to the mall tomorrow to expand your wardrobe of fem attire so that you can be dressed app...
The idea of typing out your every move during a sexual encounter might sound tedious and boring to some, but the age of technology has created an intense and intriguing opportunity for many -- cybersex. I would argue that there is a difference between cybersex and roleplaying. The former is simply two individuals typing out how they would engage in sexual i...
Vicky searched her parents' home for several minutes, looking for Joe. She began to fear he had run off, but finally she found him in her old bedroom, looking at her childhood doll collections and various school awards. "Hey," she said softly when entering. "I was beginning to worry you ran out on me; not that I'd blame you." "No," he replied with a sad sm...
This card is for you my love, It is to say thank you for the weekend, and for taking those moments of peace together, apart from our busy schedules. When I saw this card I though immediately of you, as it portrays almost exactly my mood yesterday afternoon, once you were gone. It seemed to leap out at me from the shelves – as the right card for the occasio...
I never seen this coming. I mean, I had the simple kind of life, one without hang-ups or complications. I was miserable at my factory job, working the tedious day shift day in and day out, and then I hear about the bad news. I'm losing my job and have two kids and a wife with no way of knowing what was in store regarding my future. Yeah, I know, many have th...
Seven days of teaching had had a profound effect on all ten of the girls in Talla's group. They had been taught and then tested on hundreds of rules. The threat of physical punishment was more than enough to make them pay attention, although over the last week the the method of meting out that punishment had evolved. Punishment itself was rarer as the Virgin...
Sherlock Holmes filled his pipe languidly from the pouch at his side. "What is it this time," I asked somewhat irritably. "Morphine or cocaine?" "It is neither, Watson. It is a rather pleasant Acapulco Golden Shag, a gift from a grateful client, whom you may recall: Mr. Ignatius Mossleby." "Ah, yes," I responded enthusiastically. "The Curious Affair of the...
Copyright ©Richard Gerald 2018 What follows is the first part of my submission on the July Fourth nautical themed set of stories. The second part is written, but badly in need of a rewrite and a good edit. I will post it on the Fourth. There are no doubt typo's and misspelling in this first part. Feel free to send me your corrections. As some of you may...
Brad stepped out from the bathroom, drying lightly his hair with the towel in his hand. He was, aside from the towel fluffing back and forth on his head, naked as he walked towards his bedroom. The house was empty that night, with both parents out for date night, a tradition they kept every Friday without fail. Brad also had a younger sister by three years,...
This ends this series, perhaps mercifully. ***** Jack stood with their children in the pew holding his toddler as the congregation sang the morning's hymns. His attention was focused on his wife who was on stage with the praise team that was leading the musically impaired through the songs. Jack had always understood that his spouse remained an attractiv...