Introduction The Taliban have gone -- left Kabul. Some enterprising local, remembering the old times reopens an old cinema and starts running Hollywood and occasionally erotic films. First he puts on Hollywood classics, then some old films of Emmanuelle and softcore eroticism from the seventies and eighties, which have somehow survived the bombardments of t...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. In honor of Nude Day, a divorced man changes his lifestyle in the hope of winning a woman. * I watched her stripping out of her clothes not believing what I was seeing. Not since I saw my wife kissing another man did I feel such shocked surprise and sexual excitement. Even though we were friends and even thou...
The medic, the soldier and the girl had made four stops, that morning, and they were going to get back on the road after the fourth, when they heard the noise. Clogs, voices that shouted orders and other sounds, brought by the wind. And all those sounds came from the road they had left behind. "A convoy. Or a caravan," the man said. "Where?" the woman ask...
Connie felt the little tug at the back of her mind that it might have been weeks, months, or even years since she'd thought about how or what Betty Stapleton from next door was doing. This surprising thought occurred when, as she was about to bid three no trump, her partner, Amy Gaines, pointed toward Betty's back yard beyond Connie's glass family room doors...
I knew we had been drinking for a few hours at that point. Time was more of a suggestion than an actual number in the real world. I knew it had been bright enough outside to see the distant pines swaying in the wind, now, when I looked outside, all I got was the milky blackness of the deep night. It's darkness helped everything that was to happen, it may hav...
"Back in Afghanistan, I was a teacher, here I am stocking shelves at Provigo," Sawsan Ghobar said to herself, and the tall, curvaceous gal shook her head while placing cans of juice on the shelf. Under her Provigo uniform, Sawsan wore a long-sleeved blue sweatshirt and yoga pants. Once upon a time, while adhering to the cultural norms of her native Afghanist...
Steve had been sitting still, eyes closed and relaxing as much as possible as Laura and Gwen worked on removing his bandages. He never realized that Amber O'Leary was in the room until he heard her speak to Gwen. His eyes popped open and he began to rise until Laura placed her hand on his chest and gently pushed him back. He saw Gwen step in front of Amber i...
Thanks again to Kirk2004 for his editing and his patience. Thank you, Kirk! ~*~*~ Kit tells Michael the truth Michael finished releasing Kit from the table and rubbed her wrists. He took a seat on the couch, pulled her to his lap, and hid a smile at her surprise when he did. He took the afghan off the back of the couch and wrapped her in it. "Okay, Kitt...
They walked for an hour without stopping, without talking, one behind the other. The medic was thinking about the sentinel. Was it really necessary? Sure, either him, or them. He had stopped them, and the medic has greeted him and told the story of the "last visit" of the next "aul", but he didn't buy it. And the soldier had prevented him from beating quarte...
Chapter 3: Bivariate Analysis On Monday, she met with the professor again. "How many tries did it take for you to get a good one?" "Two. The first guy came way too soon. It's not bad, but I didn't even get my mouth on him." Her frank, brazen, description surprised her, but didn't seem to surprise him. "The second guy was a little more experienced and I thi...