Molly Stewart I tell people when asked my name. These days it is rare as I find myself become more of a recluse preferring to stay either at my house at the ocean or the one on Lake Wendell. Thirty-eight and still nice looking, at least I like to watch myself in the mirror. The novel falls from my hand as I drift into a nap. The afternoon is warm and the oce...
Master Cat, understated in black cloak, pink satin Stetson and jodhpurs, paid the cab driver and turned to face the ruin of the Pickled Pig. He rapped on the vault door. Curdy let him in. "So what you got for me?" asked Master Cat. "More fucks for your bucks," said Curdy. They walked through the remains of the pub. Old fruit machine, beaten out of shape b...
I'm one of those people that is afraid of life, afraid of other people. Shy as a kid, painfully shy. No girlfriends until mid-20's, then married my first one. Thirty years later, after endless work on myself, endless therapy, workshops, challenges and successes, children, a divorce, and a passionate love affair that ended with her leaving, I finally felt no...
It wasn't much, just a single room efficiency apartment with a small bath, but it was enough. Until Keri could get back on her feet, it would do. Of course, she'd never really get back on her feet, not her real feet at least, since they were both gone now along with the rest of both legs just below her knees.... ....She didn't remember all that much after...
I stood and excused my way to the end of the row, heading outside and to the back of the tent where my old friend, Brutus waited, sneering. "She don't want to see you." "I want to hear it from her lips, Brutus. I have to talk to her." "I let you talk to her before and look what happened." "Brutus, I haven't talked to her in three years. You know why?" I m...
Lacey awoke me a few hours later, her small hand wrapping around my cock and tugging it into wakefulness. I followed, blinking blearily as pleasure raced through my body. "Wakey, wakey." She whispered, spooned behind me and kissed my ear. I stretched and turned over, kissing her mouth and humming as her hand continued to move. Catching her hand, I pulled bot...
Reading the earlier chapters will get you up to date on what is going on. Strong sexual content. It was Saturday morning and when Pat awoke she found she was alone in bed. She heard loud laughter in the kitchen and remembered that Jack and April were leaving this morning. She managed to get her newly partially paralyzed body into her wheelchair and into the...
It was summer when Fern and Don first met and both well remember the day at the beach in August when they sensed a strong bond and understanding and knew that they were falling in love. The beach, where it all happened, wasn't just any beach. Mostly for the events that occurred that day, the two refer to that beach as "Their Beach." Their Beach was an in...
Hot, parched, in need of at least a beer, I crutched into the darkened bar and though the blue haze of cigarettes and reek of days old beer. I was surprised that it would be so busy at nearly three in the afternoon. Maybe everyone else was thirsty I thought. The stool scraped across the floor in a loud symphony of un-tuned instruments. I rested my hips on it...
(Michael's sexual encounters with La Torse de Vénus, a rich QUAD Amputee lady...) La Torse de Vénus 1 Michael was disturbed at his breakfast by the sound of his doorbell. Rising from the table he crossed the room and opened the door to his flat. A liveried courier stood in the corridor holding a plain white envelope which he handed to Michael saying "I am...