__________ 17 __________ "How far is it from the hi-way?" Andrea now asked as we passed another shack. "He told me over the phone that it was eight miles." I replied. It was quite obvious that we had left suburban America behind us more than twenty five miles ago. The lavish farmland that we had seen an hour ago had now turned into clapboard squatter's s...
Jasmine wisps of smoke filled the room, as requested. The scent was always reserved for special occasions, so as not to make the perfume mundane in her own private moments. However, the conical incense burned at each corner of the room. Andrea inspected every bit of the room to ensure it met the core of her fantasy -- she had paid good money for this, and sh...
[Part 3] The Universe Is a Trickster Edited by A_Little_Show's spouse Please start with Parts 1 and 2. Summary so far: Andrea is a witch. She casts her spells by wiggly her clitoris instead of her nose. She's an unrepentant exhibitionist with a particular kink for masturbating in front of crowds. ---------- ~ ---------- "I don't think your spells work...
The story involves Jerry Howard, a recently retired 62 year old widower with a lot of time on his hands. Jerry got recruited to keep an eye on his daughter's house while she went on vacation with her kids, mostly because she didn't want her ex-husband anywhere near the house. All it involved was feeding the family cats and - oh by the way the bathroom sink i...
____________ 3 ____________ Lonnie tilted the hood and glistening new paint greeted us. The huge V-8 Caterpillar with one thousand and ninety nine cubic inches of displacement looked just as I had always remembered them to be - a monster. I also noticed that the vintage tractor had been converted to disc brakes, front and rear and that everything had been...
Penny Smith sat on the sofa of the GMTV studios reading the auto cue as she did every morning on the early morning news programme. The trouble was though, she was bored, her life had become mundane and it needed a little excitement. She had recently started to flirt with her viewers by wearing plunging necklines and shorter skirts and the thrill of maybe fl...
Sarah - The Holiday Rep "Welcome to our beautiful island, Mr & Mrs Bertie." Sarah said cheerfully as she greeted her latest guests arriving at the airport. "I am so pleased you choose to spend it with us. I have a taxi waiting for you and Jose here will take you directly to your Villa." She handed Mrs Bertie a white envelope containing information, pi...
A harsh wind blew down out of the Sierra Madre's, carrying with it tiny bits of rock and dust that stung exposed skin and wore away rocks. The sun beat down relentlessly on the valley floor, raising the temperature to the point that nothing moved in the heat of the day unless it was a dire emergency. A gray wolf lay in her den under the natural overhand cre...
Our Sexual Saga -- Chapter 3 The Monday after our theater trip, the local elementary school called my wife to ask if we'd be willing to volunteer at their Spring fundraiser event this coming Friday. We had always been active in the school while our kids were growing up, and so we were known by most of the teachers and administrators as big supporters of our...
Every day I take the red line subway in-town from Porter Square in Cambridge. Every day I see about the same people from the train get on the Red Line and every evening I usually see a number of the same people on their way back to Porter Square. I will watch a pretty woman get on the train but as a rule I am reading a book and don't notice who gets on. Tod...