DEBRA My first day off at St. Ophelia Retirement Village dawned dark and wet and cold. I could hear that magic sound of rain spattering on my window. Pulling the blankets up I tried to go back to sleep but I'm one of those people who can't help but get up and into the day. I rolled over and jerked off, had a shower, got dressed and went in search of break...
Star Trek Starjumper: What doesn't kill you Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. My e-Mail address at: mean.blackjack(@)yahoo.co.uk If you remove the parenthesis from the @ symbol it'll get through! Please feel free to send me...
"I need to see your Membership ID please." David looked at the huge man standing in front of the door of the one story brick building nestled among the other one story brick buildings that lined the river banks. Most of the buildings were the homes of small manufacturing businesses that were the backbone of the city's economy. It was 11pm on a Friday night a...
The drive was long and tiring, yet relaxing. The day was so hot, and started on such a bad note. Bob just being Bob giving me one of his, 'I'm in a hurry to get to work fucks,' jumping up and running to the shower, to the coffee, to the car, and speeding out of sight. Only this morning it seemed not just disappointing, but aggravatingly thoughtless. I just g...
Author's note : This story is entirely a product of fiction. If something fits a person/s dead or alive it would be coincidental and not intentional; to them I offer my sincere apologies. Period of the story is late 40s when India had recently been independent. Cast system was still rigid in those days. The setting being Indian I have taken the liberty of...
Several female readers have so graciously complimented my submitted stories, but one in particular really got me thinking. She applauded my written works, but added 'the only way they could be better for me is if they had been written from a woman's point of view – that way I could easily picture myself in the story'. My original plan was to submit only stor...
Students Rule I Chapter 5- Sex Ed, Student Style It was another beautiful California day, just 2 or 3 weeks before the end of the school year. It had been 5 days since Ross Moran had assisted Suzie Connors in exacting her revenge on Ms. Virginia Lee, school Vice-Principal. Since that night, Ms. Lee had had no contact from either Ross or Suzie. On the few o...
I'd had a long, hard day at work and couldn't wait to get home and relax. I stopped at the grocery store and got a few things we needed for the weekend. When I drove up to the house I was surprised to see my husband Greg's car in the driveway. He doesn't usually get home on Friday's until after me. I didn't bother waiting for him to come out to help me with...
Diane watched Isis and Ginger link their arms together and head out of the back door. She shook her head as they turned back at her, winked and then giggled behind upraised palms. She'd turned down their offer for a naughty evening, but they had known she would have. Diane had been friends with the two women for three years now, learning the tricks of the tr...
As a self-sufficient professional woman in her early 30s Stella had decided did not need to concern herself with needing to find Mr Right. Her last few relationships had been disasters and followed a similar pattern- lust, great sex, less sex, him becoming less interested to the point he started sleeping with other women. Stella saw the pattern and could not...