Lynn awoke from her dream and began caressing her thighs and breasts. Their curtains were open, and she gazed at the bright white stars against the blackest sky she'd seen for years. In her dream, a friend of hers from school was here at the hotel, and she'd been lovingly and yet vigorously fellating him in his room. He'd been moaning with pleasure, nearly...
I'm a socially awkward, anxious loner (involuntarily celibate), so any type of attention confuses me, to put it mildly. Despite being a loner, though, I get the urge to talk to women occasionally. Having no social skills, inexplicable awkwardness makes every single interaction ridiculous and embarrassing. With recent urges, I was just trying to ask some rand...
I'm a socially awkward, anxious loner (involuntarily celibate), so any type of attention confuses me, to put it mildly. Despite being a loner, though, I get the urge to talk to women occasionally. Having no social skills, inexplicable awkwardness makes every single interaction ridiculous and embarrassing. With recent urges, I was just trying to ask some rand...
A collection of arcane and under-appreciated words for the edification, education, and entertainment of the reader. Definitions are included, along with clarification. Also, the word is used in a sentence, where appropriate, to indicate its proper usage in everyday language. NOTE: An asterisk (*) following a definition indicates that the word and definition...
Heather surveyed the tiny cabin. It had taken her less than ten minutes to unpack and organize everything just the way she wanted. OCD. Obsessive-Compulsive, though she knew that her older daughter Megan would add the word Disorder, she refused. Not for something that for Heather was a harmless coping mechanism. Of course, with Megan's degree in psychology,...
Six-thirty blinked on Lauren's digital clock on the windowsill. For nearly ten bleary minutes, she'd been staring at the clock. -I start teaching school today.- It felt like an odd statement. Teaching had always come naturally to Lauren; deciphering information in multiple formats was easy. Though not an expert at the five-minute 'regurgitation' that was g...
March 7th 2045 (Day Seven) It was Friday before Tyler felt any change in his classmate's attitudes towards him. He was fairly low down the social totem pole. He was wise enough now to appreciate that. He wasn't exactly rock bottom -- there were some kids he was sure ranked below him. There were a few that had to be somewhere on the autistic spectrum. Oth...
Heather could not take her eyes off him as he walked across the room, stopping at a couple of tables to chat briefly. Making it ever closer to the chair right next to her. What then? She should run. Excuse herself, and just leave. Go back to her cabin and stay there until they docked in Bergen, then take a straight flight home. Home? Was it any more? Witho...
Jan knew that he was holding her closer than was appropriate. But it was not close enough. There were too many layers of clothes between them. And a room full of strangers exceeded even his exhibitionist tendencies. He wanted desperately to be alone with this woman once more. But he knew once would not be enough. Not even having her in his bed, the next ni...
Juliette held her daughter's hand while she drew the flower. "Flower," she repeated patiently. Simon smiled from across the too short table as he assisted his son. "Car," his deep, sexy West Texas drawl caressed her skin. Her nipples hardened inside her plain white bra. 'Get a grip,' she chastised herself. She had no business lusting after the super hot...