This is to my friend Mr. Byrd, who just started Farmingdale College for Computer Graphic Arts and who's favorite phrase was "I own." His favorite answer was "How about NO!" The Particular Nonsense Of McDonalds and the Salad of Days gone Bye A thousand years ago the Aqua Teen Hunger Force was told a story about the time the indigenous species regularly use...
Georgia unconsciously tossed her long, curly mane in that perfect shade of blue-red that signifies the best breeding. Smiling into Rod’s eyes, she asked, “All things being equal, do you prefer your years as a collegiate player or as a professional football player?” Rod shifted position yet again in his chair. She was built, brainy and beautiful. His women w...
My first ever story. Feedback appreciated. ***** "That's the last box," said Brad as his buddy Mike closed the door behind him of their brand new top floor apartment. The two of them had been best friends since high school and had both managed to get solid grades to get into medical school where they were training as DRs. The two of them walked around the...
"What's yer price?" "One coin." "One coin? Only one coin?" "One coin, sir." Even though he was clearly quite drunk, the hardened sailor was definitely baffled by my incredibly low price. The confusion was clearly inscribed upon his face. He wanted to take this unbelievable opportunity to fulfill his need with a beautiful young maiden, yet he clearly...
He had her wrapped around his little finger... They both knew it wouldn't take long, her body had been responding strongly to any stimuli throughout the whole day, and now as she lay face down, grinding her hips against her bed in a futile attempt to grind out the sensations that were running through her sexually tormented body. "Break..." His voice purred...
The floor was cold against her bare feet. Goosebumps covered her skin as she stood there waiting. She shifted her weight from one side to the other nervously and pulled the robe in tighter as if someone was going to snatch it away from her. Through the door she could hear his muffled voice speaking to the class. His familiar tone was steady and strong. She t...
He stood over her, his belt in one hand and a drink in the other. Raising his glass to his lips he noticed the ice had melted more than he expected, the large cubes watering down the bourbon. That was probably a good thing, he knew he would hurt her if he lost his head and she wouldn't tell him to stop when she was this far in. This was the sixth weekend in...
The hot sweaty bodies glistened under the bright light and the music pounded loud in David's ears. Only ten more minutes until the step aerobics class ended and he could clean the hall before going home. Gripping the handle of his mop tighter he tried not to look at the women in their tight lyric bouncing round just the other side of the glass door. He certa...
It's a beautiful day outside, the sun is shinning, it's warm and there is a definite feel of spring or early summer in the air. I awaken early and when I open my eyes it is to catch sight of one of God's most intoxicating creations. A woman. Not just any woman, it would be blasphemous to believe that, this is a creation that far exceeds the average miracle...
With a short sigh, the young woman cast one last glance into the sole mirror in her one-bedroom, cramped student apartment. As the garrish mix of car horns began to build up outside her fourth floor window into the usual cacophony of the morning rush hour, Mukta knew she was running late. She ran her fingertips through her long, straight tresses, and gazed...