It was cold. Freezing cold, and in eternal darkness. In Light's dream it was cold; the air seemed as if a block of ice had blown deeply into it. The darkness was a whole other thing. There was no compromising with the darkness, it was as if someone had pulled blindfold over her eyes and shut out her vision. The only light that could have possibly been ther...
Meg was so warm. Partially awake, she didn't remember her sleeping bag being this comfortable. Maybe it was Luc's. She didn't remember which bag they'd ended up under. She reached her hand out to touch the top of the bag. Her hand touched fur instead. "Fur?" she thought for a second. "Oh!..." Meg opened her eyes to find herself with a wolf fur comforter name...
My morning started out innocently enough... I was just stretching out in a quiet corner, getting ready to sit down and read a book. What I got certainly wasn't what I had in mind when I had woken up! My wife and I were on a "second honeymoon", of sorts. We married almost right out of high school ten years ago, and have spent the last ten years working our a...
V: An explosive end to a career Chapter 37: The Blowup To my surprise, all of us were led to the First-Class Lounge and the explanation was Jenny's proud smile; Miss Efficiency in motion! Shortly before departure Jenny was called and came back smiling: both had been upgraded to First also. I have to admit that flying First Class is definitively more comfo...
The following is an imaginary press conference held by President William Jefferson Clinton on January 19, 2001 * * * Ladies and Gentlemen, the President of the United States! (Applause) "Good afternoon. As this is my last full day in office, I decided to hold a final press conference during which I will put to rest speculation regarding my involvement wi...
Thankfully, it was the final appointment. The multiple trips each week from the suburbs to the downtown hospital were taxing. Besides the up-and-down weather of winter and the traffic, it required a three hour section of his schedule set aside for therapy. Thankfully, they were finally going to discharge his son from the twice-a-week commitment. There was o...
Part 9: Sharon and Joe attend an unusual holiday party. This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing and group sex. If you don't ap...
My wife Gabby knew I was Bi-sexual before we ever dated. But since we started dating I have not been with anyone but her. We have been married for 15 years now. We have a good sex life but like many other people I still masturbate sometimes. Like last Saturday. I woke early and had a cup of coffee and sat at the computer. It started off pretty innocently...
Jane woke up, naked, drowsy, vaguely aware of the morning light breaking around her. She could feel the Count's breath on her neck, the hairs on his chest grazing her back. "Wake up you sexy, bitch, I promised myself that I would fill each of your holes during our first night together, and it's time to do the last one now." Before she could register what h...
The sun was high and hot - nearly straight-up noon. It was almost time when your plane was schedule to touch down. My eyes ached at the brightness as I scanned the sky in anticipation of your arrival. It's been too many weeks since I've seen you and my serves were jittering an jumping like water droplets skittering across a hot griddle. Your plane finally t...