Foreword Well, these April Fool themes are a little difficult to find. Coming up with ideas for something different [I hope] takes some doing. Anyway, here's one which isn't set on April Fools' Day itself, but which I hope encompasses some of the elements involved. April isn't a happy lady, and she's in for a surprise... The scene which follows is in the...
There is no sex in this story. *** It was masochistic, but I couldn't help myself. Thirty minutes on a concept C2 rowing machine, followed by thirty minutes on a damn treadmill. Every day for the past nine months. The only thing that ever changed was the music. I didn't have a smartphone, but I did have an old MP3 player loaded with anything I could find t...
The gym was crowded and sweaty girls milled around after Zumba class, but I moved around the Nautilus machines, finishing my workout in good time. I showered and afterwards looked at my body in the mirror that I work hard to maintain. Women love me. And I love them. That's why I make good money. "Good bye, Ross," said the girl at reception with big adoring...
If you take the back road between Belfast and Londonderry, you will go though a small town called Glenshane pass. In that town lives a man with a very, very ugly scar. I know, because I gave him that scar. I had just returned from R and R (read A soldiers Tale -- Home on leave) and was waiting in Belfast Airport for some army transport to collect me. I wa...
I'd like to apologise to Patricia Cornwell, but I won't... Grace drove through the cool, crisp, Virginian morning in her SUV. It was always cool and crisp. There didn't seem to be a summer at all and, apart from a couple of snowy days, crisp was pretty much it. She presumed that it was all in the cause of persuading some hapless Hollywood producer to film h...
Bryce Hallmark was hovering at two miles over San Angeles, feeling as the wind swayed his red cape and short, black hair. The 18 years old Ultra teenager stared, with his blue eyes, as the last sun rays of the day bathed the enormous city he had moved to. He was amazed by its large skyscrapers, leafy parks, white sand beaches…even by its industrial area. Und...
It had been a restless night and David was still far from asleep. He lay on his bed, tossing and turning, watching the ceiling fan going around and around, hoping that in some strange way it might hypnotize him into a state of dreamless slumber. So far, no luck. Sighing heavily, he put his pillow over his face, trying to block out his own thoughts. That didn...
Playtime: Masked or gagged? By TighterPlease Masked protocols stir the naughty girl to play. Male/female - married - bondage -- self-bondage - gagged - tied - submissive - punished --------------- "Was there a show you wanted to watch?" my good husband asked. He had been scanning the entertainment sites for 15 minutes, unable to find anything interesting...
I'll never forget what it was like living in Baghdad. Back in the early days of the U.S. invasion, the whole country was in chaos. For those of us living in the shantytowns and slums, it was a time of great danger... and great opportunity. Sure, we had to worry about mobs, looting and stray artillery, but with so many citizens fleeing the city, even fleeing...
Note: The students in this story are at the end of their senior year of high school. They have all turned 18. * A year after wetting her pants during the university entrance exam, the young woman crouches behind a bush at the edge of the school oval, watching the library through binoculars. This year's calculus students are filing in and taking their seats...