Dear Sirs, A few months ago my husband and I looked at all different brands of the vibration platform physical fitness machines displayed at a Baby Boomer Show. After testing all of the exercise positions shown on the visual guide (particularly the sitting ones), I decided that the smaller machine suited my personal requirements the best. I particularly lik...
Tommy removed his cowl, flinging it across the Batcave in anger. "An entire night, fucking wasted," He muttered to himself. He walked to the equipment bench and leaned against it, both hands pressed into the reinforced plexiglass that covered the table. Tommy hung his head and then, suddenly, slammed his fist into the table. "Fuck!" He yelled, both in ange...
Chapter 4: The Last Day Ever look into your closet and see nothing? I woke at dawn, having slept since before dinner. Yesterday was quite a day!! Naked, I slowly crept into the shower. The steam opened my pores and let all the guilt of the past few days escape. Now, leaning against the closet door my mind was empty, my body relaxed and not one piece of cl...
Author's Note: An accident shrinks a thirty five year old man to just over three feet tall. *** Just then Arilla came in with Juan. I slid down off Maria lap and she got up to take Juan. There was something wrong with Arilla. She was holding Juan and handing him to her mother like she was hiding her face behind him. Maria took Juan and Arilla grabbed my ha...
Last Night, My whining little slut was complaining I haven't beat her lately and she needs a good cry. Well hell I felt obligated to help then I love seeing her cry. The shame is lately she has been seeing her slave boy more and he was over in my way. When I started setting up I told him I was getting ready to beat his owner My bitch and reminded her of her...
Michelle's Story: "Alejandro me dijo" By ElSol ----- Dedicated to Michelle ----- Nobody expected it, least of all me. I was a freshman scholarship student at a university with an excellent music program and, to my misfortune, a nationally ranked football program. One of my professors, Dr. Smith, sweat blood to get me the scholarship money over an athlet...
I woke again shortly before ten o'clock and lay in bed for a few minutes listening to Kristin in the kitchen diligently working on my breakfast, then I rolled off the bed and shuffled toward the bathroom to relieve my aching bladder. Kristin's purse was sitting by the side of the bed, her checkbook protruding from the top. I grabbed the checkbook, flipped to...
When we weren't in the swimming pool during the summer months, we were usually down at the community recreational center. It was pretty nice. Outside it had a lot of trees that we could loll under out of the heat and some assorted picnic tables. There were some swings, a sliding board, the obligatory basketball court, and, surprisingly, a well cared for base...
This story is the seventh in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures, mainly based on characters in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series but with the timeline brought up to the present. Warning! This fictional story contains strictly ADULT content and is ONLY intended for mature readers and for personal consumption. No copyright infring...
The 4th July fell on a Saturday, that year and their usual custom was to attend the church celebration. It was an all day event planned with children's games in the morning, a picnic lunch on the church lawn, followed by a softball game in the afternoon and fireworks in the evening. The girl's rotation fell to Trish that morning and Edith and Sam would milk...