“Hey Billie Jean you sweet thang. How ‘bout another Shiner over here. I’m so dry I’m spittin’ cotton.” The man at the end of the bar was dressed in dirty faded jeans with a hole in one knee and a ratty assed lookin’ red plaid lumberjack shirt with no elbows over an old insulated underwear top. He had a gimme cap pushed back on his head that said “GOAT ROPERS...
Sorry about the confusion with Chapter 5. Hope you enjoy! Nicki hung up the phone. She leaned against the counter with a pensive look on her face. "That was T-Paul on the phone." "What's up with him?" Beth set down the orange juice. She pulled out a chair and sat down. "Seems that a movie company rented his place for the week and they need extras." "Real...
It was a cold wet night; the rain had been falling persistently all evening. The last train had been late due to an "incident" somewhere on the line. This was no surprise and had been half expected, as the trains always seemed to suffer delays at the weekend. Looking at her watch she realized that the last bus would have already gone by now as well. Not a...
This is the first of a series of stories I hope to write involving daring ladies with overactive imaginations and exhibitionist tendencies. The temptation of being nude in public is something they fantasize about. Eventually driven by lust and the danger and vulnerability of being completely bare-assed where one shouldn't, fantasy becomes reality... The...
Standing on the floating dock, you look across the water at the many floating heads and brightly colored buoys. This may be a little more difficult than you had originally anticipated. Still, you've come this far and you've already paid the entrance fee, best to make the most of things and explore the kind of antics you can get up to. You turn your attentio...
Grisham Ludlow and his fiancée, Sheridan, came in his spacious house after an evening at the opera. Sheridan loved it that Grish could explain "La Traviata" so well, without being laborious or condescending. "I really identify with that chick-Violetta?" "Violetta Valery? Yes, she reminds me of you as well, Sheri." Grisham said with a smile. Sheridan smil...
1969: Dinner finished. Louise's three older siblings left for Friday night fun. Mrs. Mancini, who slept with bells around her wrists and ankles, was in the living room reading to little Johnny. Louise poked her head into the living room to stick her tongue out at the back of their heads. When her father said from behind her, "C'mon, I'll take you to Cone...
Annie from my French evening classes asked me to her house party. Secret agent themed, she said, and that I had to come as a character from a spy movie. I hadn't a clue. She said I would make a beautiful Bond Girl. It meant nothing to me. I'm more Bridget Jones than The Spy Who Loved Me. She said I should Google for ideas. I was twenty-two and had just fin...
(Apologies to Cassandra Peterson, the real Elvira) DISCLAIMER: Neither the author or the Elvira character promote the use of illegal drugs or condone the practice of unsafe sex. This is just a fun little erotic romp, so don't get your panties in a wad. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It seems like a lifetime ago, but actually it's only been ten years sin...
No, this was a mistake. Steve could do better than this; it had been purely impulsive, and he was too wishy-washy to cancel his order. I mean He was a doctor! A young doctor; there should be plenty of women lined up for him. His well-styled blond hair, 6' something frame, complemented by a firm build just muscled enough to appear healthy without seeming over...