It all started innocently enough, I was home from college for Thanksgiving vacation and the Jones needed a babysitter. I came home every chance I got, being a freshman and all, I was pretty homesick. I had been babysitting for the Jones for the last three years and their baby was a sweetie but I hadn't seen them since I started school a couple of months ago...
She was back in the old converted barn that was the Ecstatic Sex clinic, or at least she assumed that's where she was. The room was decorated in the same Victorian style as the house where she'd spent her lunch hour, though it was not a part of the house she had been in. The room she was in looked like a bedroom, with a dressing table on one side of the room...
It had been a long week. My big, beautiful wife Sandy had been torturing me all week with remarks about something pleasurable happening on Saturday afternoon. I tried every trick I knew to get it out of her, but the only thing I knew was that Kevin would be involved. Sandy ran down the stairs that Saturday morning with her magnificent breasts bouncing free...
I went to the mall to do some Saturday morning shopping instead of decorating for Christmas. I jotted down some notes of lyrics that came across the intercom: "My Christmas dreaming came a little early this year" and "All I need to do is dream you." I also saw an advertisement in a clothing store window: "Be iconic." All of this might escape most typical i...
This is a story about a young Eskimo mother, Umaiapik Umaiapik gasped with a last burst of exertion, chest heaving, pumping her legs hard to crest the little rise, and then a bit more so that the heavy reluctantly following sledge reached the loamy crest. Perched now in the sun, the rest of the short journey from the glacier would be little easier, pulling...
I am old now and this shitty nursing home bed will be the last I know in this world. I have multiple medical maladies and mobility problems. I even need help to go to the bathroom. There is no dignity left for me, so I escape into memories of days gone by. Fortunately, my mind is mostly clear and I can work this computer enough to tell a few of my stories. I...
When we were first married, there was a housing shortage, probably because we lived in a university town. My wife Jenny's roommate, Mary, invited me to live with them. My roommate was a man. Was it the kindness of Mary's heart or a mercenary stipulation that we pay two-thirds of the rent? For the first 6 months, it was Three's Company, but I didn't have to p...
These events took place whilst I was staying with a friend who lives in a small village just outside Skegness in Lincolnshire, I'd visited him before but this was the first time I'd gone alone and as I was alone I was staying with his family in their spare downstairs bedroom. On the first night we went out in Skegness and got drunk. We pulled a couple of lo...
Hello, my name is Stacy Keibler, and I'm 24 years old. I am about 6 foot 1 inches tall, and weigh somewhere around 125 pounds, depending on when you catch me. My measurements are 34B, 24, 35. I have dark black hair, and I guess you could say I'm pretty good looking, as I've never had any trouble attracting men. My eyes are brown, and my best feature is proba...
Here's my second attempt at a story, I hope you all like it. There will be more chapters to come if you guys like it. Feel free to leave a comment or constructive critique. Enjoy! ***** I pulled up in my rental car to my parent's home. It looked about the same as I'd remembered with a few changes. My old basketball hoop had been taken down from above the g...