A personal involuntary conversation with a presidential hopeful candidate and a female News journalist. The conversation was recorded on hidden video as well as hidden audio recordings. The female News journalist confronts the 2012 presidential candidate about questionable behavior regarding past and presents allegations about his improprieties, relevant...
We arrived at the hotel and straight to the bedroom. I went into the bathroom and prepared myself. Took off all my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. I never liked my body and was always critical of it, but I knew how turned on my husband Tim was by me, especially given how rarely it is we get the chance to take off all our clothes. I looked at my...
We are Chuck and Lorraine, a recently single 33-year-old woman and a 61-year-old man who found the love and desire of our lives. The Renaissance is a multi-part story we've been writing together as lovers... * Part 11 "Who was it, hon?" she called from the bathroom. Chuck turned his attention from the tray of food, and saw the light from the open bathro...
It's Summer. I've just returned from my evening jog and need a beer. It's still super-hot out. Ah crap, the fridge is empty; I'll have to go to the shops. Might as well pick up some frozen pizza at the same time. I'm all sweaty, I really need a shower. Fuck it, I'll have one later. I remove my jogging shorts and underwear in the kitchen, wipe the sweat of...
Fred squirmed uncomfortably beside the big black man. They were perched high up on a white lifeguard chair scanning the water. It wasn't that Fred disliked blacks, it was just that the man was so big he took up most of the chair forcing Fred to sit on his left ass cheek. Plus, he was jealous. Booker was huge. Not only was he built like a Mr Universe contest...
Sunday 11th September 1960 "Do you think your friend..." "Konrad. My house mate. He's not my friend..." David interrupted Alison who continued on. "Don't be like that. You're living with him. I know you like sweets but will Konrad, your friend, like a cake?" Alison asked. "Of course he would. He eats anything. He's a regular dustbin." David was standing...
Meet Gianna Stammati, a woman living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. She was born in the Gallipoli region of Italy, and moved to Canada with her family twenty five years ago. For quite some time, Gianna Stammati has been working for the people of Quebec as a policewoman. A ten-year veteran of the Gatineau Police Force, Gianna has a reputation as a cop who t...
Foreword Originally, this was titled "Moving Day" and then, for a brief time, it was titled "First Time Hand Job". Having tried it as both I prefer "Moving Day". So if you have read it before, please be advised of these changes. * My ex and I had a tumultuous relationship at the best of times. I am mostly a top and she didn't have enough experience or de...
My name is Steve Larsen and for as long as I can remember, I’ve loved Laura Martin. Since grade school she has lived 3 doors down from me. We shared our first kiss when she was 8 and I was 9 and we’ve had our ups and downs over the years, but we’ve shared a unique friendship. We would compete for grades, while all the time helping each another study. Laura w...
It was the morning after the night before. Rachel and Kate were very late up; they had missed breakfast and upset the chambermaid by being in their room when she wanted to clean it. "Do you think we should go to the conference?" Rachel asked. Kate yawned. "I suppose we could put in an appearance, collect some papers and reports to impress Desmond, then do...