Until the day I die, I will fight you bozos. Seriously. My name is Eric Wahid, and I'm a guy with problems. I was born in the City of Nabatieh, Republic of Lebanon, in early February 1987. My father Joseph Wahid is Ethiopian and my mother Catherine Al-Mansur is Lebanese, of Maronite Christian extraction. I lived an ordinary life in the City of Beirut with my...
John had been gone nearly a year now. When I begin to develop these cravings for a man deep inside my middle age body that, too, was in dire need of being spontaneous. John had left behind a young infant that he still asks about in his many letters from Iraq, which I relay, often respond to. But as time went on I became more vulnerable to what Mother Nature...
It was dusk as Alexandria and Lucian walked together through the woods. They had just fed. Alexandria felt the warm zing of human blood coursing through her veins. Lucian threaded his arm through hers. The moon glittered through the trees. Distant cries told them that they were not the only predators out tonight. The wind whipped through Lucian's hair as he...
Chapter 1: The Demi-Urge I have sought you for millennia. Threading my way through all the souls on earth to bind you to me, my Sophia. Seeking that one blinding moment of union with the woman-soul of the creator of all. In my arrogance I pursue you, wanting a communion that no other man can share, craving each sweet fluid of your body. Wanting to mingle in...
2 Brad I was a fat little boy who inevitably became a big fat man. I would like to think that I possess other qualities, but I assure you that if you saw me your first thought would be 'fat.' My parents were of normal size and shape. As was my older brother. And as, for that matter, is my son. Because the only purpose of life that can withstand scientif...
Gracie floated dreamily in the pool. She watched the sisters’ play and laugh and Jane being cautious and steady in the corner. What was coming over her? Why was she risking everything? Later that night they dined in the large dining room but Michael was not there. Gracie sighed and tried to enjoy the meal, but she felt a nagging need and want to be with him...
Ali slowly rubbed the folds of her wet teenage pussy making the ring in the clit hood rock back and forth. Every time she touched her self she now thought of the master that had placed the ring there. She reached over to her night stand and got her favor toy. A nine inch black penis shaped vibrator. With one slow stroke she buried it deep inside her pussy....
(C) 2003 2004 SouthSkyEyes, All Rights Reserved I remain in the car to have another smoke, nervous, quadruple checking the numbers I've recorded on this little slip of paper for my first and second choices. Hoping all I have to do is tell the clerk, whomever she or he may be, the item number of what I want rather than having to describe it. I'll go into the...
Cast: Princess Chichi Nanny Prince Alfric Horatio Pennybottom III SCENE 1 Setting: A princess's bedroom. CHICHI is sprawled daintily on the bed, snoring loudly. Enter ALFRIC, who rushes to the side of the bed. ALFRIC: Oh, beauteous one, what foul trance has befallen you? What evil spell has cast you into the depths of this ceaseless slumber? Divine lady...
Life in the colonies was not always a congenial experience for the ladies. There was little to do much of the time. Of course all the Europeans had servants, so housework and cooking was taken care of. They were pampered, but bored. Cynthia Petherington missed the excitement of London life - the parties, the shopping in the fashionable streets, tea at The Ri...