The Ferengi have an instrument called an OoPok. It's a bit like a zither. As a human, I'll probably never be taken seriously as an OoPok musician, but it won't be for lack of trying. I follow all of the traditions of my craft religiously, even if it isn't immediately obvious why every one is important. Why do we whisper the seventh rule of acquisition into t...
It was late, past midnight when I awoke. I was alone in the great bed, and silver moonlight flooded in through the bedroom windows. I shook my head to clear it, and wondered where the girls were. I got out of bed and wandered through the silent house. As I approached the great room I could begin to hear their voices. At last I could see them together in the...
A strong wind blew through the streets of Delfino City. Rachelle's hair wove wildly around her head. She took shelter in a bus stop since she had to take the bus back home from school. Having some time to kill, she grabbed a magazine out of her schoolbag and started reading an article, something about keeping unusual pets. Despite the fact that she took shel...
Picture this and cum along for a day at the beach. Our Favorite beach and us Evolved. We have many favorite places for games. Here is one of our earliest places and also one of our favorites. We lived in central Illinois. Other than hanging out in many sleazy strip clubs when younger, our favorite place was camping and wandering the semi secluded areas o...
She stood outside the hotel for a few moments. Confused whether to go in or return back. It was her idea. She wanted to meet him. She wanted to be taken by him. Used by him. But the terms for the meeting were his. She knew them. And they scared her. At the same time they she felt excited. Despite being in her early 30s, she had quickly become a successful c...
Author's note: This story is not so much about the adventures of Batgirl, but more about the developing sexuality of Barbara Gordon. It introduces several original characters, and is only loosely based on the comic book heroine. Enjoy! Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers for personal use only. No copyr...
As I say my morning prayers, I thank Allah, the one true God, for sending a veritable angel on my path. I'm talking about Stefano Saint-Mathieu, of course. The young Haitian man I met at the university campus where I work as a cleaner. We ride the bus together and have for months but I never even noticed him until that fateful day. Now we're friends...and mo...
"Dammit, Linda, you promised!!" Silence reigned as Laurie waited for her friend to respond. As usual, Linda wanted things her way but, for once, Laurie was just as determined to do what she felt was necessary. "Yes, Linda, I know you have all these really great ideas for Yule celebrations, every year. They never turn out right and they are no where near w...
Amanda’s job interview had just got weird. One of her ex-boyfriends had shown her a website once that bragged that the site’s creators tricked girls into performing sex acts on men they thought were prospective employers. That was one of the reasons he was an ex. The man interviewing her now hadn’t said anything explicit, but his tone was starting to freak h...
My head feels a little vague, buzzing almost from the alcohol swimming in my bloodstream. A slightly vacant smile lingers on my face as I stare up at the ceiling as I recall a very pleasant evening. Fine meal, fine wine and the finest female company. I finally managed to get Chloe out on a date, you see. She is painfully shy but deliciously attractive. Attr...