It's been a long, hot summer and as we entered late July of 2002 Kevin's nerves are becoming ragged. Between the unending parade of kids with friends, many of them packing overnight stays, working, creating gardens and picking and freezing vegetables and fruits for winter, we are both mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted. On a bright, sunny Saturd...
19/March 10:00pm Dear Diary. Still nothing from Master, He is very distant. I don't even think he's been reading this diary, despite the fact it was his idea. I feel abandoned. Feeling so lonely has given me a bad case of nostalgia. I keep thinking back to when we first met, that empty feeling I'd get when I'd go home at night without him. The constant fe...
I stepped in the hotel room and looked the cuck up and down. He was pasty white and dressed in only pink panties. Blueberry candles scented the room nicely — not too sweet. I turned to the bed, and sitting on her knees atop multicolored blankets was a slender brunette. Her cropped hair was angled perfectly covering one eye. Her red lips parted in a devilish...
Jack and I are working in the garden today. It's so beautiful and such a relief to finally have our own place. Our own real place with land. It's just a couple of acres, but between the trees and underbrush we can't even see our neighbors. They're there, but if it wasn't for the mailboxes and driveways on our way in we wouldn't even know. Jack has on long to...
A tiny man sat perched on my forehead tapping at my skull with a minute hammer and chisel. It did not hurt as much as it was the most annoying sensation I had felt in a long time. He worked tirelessly, until I swatted at him to make him stop. As my hand flew at him I smacked myself in the face hard forcing consciousness. I was now coherent and could see that...
A week later after Bobby had come up with the idea for Rick to somewhat change his relationship with Stacey, they met again. Once the others had left, and the three were just sitting finishing off the last of 2 pitchers that had bags of ice in them to keep them from getting warm, Bobby plunged in and asked, "Well, What's the story, man?? Did Stacey go for...
Mitch hadn't slept a wink all night. Instead he'd tossed and turned in frustration, and he suspected that he would probably suffer for it. He had been out like a light as soon as his head hit the pillow but the soft murmur of Alex fussing in the middle of the night had pulled him out of his peaceful reverie. Mitch was pretty sure Alex just needed a diaper...
Hello Lit Readers! I realize that I hadn't posted in forever, and I apologize for it immensely, however college and all that takes most of my free time and writing does take a certain amount of enthusiasm and time to come up with ideas and actually write it all down. Anyhow I thought to write this series and really enjoyed the theme that I have planned for t...
As I had imagined in any number of on-line, Second Life scenarios, I heeled behind Her ... two steps back, slightly to Her left, gaze focused on Her black boots, which were the style that season and didn't necessarily give Her away as a Domme. She led me up from the basement of the community center where the meetings were held, out into the cool night air of...
Laurel, the Vidset, and the Twins Part 1 It was a lonely Friday night for Professor Laurel Quaintance, the magnificent fiery Irish redhead. She decided to forgo the usual trip to one of the NIB's usual hangouts for singles. The linguist professor grew tired of the typical bullshit that made up the bars pickup lines and watered-down booze. Laurel decided to...