Warning: this story is about a teacher in the art of love, but contains a hint of incest. Please do not read on if you find that kind of content offensive. I like to thank HawaiiBill and A7inchPhildo for their help. Bill for editing my English and Phildo for his comments on the content. I hope you enjoy our joint effort. The young men lounged in front of...
This is my story. My name is, well, never mind what my name is, that isn't important. Suffice it to say that I am an average, ordinary woman. Or, at least I was. I am in my late thirties, married. I'm really nothing to look at: five and a half feet tall, brown shoulder length hair, breasts nothing to write home about: smallish, slight sag. Just your typical...
It had been snowing for several days. Everything was covered in a blanket of white. Silence reigned. It was if the world had fallen asleep. Of course, it had. It worked that way. Winter is a season of sleep, of death. Cernunnos has given of himself and Danu mourns for him. Nevertheless, he will come again and with him will come the warmth of spring. Winter...
Roche swore as she climbed up a set of stairs, one of seemingly hundreds in the massive, sky-piercing 'Tower of Poloskis'. Her plate-mail was covered in blood, soot, trace remains of acid, was dinged and scratched beyond serviceability, and was squeaking uncomfortably with every step she took. Her shield had been swallowed long ago by a sticky worm-monster....
One of my father's crudest friends had a saying that he reserved for men he thought were losers with the women. He would say, "That guy couldn't get laid in a whore house with a pocket full of hundred dollar bills." I never thought about that much; I figured I was doing alright with the ladies until I turned forty. Then it dawned on me, I had never had one t...
Leona stared into the mirror and assessed the lines on her face. She was tired. Faded blue eyes looked out of a face that resembled a roadmap of deep wrinkles. I look like a fucking mummy, she thought to herself. It was time to die and get this damned life over. Turning away from the mirror, she gathered her soft, silky robe around her. At least there was o...
Linda’s birthday was fast approaching and Both Brenda and Sara had been talking about it, trying to figure out what to get her, or more likely, what to do for her. A few days prior to Linda’s birthday, Brenda and Linda were sitting at the breakfast table when Brenda told Linda to be sure to be home by 6:00pm on Friday, the day of her birthday. Linda immedi...
She pulled her bags out of the trunk of the taxi, silently wishing she could just leave them there and hop back into the car. She dreaded being back here, this pit of hell where she'd grown up. This house of living nightmares where shadows moved of their own accord and the hall light always stayed on. This shithole of a house – a house, not a home – where he...
It was one of those gorgeous summer nights that you dream about all winter long, nary a cloud in the sky, warm and dry. The sun hadn't set until after 10 o'clock and a twinkling array of stars was blanketing the sky. It was still early enough in the year so that the mosquitoes aren't out. As I reclined in the Jacuzzi, I took a sip of my Ol' Grandad on the ro...
PRELUDE Barb entered Cliff's office with the calendar in her hand. She closed and locked his office door and smiled as she moved to where he was seated at his desk. It was a Wednesday and the sales and technical staff were out of the office calling on prospects. At 36 years old Barb was a sex dynamo. She was in great shape with a 34-25-36 figure. Her legs w...