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...
It was a gorgeous Saturday afternoon. I had just finished a ham sandwich and was returning to my recliner to watch some college football when an idea hit me. It would be a great day for the beach and my wife Pat still had not worn the new bikini that we had bought a few weeks ago. In my mind I could picture my lovely blond wife wearing the skimpy red bikini...
He awoke with a dry mouth, sensing something was different here in his private cell. The air was naturally humid which he didn't mind and the only light came from a low wattage bulb near the wooden stairway. On the queen sized mattress, sans sheets, he rolled over onto his side, the soreness from the previous night apparent but fulfilling. Like scattered cl...
Wednesday: I could feel movement on the bed as I began to wake from a dream. Today was going to be a good day, I had been set a challenge yesterday by Sophie not to intentionally cum all day, more specifically I wasn't allowed to pleasure myself and she wasn't going to help me. I somehow won the challenge with her making it very hard (in both ways) to achie...
I can't believe I've done 20 chapters of this story and still have so much more to go. Thanks again for the words of encouragement. The comments (both public and private) are super encouraging and I love the ideas (even the ones I don't incorporate). I don't know if there's another 20 to go but we'll see. ***** I woke up the next day to a short text messa...
"Are you ready?" He asked. He was Mr. White and he had been running, coordinating, stewarding and sweating over the Haunted House for every year since it began. He stood in front of the bleachers looking at the fifty or so people sitting in the first three rows. All were students at the college who had volunteered to help with the Halloween Haunted House fun...
After her clandestine "CIA recruitment training test", a.k.a. Messalina Weekend, Vivian's junior year at the University of Wisconsin continued to proceed as satisfactorily as she could possibly have wished. She congratulated herself on conducting a successful saturnalia. She had enjoyed it to a degree beyond anything she had previously imagined in her desire...
"Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic." Her name was Blondie, after her beautiful golden fur. She was no ordinary dime store bear, she was from Germany. She had beautiful glass eyes and a tag in her ear that said "Stieff". So she assumed her name must be Blondie von Stieff. Obviously, she came from a royal background. Her mate was called Barne...
Co-Written by Phil Velasquez Sunlight and shadow strobed through the bus windows as Scylla contemplated the ancient forest beyond the winding country road. She had to admit the southeast of France, at the foot of the Alps, was beautiful this time of year. A rich feast of greens and earthy rusts, dotted by the occasional contrasting farmhouse. A passing sig...
I had been trying to land a prospective client at work for months. Finally I got a meeting with him - he was going to visit my house for the afternoon for lunch, and to talk. Landing this client would be a huge catch, and I made sure to tell V how important it was. She promised she would put on her best good wife show. V was finishing up with lunch prep whe...