I want you on your knees. That's right, kneel before me. Let me covet you with my eyes. You are beautiful. You are living art, a model for all womanhood to envy. Your hair styled up, your makeup done to perfection, with dark eye makeup and dark lipstick. Your lips look so wet and so pouty, so inviting. Your eyes are beaming past the dark makeup. Loose piec...
Dave Moore was fixing his own breakfast, because his wife had an early morning meeting. He had made himself some fried eggs. These were no ordinary eggs; for he had bought them from a gypsy that he had met from a walk in the woods. She told him that they would help him lose weight and would dramatically improve his sex life. Dave looked down at his stomach a...
Out in the country, girls tended to get married early in life. At least that's how it was back when I was young. This sets the scene for an event that I still can't stop thinking about. My sister got engaged and there was constant planning and preparations in the months leading to her big day. I wasn't that interested in any of it, but one day I got involve...
On a hot Miami night, my girl crush who became my sugar mama, Sheridan, her personal trainer, Alex and I stumbled out of the club to drunkenly fall into the limo for the slow ride home. Alex watched as Sheridan's hand crept up my thigh jutting from my dress. I looked her in the eyes as it moved to my silken slit and I opened my legs slightly for her to conti...
Marla awoke and looked at the time on the clock radio beside their bed. 2:00 AM it read. She had fallen to sleep about an hour earlier. Involuntarily, she reached over to Shep's side of the bed. He wasn't there, of course. His side of the bed was not slept in and hadn't been for two weeks now. Shep had left in a grouch from a spat that he and Marla had. "Wh...
"Let me explain to you how my house is organized," Barbara was saying. We were seated at a small glass table in a lounge area of the house. The giggling housesluts had been sent to their quarters, and Barbara and I were alone except for Manuel, Barbara's "faggot houseboy" (as she called him) and the only male who was permitted in her domain. Manuel had made...
Jack was a preacher's kid and bought into the system. No drinking, no drugs, no sex before marriage. Not preachy or holier-than-thou; just a good guy. Mandy was a good girl, too, but with an occasional indulgence of her naughty side. She had time to get acquainted with the big three before hooking up with Jack in her mid-20's. Still they hit it off and thoug...
Chapter 2: To The Mall! "Come on honey. Let's go shopping. I feel like buying some naughty new underthings. How about you? Something in fire engine red perhaps? Or maybe a deep purple? MMMM, that would look wonderful next to your creamy skin." Like excited children we head for the mall. Once there we decide to really treat ourselves and so we go to the mo...
Maybe it WAS the Ides of March, maybe it was just bad luck, maybe it was my failure to maintain my vehicle in good condition, whatever! But the moment that it happened, I KNEW from the sound of it, that it was a major engine failure. A bearing, a push-rod, whatever it was, it snapped. Permanently. Irrevocably. This vehicle wasn't going to go another mile w...
A Grave Matter Robbing for Research goes awry. "If these future surgeons are ever going to learn how to do surgery on people, we've got to get them more bodies to cut on." "Well, Doc, - there's no more indigents in the morgue, so we can't steal 'em from there." "I don't understand - this is 1930 - there's a Depression on -You'd think more people would b...