Chapter 8:Concerns and Cures At the compound things were getting very bad. The cold sheet treatment wasn't working any longer. Bradley was trying to calm Kay down, but this was almost impossible to do because she was in so much pain. Because it seemed to work better than any other method, she was now constantly standing under a cold shower. Her skin was so...
Tommy watched with aching adoration as the taut, luscious globes of Julia's ass swayed by in her skin-tight yoga pants. The pants were nearly translucent. The two were classmates in nursing school, and members of the same commercial gym nearby. Tommy would occasionally glance self-consciously through the glass doors where Julia participated in yoga sessions....
"Study # 761: male volunteers needed for a nutrition study, generous compensation. Must be 18+, healthy, not currently sexual active, and able to visit the research clinic once a day for at least one continuous month. Call..." The ad was not visually prominent, but the description stood out from the others as Jason scanned the bulletin board full of request...
Life isn't fair. It's a simple concept and one that everyone has heard at some point in their life. Some people seem to have it all and others are left with practically nothing. Growing up in Los Angeles made that painfully obvious for Jake. Most of his classmates looked like they belonged on one of those high school dramas from TV filled with actor/models....
“Lazy Creek outfitters, Matt Brady, may I help you?” “It’s me, Matt, Jerry O Leary. Hey, I’ve got something to run by you.” “Shoot.” “It is a mad house down here in corrections. Federal judge Collins had just ruled that we must decrease our prison population by thirty-five percent in the next three weeks. It is a follow-up to his order of last year that t...
I had been a member of the Army cadets for the past couple of year's. I'd intended to join the Army on turning eighteen, but even though I reached that age a month ago, I had put off my enlisting. I told other's that it was because I wanted to stay at college a bit longer, but in reality it was because I was so under-developed for my age. Despite being eight...
Constance Marchbank sat behind the large modern desk of the medical office. The room was decorated in a traditional style, rather like an old fashioned doctor's surgery. The Adam fireplace was the centrepiece of the room, giving it an easy and comfortable air. Mahogany bookcases surrounded the walls of the well-lit room, with a heavy pastel-shaded carpet co...
Leila and I both started reading Fifty Shades of Grey. Although some of the scenes were definitely erotic, we found the story a bit lame and the characters rather superficial. Indeed we found ourselves increasingly amused by some of the writing. I was thus inspired to write the spoof below. Leila loved it -- I hope you do to! * 'Come on girl, get a grip.'...
"Easy there, Mr. Ganz. Don't try to get up quite so fast. You've been out of it for quite a while now. Tell me, how many fingers do you see?" I heard a voice in my rather groggy state, as I began to stand up in my hospital bed. "What did you call me?" I asked, clearing my head and looking around the room, my eyes adjusting to the light again after such a lo...
*This article is from my experience, I am not a doctor or any type of medical professional* * Imagine you are the brand new parents of a bouncing baby boy or girl. Everything went fine through the delivery; the baby is a good weight and looks healthy. You've finished counting fingers and toes and then the doctor breaks the bad news. Your otherwise healthy...