I've never been a big fan of weddings. I liked my own okay, but I completely didn't follow tradition. I won't go to them anymore, unless they're for someone I really like. So when Maggie's invitation came that she was marrying her long-time beau Guy in his hometown Montreal, I sighed a long sigh. Maggie, a close friend from my former life as a career-orient...
CHAPTER 1 When the sale of his house finalized almost a year after cancer claimed the life of his wife Wendy, Dino Geddes was left with few worldly possessions. Sam and Alyson, his two married children, had come and been given things they'd desired and garage sales over two weekends, some sales via newspaper ads and three trips to the city refuse dump had...
I was bored. It was getting near the end of the year and it was a beautiful day outside. A day for going out with friends and having fun. And where was I? Stuck in a boring class in a boring school listening to a boring teacher drone on about the most boring subject on earth. It wasn't even as though we'd have exams on this stuff. They teach it, and I use th...
"Hey, I really, really appreciate this," said Emily as I hauled eleven plastic bags of groceries up the three steep flights of stairs to her apartment. "No prob," I grunted even as the handles of the heavy bags tore into my hands. It was now nearly three hours after she had asked me to help her pick up a few things at the store. "You rock!" she told me a...
I went to Penn State and had a great time. Joined a fraternity, was very active in it and campus politics, and every semester my grades dropped until I realized that I'd flunk out if I stayed. So, I transferred to a small school, made good grades and was now back at Penn State for my master's. I'm trying to do it in one year so I have a really packed schedul...
'Damn him,' I thought, angrily stomping out as the door slammed shut behind me. Even on holiday he could find something to moan about, maybe its time I started looking for a new Master! Let me explain, by nature I am a very submissive person, perhaps you might even call me a pacifist, under his tutelage I had become his slave, his slut and his whore. Whate...
The Peep Show.... Introduction I had a wet dream inside a nightmare hours after I had closed my eyes, and the coffin had ceased to allow any more light in. A slut. She was super vixen that could cultivate the highest level of erotic allure. Her sex appeal, though trashy, was the incarnate of a myth that resonates through vortexes of time and space, from t...
When I got to my apartment the first thing I did was go to my room, take all my clothes off and empty the bag Ron gave me onto my bed and examine the content. I quickly came to the conclusion that Ron and his friends were dirty old men who just liked to fuck young nubile women. Not that I had a problem with that, by now I was willing to let anybody with a b...
See "Into His Eyes" for context here. * She continued to rock slowly back and forth while hugging him as tightly as ever, filling the afterglow with more physical sensation. A little bit later, he had grown soft enough that his dick popped out of her. Well, she'd had enough. For now, anyway. She turned her head towards a sound from the deck. "Shit!" she...
The gritty strains on an indiscernible Merle Haggard song bled through the fuzzy speakers of Russ's Waters Edge Tavern, on the outskirts of Cape Girardeau, Missouri. Muffled sounds of peanut shells crackling under the feet of a nonstop progression of Midwestern rednecks combined with the occasional slaps of pool balls colliding to create the Webster's Dictio...