My name is George Blackshear and I met Chrystal Jennings at a support group meeting of people who had lost a loved one to cancer. My first wife, Susan, had died from ovarian cancer at the age of 43 eight months before I met Chris and I had been attending the group for six months, spending the first two months trying to drink the pain of losing Susan away. My...
Two Love grows I shifted slightly to accommodate her as she leant forwards and rested her head on my chest, her breasts dimpling my ribs, her nipples pressed hard against them. I put my arms around her shoulders as she took my biceps in her hands. Before long she gave a little flex of her knees as she spread her legs slightly, sending a thrill down my pro...
Lana fiddled with the key of her dorm room before pushing it open, the simple task seeming like a feat to her tired body. The first month of college had been taxing, far more taxing than she had ever imagined. As her shoulders ached from the newly acquired textbooks which felt like they weighed a ton, she shuddered at the thought of what mid-terms would brin...
As Cindy Nelson hit a perfectly placed drop shot over the net for game, set and match she never thought about the prize that went along with the club championship, she was just thrilled to have won. She raised her racket in victory, shook hands with her opponent across the net and acknowledged the cheers of the crowd. Later, as she emerged from the locker r...
"What is your favorite thing in lovemaking, Ray?" "I like it all Leigh. Although I have never had anal intercourse." "Never? Well, that's O.K. Neither have I. Sounds like it would be rather painful. What do you enjoy a lot?" "Oh, Leigh. I like oral sex." "Giving or receiving?" Leigh asked. She sounded a little anxious. "I like both, honey. I will admit...
A Bad Girl Part 1: The Awakening Or: You gotta be cruel to be kind I went to a Catholic girl’s school, where we were under strict orders to dress and behave with exemplary modesty. When our plaid skirts rose above the knees we considered it daring. Nowadays there’s a lot of guff about “letting children express their personalities”, but I think our personal...
Janey sat on the lounge watching Brad on the lounge room floor playing with building blocks with Nicky. Brad would build a tower of blocks and then Nicky would take great pleasure in knocking them over. It was mid afternoon and Nicky was showing signs of being tired. He usually had a nap about this time and Janey was just waiting for him to stop playing and...
Daisy opened her eyes at the sound of her land lord's footsteps and raised her sunglasses up over her fore head. "Hey Mr. Higgins what's shakin," She said. The fifty-six year old halted a few feet away from her lounge chair and smiled politely. "Hello Daisy," He said. "I've got to talk to you about something." Daisy took a breath and exhaled. Mr. Higgins...
"Bags first shower." Fiona rushed to her closet and picked out some night things, she was in the bathroom with the door shut before I had time to complain, she didn't know it yet, but from my perspective, that was a very good thing. I waited until I heard the shower turn on, then turned our room lights down at the dimmer switch and lit some scented candles...
We had several more conversations. Linda and Bobby also communicated and the girls were on the phone with each other, constantly. We exchanged photographs by mail. Michelin was not a raving beauty but she wasn't hard to look at either. All of us were living in unbearable anticipation. Time seemed to drag on. Sixteen days later, Linda and I touched down in E...