The full moon was bright enough to cast shadows over the cool summer night, up in the Rockies. Brooklyn and a group of her friends were vacationing for a week at her father's cottage in Washington State. She'd brought along her three best friends, Emma, Leslie, and Yoko; Emma and Leslie's boyfriends, Dylan and Chris; Yoko's step-brother Daniel; and her own b...
"So..what do you think?" "Mom. It's...beautiful! I love it!" "And the timing is pretty much perfect, wouldn't you say?" her mother reminded her recently-engaged daughter. "No kidding! Oh, Mom. This is just so incredible, and I'm really, really happy for you!" Brooklyn Maxwell was 43 and the new owner of Brooklyn's Bridal Boutique which was now fully stoc...
Author's Note: Burning Man is the world's greatest fantasy event. This story is based on an actual encounter. ***** The sun was up and already hot. Voices were speaking to me, although an incredible hangover headache prevented comprehension. "Look at him! What are you doing, lying in the dust?" I glanced down, groaning. Overnight, the wind had come up an...
A sequel to "A Room With A View" Jim O'Rourke glanced up from the stack of papers he'd been feeding into the high-powered copier, just in time to catch sight of the smartly dressed young woman who'd just walked into Reproduction. That was one of the few perks of working here at Moore and Ryan, the twenty year old told himself, even if he was only doing so...
"Baseball is the only sport where the team that has the ball is on defense." Chapter 10 Recollections of Old Philadelphia "So you came from Philadelphia. Tell me, what was Philadelphia like in those days?" "Hmm," Bill sighed, closed his eyes, and gave it some thought, then said, "The air smelled of chimney smoke and cooked lard. There wuz old women wuz...
We stood on 3rd Avenue, the snow sheeting down, and I wondered how anybody could think about getting naked in this weather. Sandi and I stood on the movie line, like other couples swathed in layer after layer of clothing that almost kept the biting wind from raising goosebumps on us. Gloves, scarves, boots, hats, zipped-up coats and parkas, sweaters, and thi...
Brooklyn stepped over the threshold into Jonathan's studio apartment. Oh, man, what am I doing here, Brooklyn thought. She had known this man for all of twenty minutes—met him in a coffee shop down the street—and here she was, standing in the doorway of his shabby apartment as he tried to push piles of dirty laundry under the bed and behind furniture. "Sor...
My wife and I were voyeurs. We loved filming anything and everything. Sometimes we would film ourselves having sex and even masturbating by ourselves. At 5‘7", long blond hair, and a 48DD cup, my wife is a very kinky woman. She actually brought up the idea of filming me and a student of mine having sex. I told her that it might be impossible for that to happ...
Thought it would be fun to switch gears and run this from Brooklyn's perspective. A little longer chapter for the long wait. Enjoy! The sun sank below the horizon forcing the air to shift with the kiss of night. It breathed life into listless stone, causing it to weaken and crack. Brooklyn felt himself awakening from a dreamless existence and shook himself...
Brooklyn It was almost eight, and I stretched languorously, trying to throw off the drowsiness that was attempting to drag me back into slumber. I didn't have to get up early today. For the first time in almost eight months, I had a few days off. I often worked seven days a week, but I didn't mind. My job was exceptionally rewarding, and while my hours and...