I work shift work so the hours that I'm at gym vary widely. I'd roll up there morning, afternoon or late evening, all depending on what shift I was currently on. For the current week I'm at the gym very late in the evening, a time most gym users are long gone. Offsetting not having the company of fellow sufferers, I do have the advantage that most of the equ...
Angie is a nice kid. She may only be sixteen but she shows a maturity beyond her years and is definitely going to make something of her life. She has a touch of real artistry in her and, although I hate to admit it, she is a far better photographer than me. She can take pictures on her little automatic that I can't even touch with my good equipment. She was...
Justice Marshall licked her lips, this was the last case on the docket. The beautiful raven haired judge had cleared the court room of all spectators except for her female ball if Jane. "Bring them in," she instructed. The door opened and Amber Kelly and her attorney entered the room. Amber was a beautiful blond prostitute who had done quite well for herse...
"I can't believe it," Emma Edwards said to herself as she sat on the couch in the Alpha Omega Phi House. Emma was an energetic and plucky girl who had just started her freshman year of college at Magnus University, only to have her mother tell her that she comes from a long line of Witches! "You better believe it!" Mia Coleman, a sophomor...
Earth witnessed a massive meteor shower in 1950 which brought along with it extraterrestrial life, albeit as unicellular organisms, several of which crashed as meteorites in Central Asian, East Asian and South Asian countries with a few of them landing in the North and the South Americas. These single-celled organisms had a lot of similarities with viruses o...
'I am ready, Sir.' I texted on my cell phone. 'Room 28.' A few moments later, the cell phone pinged and a return message appeared. 'You know what to do -- I'll be there very soon.' I took a shuddering breath and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. An angry frown marred the soft made up sissy face looking back at me, framed as it was by dark straight h...
In the Attic Spenlow thought of beautiful Marigold, and how she'd run her pale pink nails all over his cock as he'd been tied down. She'd be in one of her snug powder blue T-shirts, and licking her lips, tossing her long hair behind her shoulder, and he'd squirm, but be completely in her power. I'd started out with them fucking like rabbits, and then she'd...
Chapter 4: He Sorts Her Out 'Babe? Why r u ignoring me?' read the text from Stuart. Leslie deleted it straight away before she had a chance to hesitate. It was Monday now; last Wednesday was the last time she'd spoken to him, right after he'd fucked her in the school toilets. Over the last few days, she recalled the events in her head over and over, almost...
SO... I'd hoped for a pleasant-enough atmosphere, a pretty masseuse, maybe a little something extra - the on-line add did seem to hint at such promise - and a decent massage. I got two of the three. And a girlfriend. The spa, unlike so many of those typically advertised, was in fact a spa. It was full of contradictions in both design and intent. For starter...
You know you're in trouble when your wife snuggles up to you and says, "Sweetheart." You don't want to know what she's going to say but you know you're not going to escape so you very cautiously say, "Yes?" "The amalgamation of my company with Anderson's Beavers and Brains is going ahead." "That's great news, honey," you say, relieved it was just somethin...