First Game It wasn't just black pride that made Greg keep his dick out in public, but a hatred of baseball--hand and cock, the fuck-you metaphor for the sport. Besides all of that, it was a beautiful day--sunny and too hot, one joyful setup anywhere else outside of the stadium. But inside, America's favorite pastime made the air feel as boiling as much as...
It was one of those chance happenings that was destined to have a profound affect on my life. My parents had departed for one of their long weekend trips, leaving my brother, Barry, and I alone to fend for ourselves. Before they departed, dad gave us one of his speeches about the place being ours and to have fun, but not to do what they would not do. Little...
The continued story of Norma Rogers, a young wife, mother and ATS officer, whose husband has been posted to Assam, thousands of miles away from her. She has no idea when or even whether she will see him again. She has been coping with a demanding job and, in the emergency, acted as an intelligence agent. In the closing days of the war she has been notified t...
The continuing story of Norma Rogers, living through the Second World War as a young mother alone, raising twins while holding a job as the head of a Voluntary Ambulance Unit in London. Also serving as an ATS officer she teaches methods of patient rescue from damaged buildings and transporting them. She has now been called upon to make contact with a German...
The wartime story of Norma and James Rogers and their twin babies continues as they struggle to remain a family, even though Norma and James are thousands of miles apart. Their only communication was heavily censored letters that took five or six weeks at a minimum to travel between the writer and the reader, ensuring that they had to make what could be far...
My life had changed a lot over the past two years. A new job, a new city, and a new romantic interest, were only three of the many transitions I had made. Claire, was the only girl I had dated through college. Deeply in love, we'd shared an off-campus apartment throughout our academic years. It saved us a lot of money, and filled our hearts with the securi...
In the progression of our lives we tend to think the wildest of times, and most sexually adventurous, are those years that come before twenty-five, but as I write this I realize that the most exciting chapters in my sexual exploration are just beginning. In the paragraphs that follow I will try to share the experiences and feelings of a woman who thought her...
It was an unseasonably chilly and dark day in the city, but I was rather comfortable and relaxed. As I sipped my scotch on the rocks and gazed at the clouds, I mused about the murder case that I had just solved. It wasn't a particularly difficult one as I had recently adopted a new theory on crime. There is always a woman involved. And women could make eve...
This story is set in the year 846 in Northern Italy. A brief glossary follows the story. Abbot Agostino winced as he made his way on the muddy track. A afternoon rain had dampened the trees and shrubs on the five mile path between the historic abbey of Ebovium and the simple hut of Niccólo the Priest. The Abbot's toes grew muddy in his leather sanda...
"Hey there, college man!" "Shari!" Marilyn screamed at a whisper before pulling her sister in her room and shutting the door behind them. "People in here don't know about my, um, secret. Gimme some time to let people know!" "OK, OK. I get your point. But you are a college MAN, right?" Shari replied, emphasizing her point by grabbing her sister's crotch and...