Preface: This is a work of fiction. All characters are simply a figment of my imagination. If one of the characters seems familiar, it is only because you are a well read individual possessing good taste. Dedication: To my special gal, she knows who she is. Part 1: Chapter 1: It was another of those sparkling San Diego days. The sun was shining, an...
Chapter 9 More than just a job and not all just dirty talk, Malcolm makes June a proposition. "There's nothing that you can do for me that I can't do for myself, June." "There's nothing I can do for you? I don't understand," she said looking at him. "Unless you're a contortionist and have a blowup doll at home, I can think of a couple of things that I ca...
Amelie had no idea that it had leaked. Not until everything started. She entered the subway carriage and as was her habit on the way home from the lab, ignored the empty seats and took hold of the overhead rail. She liked to stretch her legs, to ride the sway of the train, to loosen her taut muscles after her lunchtime squash match and too much sitting in t...
With Bess gone from his bed, Benni devotes himself to pulling various parties together to moving in a positive direction for parallel business development. He must win over Ralph who is holding a back-stabbing knife with Benni's name on it. Will Bess return to Benni's bed, or will he find someone else – the swine! Will she find someone else? This story appea...
Jane was a beautiful 28 year old raven haired woman who stood five and a half feet tall, had 32D breasts, and an athletic body supported by muscular legs that were themselves topped by a juncture of an ass that could crack walnuts and a shaved pussy that was both juicy and tight at the same time. She had just moved into the large Victorian home that was left...
I had been sat in the hotel lobby for a couple of hours, bored, just watching people come and go. I hated these business trips. There I was in a strange city, knowing nobody, hanging around waiting for business meetings. Out of all the people I had seen there were such a variety of people. Pensioners, young newly married couples, "Mr and Mrs Smith", and ther...
Life in the burning sands of metropolitan Dammam, Saudi Arabia, is complicated, especially for a queer Muslim woman. The Kingdom of Saudi Arabia is a forbidden place according to the Westerners I meet from time to time. I was born and raised there, so it’s essentially all I’ve ever known. Still, even with all the restrictions that are imposed upon Saudi Arab...
Cynthia Kolby was a very beautiful 28-year-old white woman. Born into wealth, she had never known what it was like to have to work for a living. Her family's wealth had always protected her from the rigors of daily living. But after graduating from college, with her Master's Degree in her slim white fingers, she found out that life was not all peaches and cr...
Somewhere, in a hotel room in an undisclosed corner of Gotham, Batman was tied up with Justice League business. At first glance, one might have assumed that this was merely a lovers' tryst, between two adults wanting affection. This was not the case. There was no love to be had here, though there was some affection. No, this was pure business. Business betw...
Chapter 4: Amanda's Mom in Action "What's the knife for?" Brian asked. "I'm going to measure you," she said, matter-of-factly. He let her undress him. She got down on her knees, knife in hand. "How should I go about this? When a guy says he'd nine inches, where does the measurement start?" "Just don't stab me with that," Brian laughed. "It's a butter kn...