This is the true story of a holiday camping trip in the summer of 1997 with my best friend Anna. I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday and it was a time when I was unsure of my sexuality and searching for answers. The events described mark a significant turning point in my life and helped me to begin to understand my sexuality and in particular prev...
The three of us sat in our van. Ann Marie had asked if we were up for more partying. How could we say no? I have to admit that I was secretly checking out Ann Marie during the party. She wore a beige blouse and a tight black miniskirt. She had a very strong sex appeal to her. Ann's body figure was not anywhere compared to Lori's; however, she had big breast,...
Back on Argos, Calisto shivered in fear. Having watched Demetrius be chained and taken away by the guards, she did as he had asked and stayed hidden in the quiet bush shrouded cove they had sought refuge in the night before. Waiting hours to make sure no guards were still present she spent a fitful night crouched under the palm trees, crying herself to sleep...
When I was on an exchange trip in Europe, I was dating for a very short time a German man, Peter, who was the scion of a wealthy industrial family. He was a playboy, but he lavished money on women and for a student traveling on a budget, to be whisked to the best restaurants and have entry into the best parties was too much to resist. I have to admit that I...
This is the ninth installment of my story about a family with an interesting dynamic. Herein you will see how, after all is said and done, things fall into place for the Professor and his family. ***** The Professor's Women Chapter Nine: The Pieces Fit and a New Love Thursday morning before he left for breakfast, Jackson called Saul on his 'device', usin...
Prologue My story is what the title indicates; one of love and the hard road that love can entail. It concerns a number of people all of whom have effects on each other, even though they may never meet. You will meet all of them. Meet Stephanie. To say that Stephanie is lovely is to understate the truth about her. It is not just to say she is physically l...
When Chief Cave Lion and his party reached the top of the ridge above the Mountain Valley after their first ascent, they could now look across a wide vista of valleys and hills peppered with bushes and thickets. There were patches of snow that had fallen earlier in the season but hadn't properly settled. Horse and antelope galloped over the coarse-leafed sav...
Don't stand to close to a paranoid is my advice. It catches. One night my friend, while leaning over his PC, decided to conduct an experiment (no doubt stoked by a considerable amount of book smarts, too little wisdom & too much esoterica):" Meme virus- unreality as infection my bosom bud, a downloadable paranoia" He spun in his swivel chair to stare me d...
Jonas Aemilianus Julius was worried. He had sent out a small patrol to investigate rumours of a group of wild women attacking supply routes and they had not returned. Summoning his lead Centurion, Julian Nerva Latinus he asked him if there had been any news. "Sir, there was a terrible storm last night and I expect they took shelter. They should be back soon....
Evadne Porter stretched luxuriantly in her well-used breeding bed as morning bought an end to another night of successful seed harvesting. Her orifices ached magnificently, a stored memory of every object that had pummeled and stretched her in the previous few hours. Time was she could remember the faces of all the participants in these celebratory trains of...