Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: Everyone says that it was one of the most memorable weeks of their life. A lot of things, significant things, happened in a very short time. Then it was a matter of picking up the pieces. Dad calls it his mosaic. Chapter 8 -- Making a Mosaic Sheila: Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. I shut the damned clock off. This time it wok...
When they first met, there was electricity between them. When they gazed at one another, it was there, and when they touched, it was there. It almost goes without saying that this electricity was also present in their lovemaking. More than once he had said that he felt under her spell, totally captivated, and for him this was a good thing. Every day they m...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is pur...
Author's Note: This is the fourth story in the chain "A game within a game." Characters: Rob - main character Helena - his wife Marion - widow; very much in love with Rob Cathy - friend (psychiatrist) Kim - friend (local doctor) Kate - sister of Helena Carmen - friend; member of the circle (women society) Bridget - friend; owner of a theater shop...
Author's Note: Welcome to the first of four or five chapters about a relationship between consenting adult (and fictional) women. This first chapter is to introduce the characters and set the stage for a deeper dive into their relationship. I'll be posting new chapters weekly (-ish). I'm just starting out as an author, so I welcome all feedback and suggesti...
Wallflower After surveying my wardrobe choice my best friend threw up her hands in resignation and wailed, "I thought I told you to wear something sexy tonight?" I'm not surprised that she disapproves of my outfit. I went for comfortable and casual, a simple blouse and jeans. Nothing says sexy like understated simplicity. Right? Cassandra obviously had so...
Chapter Seven Growth of Pain Sally woke before Valerie, but had no desire to leave her lover. She rested against Valerie's body and took in the sight and sound of the sleeping woman, bound, yet free to be who she really was. The smell of old sex was thick in the air, acrid with time. Her hands absentmindedly caressed Valerie's arms and legs, belly and face...
My wish is granted. "Just the vibrators first, Emma." HE plugs the dialled boxes, attached to the wires trailing from between my splayed legs, into a pair of wall-sockets and . . . ("JUST the vibrators. I do not understand.") . . . twists the left-most dials on the boxes half a turn. The imitation cocks start to buzz and shake in my well-stuffed holes....
White Buddha: Portrait of an ESL Teacher in China "Melvin..." "Where was he from?" "Portland, Oregon." "That's weird." "It's a weird place..." "But he hated Portland, like, really, really hated Portland, always shitted on its hipsters, and politically correct, passive aggressive people..." "He certainly was not passive aggressive." "Wasn't he...
***** Author's Notes: In these stories I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...