Chapter 1 Dressed in black with a white collar and white-on-black nametag identifying her as Lucy, the slightly tentative waitress with a soft smile said goodbye and to call again, her eyelids fluttering. At that Ryan knew he only had to ask and she'd date him. Oh brother, act your age, the newcomer to the city mused. He'd welcome her company but that woul...
"So are you coming to my shoot today or not?" Lindsay shouted out her patio door to me as I finished taking her trash out. "Yeah, I'm coming, just needed to finish cleaning up around here." I sniped back at her, slipping past her into the living room of the guest house she rented. I was in a foul mood about the scene Lindsay was going to shoot today. I trie...
The double tap on the open office doorway caught my attention. Glancing up I found Mary Richards, American Literature professor and owner of a set of the finest natural C cup breasts that I'd ever had the privilege of playing with, standing in my doorway. "How was the summer?" she asked. "Good," I answered automatically without thinking. "Had a really good...
If you haven't read the previous installments of "Davy's On The Road Again", I suggest you read them so you can get up to speed. If you are too young, too prudish or not into reading about sex in its many combinations, then what are you doing here? ---------------------------------------- Hello, my friends. It's been a long season since we've communicated...
Chapter 1 MILF in Hiding Story of a sixty eight year old woman from a conservative background blossoming into a knockout MILF who craves the attention her 38E-22-33 body gets. * I became involved with this particular committee a year ago after my husband passed away from cancer. My name is Nellie. I am sixty eight years old, but I have to admit in all mod...
Apologies to William Faulkner for paraphrasing his title for my tale. ***** Prologue I opened my eyes and saw my grandson Matthew standing at the side of the bed. "Hi, Grampa! Mom, Grandma, Grampa opened his eyes!" My wife and Matthew's mother jumped up from their chairs and joined Matthew. I'm certain I was smiling; but it was hard to tell what with th...
For all of you who have followed this story since the beginning, those of you who have discovered it along the way, and those of you who will find it in the future, I appreciate your readership. This is the final chapter of UCLA to Big D. I strongly encourage you to read the epilogue as well...the final chapter is dedicated to all of you supposed know-it-all...
Nissi "Hey, did you forget to sleep again?" A voice rumbled from over my left shoulder. I glanced at the clock displayed on the terminal screen, which told me it was just past six in the morning. I had been running pharmacological simulations on one of Todai's servers of the action beta-amyloid treatment that my team had been developing for the past few we...
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"You'll be paid five dollars a week, with room and board." The Lord of the House led him down a maze of dirty corridors. They passed doors lying off their hinges, and some barely affixed. The plaster was falling from the walls in places, oil lamps left carbon stains on the low ceiling. In short, the place was a dump. But that wasn't to say it was beyond repa...