304 Victoria Street 13th May 2006 Dear Sean, I hope you're well. I'm delighted that you finally got that painting finished, and it was lovely of you to send me the photograph of it. It seems like so long ago I modeled for you, but it was only just before Christmas. Looking at the picture reminds me of how cold it was. What's your new studio like? Is it an...
I was a senior in college and going through a very tough time. My boyfriend of 6 years had just broken up with me and I was very distraught. I swear that I was crying to my mother on the phone every day for two weeks. Nothing could cheer me up...My best friend Kelly insisted that we should go to Florida for spring break and go wild. She promised me that it w...
Behind Blue Eyes -Part 1: The Tempest Gate- Like a drop of blood over alabaster skin, the fox fled across the desert. Burnt coal paws glided effortlessly along the worn line of indentation, all that was left of an ancient coach-road that once ran through this dry country. Any scant tracks she might have left in the alkali were quickly torn away by gyratin...
Amy's life had settled into an enjoyable routine, mainly focussed on indulgent chats with patients and frequent romps with her newfound Filipino friend. Ditzy, without ever intending to be, she rapidly became everyone's favourite nurse and, since political correctness held no sway within these private walls, attracted many a friendly pat on her perfectly fo...
It was like the many times before. He argued, she hurt, they screamed. As always it ended in a dead silence of cold wrath stretching in the hours ahead. But currently she wouldn't focus on the hurt or on the annoyance such situations always caused. They had a party to host; As a loving couple who defined #couple-goals for so many, as the couple of the year...
"I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the center." ― Kurt Vonnegut "What up, señor?" I launched my wee hour text into cyberspace. "Good morning, sir," came Vegas Vic's rejoinder. V-2 was enslaved graveyard shift ― five days a week. "What do you wanna work for?...
"Ooh girl yes this is just what I need to get my vacation popping off right!" I said dropping my floral sundress to the floor. "Yes girl I agree. What better way to start off our sun in the fun vacay on this glorious tropical island then to get a full body rub down made for a queen?" This was Amora and I first vacation together and we planned to let no min...
Here I am at another block party that Susan has thrown for the whole neighborhood. Susan isn't a very pretty woman. She doe's have a great body. I found out how great one night. But that is a different story. So here I am helping Susan clean up. You know me, mister helper. Plus it's an excuse to stay out later. I'm walking back to my house and decided to...
At the Beach © 2019 Victor Cabana God! She is SO gorgeous! Just lying there on her stomach beside me on the nearly deserted beach, her petite, shapely buttocks just sitting there, jutting up, taunting me, scarcely confined by her blue bikini bottoms. Her angelic face, framed by sun-streaked blond hair, is towards me, eyes closed. My left hand, still ting...
Dear Shoeblossom My first husband was an asphalt salesman; he sold cork flooring, too. I locked him in a plastic belt soon after we met; that much time on the road can make a man quite frisky. And of course you know the type. Ralph "Rip" Muztagh was a flirt from the word go. And he had what you'd call a long "cunt collar" amongst his friends. One of his...