**Author's Note: What you are about to read almost happened. This is one of those little moments in life where we look back on and say "what if?" What if my friend hadn't brought her girlfriend home? What if I had gotten a ride back to college with another friend? What if I didn't have a girlfriend at the time? The characters portrayed herein are not only ba...
"Hey, I really, really appreciate this," said Emily as I hauled eleven plastic bags of groceries up the three steep flights of stairs to her apartment. "No prob," I grunted even as the handles of the heavy bags tore into my hands. It was now nearly three hours after she had asked me to help her pick up a few things at the store. "You rock!" she told me a...
Raven walked into her apartment and flopped down on her sofa (which has seen better days) with a little 'oomph'. "Why do all men have to be jerks, Diablo? Is it in their programming or something? Can't at least one of them want to have a decent conversation without staring at my body?" But, with her wild riot of auburn curls dancing around her shoulders,...
Damn, it was hot! There I was, sweat running down my forehead and half blinding my eyes, rendering the levelling staff a hundred yards away almost unreadable. I wondered whether it was worth it. I wondered whether the new community centre would ever be actually built. Whether any of the little Kenyan kids sat there quietly observing me would ever sit in a s...
I looked at Laura for a few moments not saying anything as we stood there outside the door to our casita. I was not going to ask the question again, but I was truly wondering what she had been up to the past day. I had only seen her for a few moments this morning when she came back to shower and change. For the first time in our married lives she had spent a...
Laura closed the door behind her and leaned against it, breathing hard. She felt its reassuring hardness press against her and the warmth of her apartment just start to seep into her wet clothes and warm her cold, damp body. It had been a long day. A long day and a hard day, full of irritating requests and difficult clients. She could take satisfaction in t...
Laura awoke to the same total blackness that had been with her since the lights were turned off the previous night. She had no way to determine what time it was, but assumed that it was probably morning because she felt completely rested and relaxed. Maybe she was a little sticky and had dried cum all over her legs, but she knew a shower would correct that a...
It’s difficult being the new guy in the office really. I mean, you may know your profession properly and be comfortable with what to do but you just don’t know the environment, the pecking order, who’s who and why. That’s how my first day at the new office was. To get me over this I had Bill. Bill was going to be sort of a colleague of mine and sort of a bo...
Maybe someone can shed some light on this one. I've thought about it a lot, and I'll confess - I just don't seem to get it. Is it the role models little girls grow up with? Is it buried among the subliminal messages young women pick up through pop culture? Is it what they think we want? Is it what we want? Or is it a behavior buried so deeply in their geneti...
My dear sister, Anya, I just realized it's rather irregular of me to use your name when addressing these letters. I think I am beginning to miss you. Are you beginning to miss me stopping by every other day to ask for a loan? Things are only getting stranger here on Ambrosia Ranch, now that I've arrived, but at least I know at long last what's going on her...