Spring was changing into early summer as Ngaio Ogilvie (Ngaio was so-named because her mom didn't want her children with the surname of Smith having common first names) walked down to the riverside glade and removed all her clothing apart from her panties. The sun soon warmed her body and she believed this process lifted her vitamin A level. She checked her...
As a nurse, I have the perfect job. I love helping people, and with all due modesty, I'm pretty good at it. Once in awhile, however, I can't help but indulge an infatuation I have with the sexual awakening that occurs during young adulthood. I'm hesitant to admit it, but at some level these gut-based feelings probably have something to do with why I ended up...
Feedback is welcome through the link below. Right after the shower incident I raced back to work and was a complete waste of space for the rest of the day as my mind was reliving what had happened. Part of me was pissed with myself for not having stroked for Sanne the rest of me was unsure what to do next. That night Sanne asked if Dee and I would like to...
If a Muslim man can date or even marry a Christian woman or a Jewish woman, why can't a Muslim woman do the same thing with a Christian man or a Jewish man? Aren't they "People of the Book" too, according to Islam? That's the question Mona Wahid asked herself for the thousandth time as she walked through the crowded hallways of Carleton University in the Cit...
The coach and Tamica spent Saturday night at the cabin and returned to Lakeville Sunday. In an effort to make sure no one suspected a thing, Tamica left more than a couple hours before Bret. He was the hoping that come Monday morning, she would act like Monique had acted a couple weeks earlier: as if nothing had happened over the weekend. He was right. Tami...
This story was written by myself on another site under the pen name of "Col. Jack Harrison". Debbie Kendall woke up on the first full day of her internment to the screaming of an angry roommate. She had quite forgotten, except in some of her nightmares, that she was now Jane's bitch. Ms. Mensch intended to dominate and use her as she saw fit. Apparently, t...
There were actually two versions of this written, and what took me so long was deciding which version to post. If I get requests for it, I may post the alternate, although I feel this is a clearer and more reasonable ending considering the characters at hand. I call this the last of the Monk tales -- there may be more. However, this will be the last of them...
This is a true story. Several years ago, I exposed myself to my best friend’s girlfriend, Shelly. When Mike and Shelly bought a little house, I moved in to help them with the mortgage. I had a small bedroom right off of the kitchen. I considered Mike and Shelly very good friends. I had known them a few years and we got along great. They were one of those co...
Scott Chang was bored. He was sitting in his apartment bedroom fiddling with some old action figures, Iron Man and Batman. There wasn't much to do. Now in his mid-20's, the craziness of college life had slowed down. He wasn't seeing anyone, so he didn't have much to do on the weekends. Looks like a bummer night inside the apartment. He slowly turned around...
The first hint of something going on with my wife was at an outing at the VFW. A guy who I only knew by the first name, came up to me, and said, "You don't look sick to me," When I queried what he meant by that. He explained, "Oh I have a friend who works with your wife in real estate, and she tells everybody you are on your last legs. As I said, you don't l...