It was a month from graduation and I had been spending many late nights in the college library working to finish my senior project. As I walking into my silent dorm room, I scanned around for Bill, my roommate, and seeing no sign of him felt relieved. Bill was a sophomore and a horrible student, spending most of his time partying and staying up late. He was...
As an author are you a thief? Or a borrower? Or are you sharing? Or do your stories come from your imagination? Or is it plagiarism? Let us start with a few other terms thief, borrower, sharing, imagination or plagiarism. I will only use reference words as they are utilized for writing only. * Thief – cheat, crook, embezzler, pilferer, plunderer, swindler...
i'm a taker. i used to be a taker AND a stealer but monogamy eliminates the stealing angle. stealing is when you use wit, wile, guile and seduction to convince a girl to fuck you when she had no intention of doing so when the conversation started. better still if the temptation crossed her mind but she actively stamped it out...temporarily. stealing pussy i...
Years ago, I read about this city in southern France, where everybody was naked all the time. Everywhere. Not just the beach, but in stores, in restaurants, even the bank. I just had to check it out. My wife and I took the hovercraft over from London and then the TGV to Southern France. I had a reservation at one of the hotels, and was curious about how the...
It all started in my dorm room with my missing thong. . . You know how weird things tend to happen in college? How one day you are walking to class and a drunk student runs through the campus in a banana costume or worse butt-naked! All those stories you see from all the college life snaps that you never thought could happen to you! I never thought I would...
A red sun rose over the ocean as a soft wind blew thickening mist through the town. Faint shadows were cast upon the small outpost: huge black space ships, exotic aliens, and other things that haunted the frontier seemed to cascade over the buildings. Few dark clouds were thick enough to be seen through the thick mist. The red dirt of the planet was swept in...
My wife worked at the computing center for a major international bank and her employer lived by the age-old adage "Trust, but verify." She moved millions with a keystroke and her codes ran out of sight in the heart of the machine. She was watched, they all were, but there was so much complication in the work that it would be easy to cheat the firm and get ri...
By request, something a little different this time, though the structure is similar to the previous Bedtime Stories. This is an office role-play scenario for you to act out and respond to while you listen. You will want to dress in office-casual clothing: skirt, button-front blouse, matching lingerie. Heels and stockings if you prefer but no pantyhose. You...
You hadn't always been a wild girl, in fact you always saw yourself as conservative. But things certainly come into perspective very quickly when you're sucking a co-worker off behind a hedgerow, as college students pass by unknowingly, going about their business. This all started one summer in collage when you had landed that landscaping job over the summer...
Beautiful crisp spring weather and a glass of cool lemonade was all that a little sweet southern belle could ask for on this day of lazy contemplation. Breezy soft air collected perfume from the velvety rose garden with its splashes of fuchsia, shell pink, buttercup yellow, pale peach, and shocking red. The clumsy clouds with their oddball shapes like fluffy...