The ride to Nicki's house wasn't nearly as complicated as she had led me to believe. We drove west on the highway for a mile or so, then turned north driving right past my police station. We continued a few more miles until we were in what I would call "the country." We drove by a number of barns and cows and even a farmer driving his tractor in after a hard...
My backpack weighed heavily on my shoulders as I shrugged it off and eased it to the ground. I removed my bottle of water and took a big long drink. I started swinging my arms in large circles, stretching the shoulder muscles, loosening them back up after my two mile hike. I gazed around at my surroundings, taking in the views of the majestic mountains risin...
Henry Lawson entered into the prison after a long day in court. He got a phone call from a client he barely remembered, but his assistant reminded him that he was on a hundred thousand dollar retainer, and promised twenty four seven service. The name was familiar, but he couldn't quite place it, as he read it off a card, he scribbled the name his assistant h...
Thinking back to the moment when I eased into the bubbling warm water of the hot tub, there was no way I could have predicted what was about to happen. My wife and I were on a cruise, our first cruise in fact, sailing over four days from Miami, to Key West, to Cancun, and then back to Miami. It was a fantastic experience. The ship and the destinations were...
The weather was unseasonably warm that Saturday in December as I headed over to Stop & Shop to do my weekly shop. When I left with bags of food the air had quite a nip to it and I remembered a time not too long ago when I was living on Oread street in Worcester, Mass. I was working security down on Southbridge street and it was a damn hot steamy night. The t...
There's no wild sex in this story, just some mature romance. For the formula stuff with all the four letter words, you'd best go elsewhere. This is a close to the truth, quiet story about an older man and woman who meet later in life. Both participants are over eighteen. Way, way over. * I'm officially an old man. I'm not angry about it but I'm not always...
"I like to dominate strong and handsome men, especially black men," Rona Akesuk said with a wicked smile, and the fifty-something Inuit woman, originally from the City of Iqaluit, Nunavut, leaned back in her chair while addressing her globe-spanning audience via web cam. As the only Inuit dominatrix in her hometown of Iqaluit, Mistress Ro catered to a broad...
My name is Allen. I have a twin brother named Alvin. We are "mirror" twins. I am right-handed; he is a leftie. I part my hair on the left; he parts his on the right. You men will get this part: I hang left; he hangs right. Yes, we are identical; thus we are "mirror twins." This story has its genesis in our first year of college. I went to a private college i...
Hi, there. My name is Steeves Volmar Cherenfant. I'm a big and tall Black man living in West Side of the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Not too far from Brockton Community High School. These days, I'm a Criminal Justice Student at UMass-Boston, having transferred there from Massasoit Community College. And I'm openly Bisexual. Even though I'm one fine Hait...
I don't know why every man I meet in the dating world wants me to dominate them. Just because I'm a six-foot-two, blonde-haired and green-eyed, athletically built Caucasian woman who gets called Amazon by onlookers at least once a day doesn't make me a dominatrix. I just want to make this painfully clear before we get started. My name is Hilda Von Rossbach a...