Chapter 3: Are You a Polysexual? Questions & Answers Q: My husband and I fight a lot, and we're planning to get a divorce. I've fallen in love with another man, and we're planning to get married after my divorce is final. Sex with him is great. Actually, sex is pretty good with my husband, too. I just don't love him, and I can't get along with him, exce...
Six months later she was still pissed. No one had ever blown her off without so much as a "fuck you." What was worse, she'd trotted out most of what she'd thought was a rather impressive resume for this one. To no avail. Oh, sure, they'd gotten drunk, fucked liked minks, come all over themselves half the night. And no wonder. They'd built up enough tension i...
Tammy and Sherry were roommates since graduating high school and had always been best friends. These girls shared everything; clothes, cars, even boyfriends occasionally, and even went to college together and were roommates there as well. They also both sadly had the misfortune of graduating right in the middle of the worst economic depression in the United...
Chet was where he was nearly every Wednesday, enjoying draft ale during happy hour awaiting his nearly lifelong friend Mark. The pair had taken disparate paths from their high school and college days but their ritualistic Wednesdays at the Tufted Duck persevered and had become an important part of the week for both men even beyond its basic intent of allowin...
Mistress Mona looked at Denise. "The beach is only a few minutes walk, so how about you change into your swimsuit?" The trio went into their rooms to change. Sonny boy had not packed any swimming trunks and waited on the couch. Mistress Mona emerged. She wore a crimson red one-piece swimsuit. It accentuated her pert breasts and showed off her long legs. It...
This story might have been true; it might have been imagined. I can't remember any more. I needed to write it, and there may yet be more to come. "But to truly surrender, unconditionally and totally, to the desires of another? How could you do that? What about the trust...' Her voice trailed off into a murmur, her eyes lifted to her friend sitting opposite...
The soft, steady thud of hooves on the dry forest floor tapped out a slow rhythm as Duke Jedrek gently steered his mare's reins. The sound dissipated itself into the surroundings, leaving only the bird song to accompany his thoughts. He had been riding for an hour now, making his way deeper and deeper into the forest. There was nothing to worry about anymore...
Chief Cave Lion's dwelling was by far the largest in the village. It was a huge lattice of fallen tree trunks, tied together by cord and covered by sewn-together aurochs and rhinoceros hide. It was as large as five or six tepees meshed together. Although the harshness of the winter snow was usually enough to wreck most habitations in the village, the chief's...
The doorbell rang. Rick stood up and stretched; his back cracked with his movements. Scratching his side, the tall Italian looked down at the couch he had been napping on before shaking his head and grumbling under his breath. "Jenna!" he shouted. The doorbell rang again. "This girl is sorry, Master!" Jenna cried as she emerged from her bedroom in a bathrob...
IV "She sounds psychotic to me," Judith Somerfield said as they stepped out on the front porch. She didn't know what else to think... Todd Wakeman was shook up, confused, and while he couldn't quite put a finger on what had just happened -- he wasn't ready to jump on the psychiatric bandwagon just yet. "I don't know. She seems focused, almost intact, at l...