Somewhere in Greater London, 30 years from now, a cool April morning... "Beep! Beep! Beep!" Elizabeth groaned at the shrill, insistent sound of the alarm. She rolled over towards the bedside table, her fingers fumbling around in the semi-darkness until they found the Snooze button. She pulled the duvet back up to her chin and rolled back to her husband's s...
She supposed she should have stopped to think about things first. But that seemed like something another Hazel, in another lifetime, another body and another mind would have done. She hadn't even hesitated -- after the old man had left, she had hurried over to her neighbour's flat to retrieve her bag, in which she had stashed the djinn's doll. She hadn't e...
“Eight…. Nine…. Ten.” With a resounding THUD Scott let the bar fall back into place on the rack. He and his training partner Justin were doing arms this morning, which was usually a very enjoyable workout, but Scott’s head was not in it, and Justin could tell. “What the hell’s the matter with you today? It’s not like you to be distracted during a workout, b...
I am, and I'm being completely honest here, beautiful. I know I can't take the credit for that, it's just the way nature made me, but that doesn't make me any the less lovely. It's plain for me to see that those people who say beauty isn't everything or, beauty is only skin deep, just don't know what it means to be truly beautiful. Everyone admires you and w...
Author's note: All characters appearing in this story are 18 years of age or older. All events and characters in this work are fictitious. All resemblance to real events and people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * When I was young, I thought I would go to college, land my dream job, fall in love with a beautiful woman, get married, and live happ...
Entry 1 My name is Alexis. I'm a 19 year old girl. My name is Alexander. I'm a 19 year old boy. I should explain. I, that is Alexis-I, and Alexander, well, we share a body. We think of ourselves as brother and sister, but it's definitely more complicated than that. It may sound like something out of an anime or a science-fiction film, but when I sneeze, I...
Prologue An eighteen year old Charlie sat on the side of his bed holding his head in his hands. He was an emotional mess, crying and laughing in turn. The only thing he knew for sure was that he was alive. God, how could he go on. In the next room he could hear the racket the old bed made as his parents pounded each other with the violence of their love mak...
This is only fantasy of a fast cascade into a swinging lifestyle and the imaginary return to a fictional former relationship for my shy wife. None of the events are true and this is nothing more than the followup to the first fantasy post. But "What If?" is a full mix of colliding ideas of interracial, wife sharing, full swinging and just plain letting loose...
It was the night of Alison's weekly bridge club meeting. The club met every week in Alison's living room. During the bridge game, Alison's house husband, Little Billy, always waited on Alison and her girlfriends, bringing pitchers of daiquiris and other refreshments. Little Billy hadn't had a job in years, not since marrying Alison. Alison was a high powered...
As can happen at 1am, my fiancée, Christina, and I were hungry and decided to go out to eat. It was transitioning from a Saturday night to a Sunday morning, so we knew there was a chance we could encounter an interesting crowd at whatever restaurant we patronized. Given the hour, our choices were also relatively slim: Perkin's, Denny's, Waffle House, and IHO...