When I woke, Ria was still asleep in my arms. I shifted position slightly, and she stirred, opening her eyes. "Morning, lover." I smiled, kissing the tip of her nose. "Morning yourself. Sleep OK?" "Never better." Ria pulled gently out of my arms, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'll get us some breakfast." She reached for her t-shirt. "Don't want to giv...
"Welcome to Taco Haven, may I take your order please?" the voice rang out of the talking taco speaker. "It is hard to believe the volume of shit-for-brains burritos you have created,"the driver of the SUV shouted back. "Excuse me, did you want to order now?" the voice clanged. "My sense tells me that you are just another dog damned closet queer, even thou...
My name is Heather Winston. Tonight, I'm making my lover Tyrone Wood's dreams come true. He's a six-foot-tall, good-looking, dark-skinned young black man with a very peculiar special interest. Which is basically a nice way of saying that he's got a weird fetish. See for yourselves, folks. He's really into racially themed domination and submission. When he fi...
This is part one of the first 'love scene' in a story I'm currently working on. 'Preacher Man' is about the relationship that develops between a senior pastor of an aging and struggling suburban congregation, and an agnostic Dominatrix. The preacher is a tormented soul - simultaneously wanting to be the perfect husband to his cold, asexual wife, but needing...
Chapter 05: Love's Price 7 years ago... "Why not?" Alaine screamed. "A knight's path is not suitable for a woman's feet. Return home and bear sons that might fight for the glory of our people." With that, the quartermaster turned away, leaving the young girl fuming. Whirling on her heel, she stormed out of the courtyard muttering curses that would net he...
“I’ll just leave the money on the desk. Is that all right?” Mrs. Markway asked as she slid her feet into her spectator pumps and adjusted her bra. “You were extra special today, Mr. Gregory. I’m surprised I can walk at all.” She looked at him stretched out on the bed as she buttoned her blouse. “Your stamina always astounds me. I must thank Mr. Powers for re...
Our next door neighbors were having an "adults only" birthday party and invited us, our close neighbors, people from their church, and other friends to attend. For the first few hours of the party we were catching up with our neighbors that we barely saw all winter and met a few new people and overall it was turning out to be a really good time. We were hang...
Thirty-three years ago, or thereabouts, I lost a friend. It didn't occur to me at the time that it would happen, but it did, and it has become one of life's great regrets. I didn't really want to admit it for all these years, but I ruined a wonderful relationship with a person who would have made a marvelous life-long friend. How did I do that? It was quite...
Ixchel woke up every morning to the honey, honey smell of flowers in every damn corner of the house. She used to like it. She used to like that brought flowers so often and that called her so often. She used to like the way that looked at her. There was joy behind every single glance that Margot and she exchanged. Ixchel shined and sparkled for Margot. All s...
The snow floated gently down on the assembly. The graves of those who had gone before, lie silently covered in their blankets of white. I stood against the chill of winter, my head bowed, contemplating. Contemplating life, contemplating death, contemplating the impact of one simple life upon this ball of mud called Earth. She was born, she lived, she died, i...