It seemed a little pointless going to a Tupperware party while we were in England since we’d only have to carry it home, it’s probably cheaper in the States and in any case, it wouldn’t get shipped in time, but since Kelley had been asked by one of her friends there was an obligation to turn up for at least 10 or 15 minutes. We pulled up outside the house at...
The following term after Leo had left, was one of the most exciting times I had, as the owner of a small, student boarding house. I have my late husband to thank for the situation I now find myself in. The scenario was a familiar one. I waited, for that time, one month before term was to start, when the college informed me of who would be boarding with me....
She awakens slowly. Somehow, she is standing, her wrists cuffed, hands pulled above her. Her arms strained, stretched almost painfully tight by the weight of her own body. She finds minor relief for her arms by standing on the tips of her toes, but soon discovers that standing on her tiptoes slowly and inexorably brings aching discomfort to the muscles in h...
I rang the doorbell and he came to the door. I smiled when I saw him, and I shrugged off my jacket, draping it over a chair as I came in. "Hi, Jessie." "Hey," I said. "I'm glad you decided to come." I was at my friend Philip's house. Under my jacket I was wearing a tight black skirt and a soft white tank top that showed off my golden-tanned shoulders. I...
I suppose you could say that time had taken its' toll. I didn't really blame David for everything, although at the time he may have thought I did. Don't get me wrong, we had had a strong relationship; love, friendship, the works. But time had weakened things between us. Maybe familiarity does breed contempt. Nobody can prepare you for life, not truly prepar...
Author's note: You may remember the Craig character from my story Craig's Scuba Dive in St. Barts. Craig is married and as an anniversary gift his wife gave him a wonderful dive trip with Francine. First, a little about myself, Craig is 31 years old, 6 ft and weighs about 150 lbs., with short blonde hair. This story is about Craig’s diving trip with Brend...
"HI," she smiled. They'd barely spoken before he was rummaging between her thighs with shaking hands, anxiously fondling the crease of her jeans. She was surprised by the sudden drive in his desire. One minute, smiling at the door, the next trying to open up her body, without so much as a warning. "This is interesting," she gasped as he pulled his other ar...
"Well, how is your search going on Kush?" Isa smirked deviously, her mouth twisting into a rueful half-smile. "Still haven't found a place to move in. That is why I wanted to see you." I said shaking my head. "Kush" Isa smiled brightly, "do you want to rent my place then?" "I do. But I will pay what you asked for only after you get that place fixed." I sa...
Tony Hammond drummed his fingers lightly on the wooden surface of the kitchen table as he waited. He checked his wrist watch for the third time in the same half hour; it was after midnight now and his apprehension was mounting fast. Earlier, Linda - Tony's wife of just two years - had called to say that she was going out after work and wouldn't be home until...
LA BELLE BELLE-SOEUR FRIDAY MORNING. Everybody had gone to Emile's chalet/camp in the mountains, on some lake about 100 miles away or so. I stayed back so I could talk to Phil, who was editor of bunch of pop-science journals, I often edited some of the stuff for his magazines. I figured I could take the train or maybe hitch a ride with my anthropologist sis...