It was the night of the highest tide, where the cool grass of the Carrough Faire met with the icy seas of the Laithe Bay. The night when the waxing moon silhouetted the three ships of Erised from the small seaside town. The trade winds filled tired sails and ruffled the blonde haired sailors aboard, eager for their homes. It was on this night that Ada s...
She had just returned from the bathtub, where they had both taken the opportunity to clean up a little and to prepare for what she had requested, an evening full of oral pleasure. She soaked in the bubble bath for a while allowing her imagination to run wild while he prepared his goodies for their evening. They were in a hotel room. While some can be plain...
(Boston/Cambridge residents will note that this story is set in the early 1980's, when the MBTA Red Line Extension was still under construction. Apologies for any mis-remembered details.) * * * * * Click Here to listen. (15 min/mp3) * * * * * February—the cold, dark heart of winter in Boston. And tonight it was so cold--well below zero--that the w...
Her hands sliding over his shoulders spreading the oil, her fingers slippery, kneading the tightness from his strong muscles. He can feel the weight of her on the back of his thighs, sense each time she leans forward to reach his shoulders. His thighs trapped between hers, their flesh pressed together. As she stretches forward he can feel the heat from her b...
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He could see the SUV coming to halt at the gates and puts his cup of Turkish coffee down expecting the buzz on the prompter. He buzzes him right back and the tall gates open. As the truck creeps up the winding driveway, he watches on the security monitor and wipes the corners of his mouth, hopping up from the chair. He has more keys than a janitor but his...
"Don't tell me the odds!" Lieutenant Commander Frevik Targon snarled. His commanding officer was trying to stop him from going out to find her. It wasn't going to happen. He was going to find her or die trying. "Frevik, don't be a goddamned idiot! I can't afford to lose two people!" "Dammit, Maneh! She's my responsibility. I sent her out there and I'll be...
This is a completely true story without any exaggerations or embellishments. And I guess the only reason I am sharing it here is, today I drove along the interstate, right past the spot where this happened some years back. I have told it to a few friends and ex-lovers who always get a kick out of the story. And it does not have any information that could ide...
I loaded the last bit of hay onto the truck, and I wiped the sweat from my brow, and took in a deep breath. The air smelled like hay, mixed with the earth, and animal, it made this place feel more like home. "I'm glad to see that you still aren't afraid to get your hands dirty Seren," I turned and smile at my father. He was a big man standing over six feet...
It was a warm and sunny day. Agla had been up hiking in the mountains, enjoying the quiet and solitude of the hills. She loved the atmosphere, being all by herself, letting herself be drawn in by the majestic presence of the age old monuments of earth's history. Silent, powerful, jagged, a times even a hint of threatening, and always making her feel a little...