Thanks to all who gave your favorable responses to The Questionnaire. I am going to try to continue this in the only way I know how. * * * * * I spent the next three days riding through the countryside and trying to collect my thoughts about what had happened to Janet and myself. I felt sorry for Josh and Betty because of the kids. I didn't know how that...
Let's imagine a world where all the world's religious leaders decree tomorrow that eating is bad, sinful, and wrong, and moreover, that if you absolutely MUST eat, it can't be enjoyable, it has to be bland, without taste, and you have to eat in secret and in shame, and if you enjoy eating that you are a bad person. Almost immediately, your normal, healthy mi...
I was simply bored. There at a college pool party, looking like the hottest girl in the school, but all the good looking guys were already taken by some lucky bitch or another. "Why did I come here looking for some action?" I thought to myself "I haven't had even half decent sex for months now. What use is being a succubus if you can't get the decent guys?"...
When we had first got together our sex lives had been fairly plain and vanilla. I hadn't been about to tell her right off the bat about all my kinky fantasies that I'd like to get her involved in. She would probably have run a mile. Claire was a willing partner but had been fairly unadventurous in bed sticking with the missionary and occasionally climbing on...
When I woke up the morning after Jennifer's birthday, my thoughts kept going back to last night, and at the same time, moving forward. I realized that it was time to do something that was long over due. There was no doubt that it would be very painful for me, but hopefully at the same time it would be therapeutic. However knowing it was time, and actually do...
This story is an alternative perspective of a story written by Captain_Ron, entitled "Elise and My Roommates". All events written here are my own interpretation. They match up with the original story, but tell it from Elise's point of view. I've gotten permission from Captain_Ron to publish this story, with the caveat that future chapters of his story may or...
Driving her car up the coast, Connie felt good about this group coming to stay in her beautiful villa. She had nothing more than a good vibe from Debra's e-mails, but she just felt it...and her gut instincts were never far off-base. Debra--the apparent spokesperson for this vacationing group of eight, gave her much information through their correspondence. A...
The alarm clock rang but its sound was unnecessary. Jamie hadn't been able to sleep a wink last night, his thoughts clouded with confusion and fear. He was convinced that he was going crazy. That could be the only answer to what had happened yesterday. He'd spent the long night hours mulling over the previous day's events, alternating between the Twilight Zo...
Yes, you might say we're a bit of an odd couple: think Laura Bush meets George Harrison—except Cathy's husband isn't made of the same stuff presidents are made of, and I can't sing Happy Birthday without ruining the party. But we get on okay—as long as we don't talking politics, religion or country music! Sometimes it's a little disconcerting when I meet...
Denzel Mitchell was worried. It had been a few days since Patricia Kennedy, the mother of his girlfriend Melissa Kennedy, flew back to Rockhampton after a week staying with them in New York. Denzel thought that Patricia had spent the entire week judging him, constantly asking about his career, his family, his finances. He wasn't sure if he wanted to go on wi...