"He that falls into sin is a man; that grieves at it, is a saint; that boasteth of it, is a devil." -Thomas Fuller *** "It's a heart." Kennan turned the Valentine card over in his hand. "It doesn't look anything like a heart," he said. "No one would want to buy it if it looked like a real heart," said Brigid, stretching out on the seat; her long legs t...
Jessica had gone to the ladies room before Ramon left his office to talk privately with Carlos about giving the advertising contract to Barnes & Cunningham. As she stood there looking in the full length mirror her mind wandered back to her naughty afternoon encounter with Ramon. Ramon had taken Jessica to this nice Mexican restaurant for lunch. As they sat...
Lucy had the cab pull up to the curb of the post office; she had all her mail delivered here instead of at her home. She told him to wait while she exited and slowly walked up to steps and into the main lobby. Most of the male employees knew her and smiled; always eager to see her body. Today was no exception; she wore a curve fitting sheer silk dress that e...
The last of the arriving passengers had finally trickled out of the arrival gate at the Charles DeGaulle airport. 30th of December was not a particularly busy time for air traffic in Paris. Vitorrio DeLuca scanned the faces of every last passenger that passed by. What did she look like? They had not met or seen each other in seven years. Would she recogniz...
Stumbling along from one waitress job to another since high school, I seem destined to be stuck in the service of others. For the past two years of college, it’s been Libby’s Diner that’s been my purgatory. The money’s poor, but I do make a few extra bucks on the infrequent tips. The average tipper in Libby’s Diner sure as fuck had nothing to do with coining...
Authors Note... This is my first attempt to write a light easy reading fantasy that could perhaps include love and sensuality as well as being completely bizarre. It was my hope to be able to produce a "feel good" story. Please let me know by your comments if you think I have accomplished that. Thank you Trapper It was later then Marcie would have liked to...
Author's Note: Our heroine starts off somewhat discombobulated and somewhat unsexy. Do not fear! She gets quite sexy before the sexy sex begins. I'm not going to make you read a story about a grossified corpse. There are other stories for that. Now, read on...and enjoy. * Dart opened one eye and wondered if she was dead. After a few seconds of looking at t...
Millie at eighteen always tried to shock the others and her mother with outrageous comments and her hints about wild sexual behavior. Being the youngest, most of her words were bravado. Still her sisters and her mom, along with most of the people she knew, backed down giving her some thrilling power to stun and see shocked embarrassed eyes. Last week's date...
Fall evaporated into winter, then the spring rains soaked us for weeks making road construction next to impossible. Finally the warm breezes of the summer of 1967, allowed us to move full speed ahead on the project. Lots were selling briskly, and houses seemingly sprang from the earth along the man made canals. The commercial hub of the community had also s...
Thank you for editing, Pixel. ***** He lives down the hall from me. His hair is shaggy and blonde, sometimes hanging messily over his blue eyes. A scar splits his right eyebrow in half. Tattered jeans and block colored t-shirts appear to be the only clothing he owns. He moved in a month ago and through gossip I've learned he's an amiable guy, working as a...