The sun is glowing golden like most spring or fall evenings. I feel the coolness of the breeze stir the hairs at the nape of my neck. The grass is cold on my bare legs, and the crinkle of the leaves as the wind rushes gentle through them make me shiver with excitement. The soft pink anticipation of sunset is just starting to creep up on the horizon in the sa...
The Exhibit, a Tale of Dominica's Realm Part 1: The Demonstration "He got the idea from the story of Snow White," MzDominica explained, waving one hand over the glass coffin. It was on a platform and tilted at an angle of forty-five degrees, so the man inside had his head higher than his feet, making him easier to see, though he was not raised as high as D...
This is the final two days of my trip working with Trista. If you haven't read the other portions of this story, I would suggest it. Feedback is welcome, especially of the message variety as I would love to discuss these adventures. Otherwise if leaving public comments, please make them constructive. Thanks. -------------------------------------------...
The light breeze flitted like a disembodied spirit along the beach. Raising small eddies of fine, white sand that stood in it's path, it rolled along the shore looking for something to do. There was very little to do; the beach was deserted. Out of sheer boredom, the breeze licked the tops of the small rippling waves that gently cascaded onto the sand turnin...
Note: This story is the fourth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommen...
The sudden arrival of winter in the Southwest made Carlson walk slowly to the gate. He noticed the leaves toss themselves across his path, and listened to them rustle by. These were conversations he had forgotten to tune in to. Finally the Altadena hills were blanketed by snow, and the moon's own hills seemed sharper. The cold itself was like a conversation...
Before she went to bed that night, Jenny made sure to set her alarm for the time Kevin had told her – two o’clock – and placed it under her pillow. Her heart beat distractingly fast whenever she thought of what would happen, and she couldn’t force herself to sleep. All she could do was stare into the dark and think about what she had done, and she searched h...
My boss stuck his head in the door and told me to pack my bags. Sales had hooked a big fish and wanted someone from Tech Services to come to the final pitch to answer all of 'those' questions. Apparently it was my turn and no amount to complaining was going to get me out of it. The salespeople were leaving in the afternoon so that they could have the evenin...
Being bad was a slippery slope. I found myself slipping, and I couldn't seem to stop it. I sat between my parents at mass on Sunday and tried not to listen. Instead I counted the word "sin." Forty-seven sins. Father Michael said the word "sin" forty-seven times, and the one time he was practically yelling from the altar: "How tender is our flesh! How hard ou...
My name is Lulu! Hi there, I live in Sydney Australia and consider myself a straight normal guy that loves women just as much as the next guy. But... Last Friday night I went into the city for a few drinks with my mates after work and had a great night out running amok and just generally partying with my mates. At about midnight I was the only one left ou...