I started law school in 1962. I don't know if you know what a "hot wife" is, but Kathy, my first wife, could have invented the term. Some nights when I was studying, she'd pick a fight, storm out of the house, go downtown, pick some guy up and spend the night with him. I don't know if it was just one guy or if she was playing the field. Of course, this was...
The music is loud, almost too loud, the beat pounding through your body. You're not so much dancing as jerking in response to the vibrations. Someone keeps handing you drink after drink, and you keep drinking them. Some of them taste weird, like copper, you don't notice much more than that. The place is dark, so dark you can hardly see anyone else. Here and...
A cold thunderous wall rose up behind me a huge horrible wall, and it was all wrong to soon. A granite hand wrapped around the back of my head and finger clasped onto my face. Yanking me back off my knees, Father for whom else could it be, swept me across the floor. Talons of pain pierced my head, rage poured off him and a striped away any courage to fight....
All people in this story are at least 18 years of age I'm from Cincinnati. In the summer of 1985, the buzz in the city was over the Reds' Pete Rose. Rose had been re-acquired by the Reds in a trade with Montreal the previous August and owner Marge Schott immediately named him player/manager. Rose, a Cincinnati guy, had been signed by the Reds in 1960 and...
Copyright; Elizabeth Loring, August 11, 2006. All Rights Reserved. (No part of this story may be reproduced for any reason without explicit written permission from the author. Do not remove this copyright statement.) THE INTRODUCTION We sat in our swimsuits at the edge of the sofa, my daughter next to her boyfriend, another young man I met that evening sat...
I came home from work dead tired. A week's worth of 12-hour days had me beat and thinking of nothing but a cold beer and cuddling on the couch with my woman watching a little TV. She met me at the door and I could tell by the way her eyes were shining that she had different ideas for the night. One look at me though and she knew she would have to wait. Taki...
When Fyona fainted, I caught her easily, swung her into my arms and took her inside. I headed for the living room, deposited her on the couch, closed the front door and fetched her a glass of water from the kitchen. When I returned to her side, she was stirring, trying to sit upright. “Wait, Mrs. Washington. Don’t sit up too fast.” I leaned over her and my...
It's one a.m. as I step out of the bathtub, my skin is soft,warm, lightly scented...I walk to my closet and select a tiny black nightie from my collection...I think you'll like it, it's a new one that you haven't seen before...I just bought it...it probably won't matter anyway, they never stay on very long after you walk into the room...I also put on my coll...
Sadomasochist pyromaniac with a rage disorder and slightly homicidal tendencies. Felice was legally insane when she didn’t take her medication, which she usually just substituted a joint for. So of course I wanted her so bad I could taste it. When she was younger Felice was about 5’4, with ear length black hair, black eyes, a flattened nose that always made...
Edited by Rozezwild It started off when Andrew, my friend picked out a pair of shoes for me that I really liked. He was always sweet and thoughtful. Most people thought he was gay. I thought so to, but he never made comments about guys or anything like that. He knew how to dress and his hair was spiked with highlights. He would be pretty had he been a girl....