5. The hardest part about starting a new relationship is learning how to fart silently again. Okay, maybe it's not THE toughest thing, but it's a tough one; when you've spent years' staying on your own, in the cheapest hotels, having to think about things like that comes as a shock to the system. Then, add the fact that you're not entirely sure what kind o...
1986 -Descending Into Darkness The year began well enough. I became a full partner in the practice. In May, Leah and I went down to the city (Manhattan). A Museum of Sex was opening in midtown. To help launch it, the Guggenheim had a special exhibit of feminine undergarments from medieval times to the present. It was a mind-blowing exhibit. I was most fasci...
Note: This story has some gay content. If that is a problem for you then click the back button now. * I don't get out much these days. Working full time while trying to start a business doesn't leave me much time or energy for a social life. Or a sex life. When my former coworker, Aphrodite, called and asked me to accompany her to a party my first reactio...
Author's Note: This is a story I wrote almost ten years ago and had completely forgotten about, recently discovering it while cleaning up my hard drive. It was going to be a multiple chapter series; however, thought it would make a perfect submission for the Halloween event so submitting in its entirety. I hope you enjoy and vote favorably! * "Mr. Wilcox?"...
"Hmmm...seen it, crap, crap, ohhh unrated version..." Paige smiled when she pictured what the look on Garrett's face would be like if she brought home a soft core porn movie. "I think I should soften him up before I bring home some porn, plus this looks really crappy. Hmm..." Paige continued her search while fantasizing about finally getting some action toni...
Prologue: King Hill Main Street had clearly seen better days, but were nowadays really so bad? Ronnie McBayne thought this to himself strode casually down the street. On his left, a handful of mostly modest homes, mere cottages you would say, stood surrounded by well-manicured lawns. People made and effort to keep up appearances and maintain some sense of...
(I apologize if this takes a while to get going. I'm trying to make this a continuing story, and I've got a lot of ground to cover. Enjoy!) * Six weeks later, I found myself leaving St. Louis, and headed back toward where Rochelle lived. For almost five hours while I drove across southern Missouri, all I could do was think about Rochelle -- actually, all I...
We continued our affair. Bea was an avid reader and since sex was now her favorite subject, she wanted me to get her all I could for her. I started her on "Lady Chatterly’s Lover" and Henry Miller but she was soon reading letters in men’s magazines and Nancy Friday. She gloried in the descriptions and would often sit naked in bed, her little half glasses ato...
Authors note: For a full description of the characters described read "The Peachtree Training Center" written by my alter ego Robyn Conners. It gives all the details and backgrounds. It's posted at other sites. The time frame for this story is three years after the original stories. It was less than a 30-minute drive to the Peachtree Estate. It sat about a...
Baron eyed the blazing sign of the local red neck bar. This was a perfect night to experiment or die. The sky was clear with brisk temperatures and intermittent wind. Swallowing his rising fear, he braced his shoulders while his fingers clenched around the small device in the palm of his hand. The faint vibration from the gadget warmed his palm and eased hi...