{Been awhile, I haven't been writing as much as normal and you will see why if you bother to read this. Back to normal now though, and not a hell of a lot of sex in this story. Anyway, this rambles, and I get accused of that a lot. I am 68 years old, and I can ramble if I want to, so there. Besides, I write just like I talk, and I can switch subjects in th...
~Saturday Night at the Opal Hotel's Blue Note Bar & Lounge~ "Cock size," Mia said, unflinching as if she had just ordered a Coke. The guy seated across from her wearing the suede vest and grey tam --what was up with that, by the way?-- sputtered his water back into his glass. Wiping the dribble from the bottom of his lip, he coughed, "I...what? Seriously?"...
Author's Note: This story, 'Calypso,' is an alternate version of a story I wrote for this site years ago under my original handle, bluefox07, called 'The Finer Points of Sheila.' Originally, I had intended to simply polish up and flesh out the original story, but over the years as I worked on it, the story evolved and became its own beast. It became a whole...
"We aren't paying your leave, so use it or lose it Geoff." This was not what I wanted. I didn't have the money to go on holiday, so if I was not going to lose my leave, it would be two weeks at home. Television, reading, cruising the net and maybe a beer or three at the weekends. Since Lucy and I had split up nine months previously, home was not my favour...
This story is copyright 2009 by (lipsticked11). All rights reserved. No reposting without permission. * I am owned by a dominant couple and their niece and used as a live-in maid, cook, and sexual slave. My name was Michael, now I am Michelle. This is my story: When I was 35, my wife Connie and I lived next door to another married couple, Denise and Steve...
"Lynney! What's getting into you! I told you nothing was wrong, why don't you trust me!" he shouted, following her to the dining room table, where the laptop was plugged in. "I guess I can't have it both ways. I can't have you spoil me and baby me, and then not get mad when you talk to me like I'm a child when I know something is going on! Come on. I wasn'...
PART 1 Hugo Long was coiled up in the back seat around his favorite log. The Autumn sun flickered over the prize winning boa constrictor as the car swerved over the river and through the woods. The librarian suggested, but did not insist, that he take the unwieldy piece of driftwood to keep Hugo at ease. It seemed to be working. Ziggy Odyssey was driving....
As usual, I don't have any idea where this one came from. ***** "Happy birthday, bro." It was a paid subscription to a dating service. A really high priced service, with guarantees of strict confidentiality and carefully screened members. I wasn't smiling. She saw. "Come on now, don't be like that. It's been fourteen months. Have you even gone on a date...
Dear Readers, Thank you for all the great emails and feedback everyone has sent my way. Lots of provocative discussions as well as welcome kudos, so please keep it all coming; I really enjoy it all. In answer to one poster's question, at this point, I have about 26 chapters outlined. However, as I am going along, I'm starting to get a little bored with th...
SO FAR: Ryan and Maggie decide on a near-instant wedding in a private ceremony and honeymoon five nights in Fiji before returning to supervise the transformation of the publishing company into a much larger enterprise. General manager Angus McCrum was called into the boardroom of the Melbourne-based South Pacific Magazine and Provincial Newspaper Publishing...