The young woman sitting in exam room 2 gripped the edge of the table with white knuckled hands. Directly in front of her, her left foot sat in an emesis basin, blood oozing from the wicked gash across her instep. Her great toe and the two next to it were blanched yellow and blue, since the blood destined for them was now leaking slowly into the basin. The...
At age 9, I contracted polio. At first I thought I was being punished for pretending to be crippled. For a year or so I had been using the slats from the bed and ace bandages to bind up my leg and walk around the house when no one was home. I had always been interested in people with disabilities. Never could understand why. When I left the hospital I was i...
Strong Sexual Content Sandra listened to the sounds around her as the elevator door closed. It sounded like everyone got off and she quietly asked if anyone was around. No one answered. Sandra is blind, by choice, and has been so for about 5 years. She is 43, about 5'6" tall and 113 lbs. She was on her way home from her doctor's office in the local hospital...
Chapter 1: "Set in Stone" Alli sat on a soft padded stool in front of her makeup mirror and sighed. She'd not slept very much for a couple of nights, now, and the decision she had finally made after years of denial had been, to her great surprise, one of the easiest things she'd ever done. Her stomach fluttered as she pursed her lips and frowned slightly in...
I sat in the old coffee house waiting. It just started raining outside and I could see people running to find shelter from the cold rainwater. It was pretty unusual to rain this time of the year. I felt like it reflected on the day I had ahead of me. Pretty unusual. I sat with in the far corner of the warm and cosy coffee shop, pretending to read a book my m...
With a gesture from her old and arthritic hand she drew a devotee to open the gate, then bowing deeply beckoned Leo to follow her. She led Leopold into the building, through a corridor carved with upturned elephants trunks into a chamber lavishly decorated with gaudy hangings and plush low sedan chairs. Scattered around the room were tall hookahs and on gild...
Dr Fielding rejoiced the day he had created the virtual character of Edward Coburg. Edward's homepage was as benign as that of the average doctoral candidate geek but buried in it was a smear of honey that trapped the juiciest of flies: an essay on political theory entitled 'The Neo of the neo-conservatives' movement'. Every year Dr Fielding set his third ye...
*WARNING- This story has some significant remarks related to race that might be offensive to some people. If you are sensitive to them, then please don't read this story. Because the intensity is bound to increase in upcoming parts. All characters are above 18 at the time of sex. ***** Rosabell, aged 42 and Doug Abraham, aged 45, are a rich and wealthy E...
Ch. I: Murder in 33-B Joseph Masterson, Ph.D., was a professor of religious studies at a major university in Los Angeles. He was a trim, alert handsome man of forty-three with a thin moustache, sharp eyes and impeccably dressed. He flashed around big-time money and had quite the eye for the ladies. Which is why Las Vegas was his favorite place and he made i...
This afternoon as I lay on the bed with her in the apartment on Ludlow Street I reflected on the perversity of my own desires. I don't know that you could say we were making love. Ms Puissage was lying, head on my belly, gently sucking my penis and I was absent-mindedly stroking her angular back, my thoughts drifting to my wife. I imagined Rachel kneeling by...