Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
*Saturday* Although the house had gone to bed relatively early in anticipation of their day at the beach, for Jack it didn't equate to a long lie in. He awoke at around 5:00 next to Angela, and he spent a few moments luxuriating in her presence. He loved being nestled in behind her, feeling her skin against his, the gentle movements as she shifted in her sl...
I'm Desiree, and I'm a dancer. No, not a ballerina. And you won't see me in Broadway shows. Or backing up singers at rock concerts. The dancing I do is a bit more...exotic. Yeah, okay, I'm a stripper. Strippers traffic in fantasy. We embody fantasy. We facilitate it. We act it out. We ARE fantasy. Our audiences (usually men) see something in us that they wa...
George awoke in the same position he fell asleep in the night before. Their lovemaking last night was a first for them both. Never mind that it was the first time it went beyond oral sex. It was the first time that George had ever been ravaged by a woman. Carla found another part of herself that George was more than happy she had discovered. The dirty talk a...
Chapter One When I met my wife, Susan, she was a sweet, toe headed girl who seems entirely too nice to be in the bar that I frequented with a group of buddies, we were all there for one reason, get laid. I had gone up to speak with her for just one reason, she just seemed out of place. Out of all the freaks and sluts, I'd met there; she was a shining star i...
Theresa sighed as she dried her eyes from yet another crying session after talking to her daughter. It ended up with hurt feelings on both sides, as now was the norm anytime they talked. It seemed like an endless cycle, hurt feelings led to distance between them, which led to pain and so on. The easy answer that she knew when it all started (waiting for them...
Whilst clearing out my cellar getting ready to move into smaller premises, I came across an old suitcase full of photographs. A lot were of my family, but hidden deep behind a flap were some very private ones taken of an old flame when I was associated with the Scouts. Her name was Barbara and I can still see that cute button nose; that smile, those eyes......
Carl Joliet had been an avid film buff. It might have been one of the reasons he'd courted and married Jenny James: though she was a simple girl from a simple family she'd reminded him of Jayne Mansfield, and that, some people thought, was reason enough for him. They had been quite happy together, and in the fifth year of their marriage Jenny had given birth...
Part 1 - The young man Barry was in his early fifties. He stood about 6ft-1, and weighed nearly 300 pounds. He had brown hair going to gray, and green eyes. In his youth, he'd been considered handsome. Barry was also very lonely. He was struggling to cope after the loss of his wife nearly five years ago. His wife of 25 years was a companion he sorely misse...
"Don't forget the wine!" Femininity said to Nirvana, just before she flipped her mobile phone shut. She grinned, leaned forward and kissed Scheherazade gently on the forehead. "There are some benefits to having a best friend whose family is in the winemaking business!" Zade winked at Fem. "I especially enjoyed the dry red wines she brought to our dinner pa...