This is a revision of a story that I submitted several years ago. The story was based on a compilation of letters sent to me by the lady who had lived it. It was a compelling and erotic story of love, hot sex and despair. Her recovery from despair had been affected in an unusual manner. * I met Lorraine online some years ago. At the time I was searching f...
I caught up with Maggie as she neared the stairs. I knew I was smiling after my encounter with the Laird. I couldn't help it. Maggie held her elderly arm out for me as she waited for me to begin climbing the steps. I don't know if it is because she is elderly, or because she just wanted me to hurry up. I glanced covertly at her as we climbed the steep steps,...
NB: There is still about 3 weeks left till the 60th day at this point in the story, so there is still time - in case any of you were wondering. For this chapter, there will be a lot of small scenes so you can imagine it like a movie zooming it on various moments as the characters battle on to survive. Hope you enjoy it! *** During her stay in Kirke's v...
I went into the gardening shop to get packets of kale, tomato and egg plant seeds. I stood at the counter waiting for one of the salesgirls to attend. Two young women became available at the same time and headed towards me, a fat light skinned Indian and a slim black girl. The black one reached me first. The fat Indian girl was obviously disappointed but shr...
Our story begins with a recent refurbishment of a local theater. The local tabloids had done recent articles on the theater: when it was first constructed, its passings of ownership, and its slow decay with the poor economic times. Our two lovebirds had first fallen in love at this theater. They had been following these news articles with building interest a...
Every man should have a hobby. Some guys like to collect stamps. Others climb mountains, scuba dive or garden. Me? My hobby is fucking old women. And like any worthwhile hobby, you've got to put the time in to make it worthwhile. I mean, if mountain climbing is your hobby, you know it's about more than standing on the peak of the mountain. It's preparatio...
I'm in bed fucking this bitch and she is older than my mother! Hell! Twenty years older than my mother. Flo claimed to be sixty but I'm sure she shaved a good five, maybe even ten years off her age. The bitch might actually be seventy! Seventy years old and still horny as a mountain goat. Hormones I guess. I just kept pounding away. Her pussy felt okay and...
... I felt like I was in the seventh heaven. I was still tied up on a stretching rack, but my head was gently resting in the bosom of my Mistress, while I was allowed to spoil the feet of her former teacher. Madame, the supposedly nice elderly lady from next door, lolled around lustfully on the throne. All three of us were in a trance and drifted in a sea of...
Chapter 1. The Emptiness Inside Sally the receptionist/nurse stuck her head round the door and said, "That was the last, Prue." Prudence cleaned down the examination table then washed her hands. A dog with "The Itch," a cat with an aching tooth, a snake that wouldn't eat and a budgerigar in its cage but already dead; that had been the evening's work. She w...
Kindness -- Chapter 2 In the last chapter, I asked for readers to send examples of folks who showed them unconditional kindness. As we all know, there are millions of people who work very hard on behalf of others everyday. But then there are those totally unexpected moments, some might call them "random acts of kindness," that happen. These acts show the ba...