There comes a point in many writers' careers when they reflect on what they pen and why. I am at that point right now as I type this document. Perhaps you, the reader, are there with me. Whether or not, I hope you find lessons in these words. I hope you will understand that the opinions expressed herein are mine and that everything I say is merely a suggesti...
The house was not at all what they had been expecting. Of course, neither Steve nor Emily, if asked, would have been able to explain why they thought a sex therapist's home would be somehow different than that of a teacher, plumber or accountant. But being a sex therapist is one of those professions that often cause people to assume because your career is ou...
Emily sat, gloriously nude, on the massive oak conference table, short blonde hair catching the sun streaming through the glass wall. She pointed at a copy of an old map in front of her slender crossed legs as she talked. It hadn't been hard for Nuszsaecker to talk her out of her clothes, not after Deidre praised her spontaneous nudity at the club three da...
"The doctor will be right in to see you shortly, sir; just have a seat up there, please." Eric nodded as he stepped up onto the exam table and sat down, the crinkle of the tissue paper filling the room. He rolled down the sleeve of his shirt as the nurse closed the door behind her, sighing. It had taken a lot of convincing to get himself to go to a doctor f...
Day Four: It was something like late morning when we finally awoke, cold and shivering, naked on the mattress with only our mutual body heat to keep us warm. Luckily it was still summer. I lit the fire and made tea. The fire was a risk, the smoke from the chimney being visible to scavengers against the sky. However, warming us up was a priority. Tea was t...
"This has got to be the sickest stunt us Delts have ever pulled," Phoebe whispered. "Poor Colleen." "Shh," Brooke said. She watched Colleen through the gauzy curtain surrounding the bed. "I mean it," Phoebe said. "I could puke. How can she stay so cool?" "Because she's Colleen," Brooke snapped sotto voce. "She's our president and she's got Delta Sigma Eps...
Ben and Emily slept for hours. He was still tired from spending 6 months in that chamber healing from his injuries and she was just happy to have him back. When they finally awoke they had no idea what time it was or even what day it was. He opened his eyes to seeing Emily still asleep in his arms. She let out a small moan moving a little followed by what s...
Jeremy is by far the nicest guy I know. His warm eyes aren't afraid to look into mine. His touch is gentle, communicating respect. He has a great sense of humor even though he doesn't know any jokes. His humor comes from everyday life. He never misses any silly little thing that I do; he is always paying attention. Almost nothing is sexier than that. And he...
Apologies for the delay in producing this chapter. Sometimes life just gets in the way! I appreciate all those who have been kind enough to leave positive or constructive feedback. I hope that you all enjoy this one. ***** Things Ain't What They Used To Be Jessica need not have worried about Emily. The younger woman seemed to feel none of the doubts or...
Thank you for your comments, ideas, thumbs up and down - they drive more of these stories and are very much appreciated. ========================== Emily was a stark contrast to her boyfriend, Tim. In life and at present. He had brownish hair, hers were jet black. Tim had inherited a fast metabolism that allowed him to maintain a pretty lean physique wi...