There is little that can scare me in this life. Except maybe loneliness. There is no cure for that and we're all vulnerable to it. Especially me. Side effect of being immortal, you see. My name is Amy Bigelow, but friends have been referring to me as Big Booty Amy for as long as I can remember. I'm a five-foot-eight, somewhat thick white chick with big tits,...
She twisted her finger nervously around a few loose strands of hair while speaking softly into the receiver. "Mr. Gamble, I must admit, I'm honoured that you are allowing me to do this story. Rumour has it you've turned down many a reporter." "Do not feel that you are any better then anyone else, Cassie," he shot back cruelly, "Conceit is not a becoming fea...
He watched her as she maneuvered her way through the room. The rhythm of her hips mesmerised him. For a moment it looked like she was coming straight to him. Her high cheekbones and deep blue eyes entranced him. Then she turned and disappeared into the crowded hall. Steve heard Marie chattering beside him. "It's a lovely party isn't it Steve? I wonder who t...
Chapter 5 - Heather takes morning refreshment It was time to visit Mark's garden again and do the gardening jobs he had agreed to undertake. Gary was a little nervous. Heather unnerved him a little. What if Mark was there with Heather? Mark was out but Heather was in, once more in her white dress. Gary wondered if she had panties on this time. He was none...
I've been playing the demo for ARMS this weekend, and it's really fun! I don't usually enjoy one-on-one fighting games, but it's surprisingly addictive, and the motion controls feel great. (For those who are unfamiliar: it's a boxing game where the fighters' arms are impossibly long, allowing you to punch each other from across the arena.) All of which is t...
ONE The purity of a woman is like a diamond, an unmarked mirror of the perfect first flower of spring – something to be looked upon with pleasure, very deep pleasure that is so exquisitely deep. It's an intrinsic pleasure that money can't buy. Martin Church had that long-winded and self-righteous thought as he waited in the restuarant for his lunch order t...
Camille's transport brought her to her door, which recognized the transponder implanted under her skin at birth and opened for her. As she entered her apartment, light intensified to her preferred level of brightness, her favorite music poured from invisible speakers, and the telewall in the parlor flickered to life on the station she most preferred. In the...
It was dark, raining like hell, thundering and lightning like I'd never seen before. I sure as hell wasn't going to try to find another campground in this weather, and to make things even worse, I was down to less than a quarter tank of gas. I'd already passed through two of those little Southern towns, you know the kind, where the "Welcome to" and "Popula...
Allison, the world champion South France, a TV set is improvised outdoors on a large balcony hanging over the sea. Bruce Stanton, the conductor of Bizarre Sports sits in front of a table with an eye-catching grown woman dressed in ragging jeans and a red bikini top made of narrow strings. The salty breeze coils around her torso and occasionally shapes her s...
* * * * * Click Here to listen the story. (13.5 min/RealMedia) You need the free Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * I was first introduced to online chat, IRC, by a friend of mine. At that time, I was, as always, like a curious little cat – wanting to know what is the fascination that made a number of my friends addicted to online chatting. I g...