It had been three months since he had captured us. Some would consider that time a living hell, if they knew what we have endured. However, I will share my story anyway. It started, as I said, three months ago. My friend and I were out for a walk through the kingdom one day. It was somewhat cool, in the mid-morning spring air. The flowers had just started...
Alessio was a 18 years old boy, after finishing high school, he decided University was not for him and moved to London to look for a job.. He just moved from Italy actually, and he was looking forward to his new job in the UK. He was a nice looking guy, 5ft 10, fit (he was a very sporty guy, playing football and going to the gym every day), and the Latin loo...
"In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to manDown to a sunless sea." - Samuel Taylor Coleridge The Xanadu may not be the 'Stately Pleasure Dome' of Kubla Khan's poetic decree but it is probably the best members-only sex club in the world. It is dedicated to the erotic pleasur...
This story came about because of an overwhelming desire to write a story for you. I don't know if it was because you needed it or I needed it, but here it is. * It had been a long 2 years, 3 months, and 1 week, but who was counting, right? It always amazed me how many things brought you to my mind. Sunflowers, the color blue (your eyes and your favorite...
I sat in my car, in normal annoying traffic. I had a stressful day and the stationary cars in front of me didn't make the day any better. My wife was going to be out of town for a few days for work, so I worked a little longer than normal. Once I left and made it to a main road I realized why I had subconsciously not left work after 4 PM. I contemplated just...
Chapter 1: The Arrest "I wasn't drunk -- I only had two glasses of wine!" It's impossible for me to count the number of times I have repeated those words in the past week. I have said them over and over to everybody but nobody believes me. It was just two glasses of wine. Red wine. The Ambrosia of the ages; now the poison of our times. It's been five year...
The doors of the Japanese Airlines jumbo were about to close and I relaxed in my comfortable first class seat. No one else in first class, that's great, I thought. My week here in Tokyo had been less than impressive with many meetings but only a few small deals to bring home to headquarters in L.A. At least, I thought, I would be undisturbed during this red-...
Dear readers. Thank you for receiving my first group of stories so positively. It has encouraged me to continue on with this tale, my latest endeavor. This story is VERY close to home, as you will see. More to come... * * * * * Joni Mitchell came out with an album named 'The Hissing of Summer Lawns' back in the middle seventies. I was wondering if it was a...
8. Eddie's Second Session The week since my wife's first session with Eddie passed quickly, and soon it was Friday again. Her surrogacy appointment with her virgin teenage client wasn't until 8:00 p.m., so we had a leisurely dinner at home and watched a little television before our nervous anticipation (yes, she admitted to some, too) started to set in. To...
Chapter 6: Tonight You Belong to Me Claire Belfield's husband, George, was in a sweat as he climbed the stairs in a brownstone on West 24th Street. He hated climbing stairs. Was she home or was she out? Maybe she wasn't home yet. He always liked it better when she was home. If she wasn't home he'd have to wait for her, and any time he spent alone in the bui...