When Karen first talked about 'working with India', I assumed that she meant the country. But then, after the name had come up a couple more times, I realised that, while India was a country, the India that Karen was talking about was a woman. 'An artist,' Karen said. 'An illustrator. Fashion mainly. We worked together at O'Rourke's. I did the words and Ind...
She felt His fingers squeeze her throat and tears sprung to her eyes. She had been trying to avoid His eyes by staring at the TV across the room. But now, she could not avoid His eyes as she tried to pry His hands from her neck. He yanked her up to His face and hissed, "What did I tell you to do?" She had completed the task, but some part of her resented he...
"You get what you fucking deserve, bitch." The police officer said, raising her voice as she slapped Kasey across the face. Her cheek stung, but she enjoyed the stinging sensation. "You're the lowest of the low. Not one, but *two* unauthorized cumshots! You know better than most futas what happens when you cum. That's why we have to regulate it. Unchecked,...
My jazzy red sports coupe emerged from the car wash gleaming in the mid day sun. Thousands of water beads pooled and rolled off the automobile's slick polished surface like frenzied marbles in a bath tub. Five men set upon the vehicle with fluffy white towels, drying off the exterior the way they towel off sweaty prize fighters. I squeezed my thighs together...
My eyes stare at the keel. The quiet water is lapping the keel of the boat. Do boats make love? And why shouldn't they? Now, thinking over it, the water is licking the keel while the outboard penetrates the water. Yes, boats make love with water. The water is lightly rippled, like hips wigging slowly, like mine in fact. Venice is like a lover and that's wh...
I am writing this elegy to the Greece I love at a time when it is being carved up like a Christmas turkey by the forces of so-called "modernisation" that have already ravaged the USA and western Europe. I am sick at heart at what is being destroyed, and the people who are being reduced to poverty and desperation. What can I do? I am a storyteller, so I tell...
"Get in here, quick. My god, I was worried you weren't going to show up. You're always so punctual. When you're even two minutes late I start to freak out. Hurry up. Rob's going to be here in 20 minutes." Your eyes flash and your excitement hits me, a cold punch to the solar plexus. Heaving a breath, I feel the impact from my core through my limbs, igniting...
Next morning Tony wakes abruptly. Looks up to see Jill standing over him with a coffee in hand, dressed for work already. "How did things go with Anna last night?" she says, peering at him intently. "Oh. What do you mean?" Tony hesitates. How much does she know? "I mean, was she ok when you took her home?" Jill says. "That's all." "Oh," says Tony. "Yeah....
This day and age we're living in / Gives cause for apprehension / With speed and new invention / And things like fourth dimension. Yet we get a trifle weary / With Mr. Einstein's theory / So we must get down to earth at times / Relax, relieve the tension... And yet not too down to earth. A dream vacation, a luxurious fantasy, an escape from the mundane int...
Paul leaned up against his red sports car and watched Leah walk towards him. His cock was pressing against his pants and he could barely contain his excitement. Leah was wearing a red dress with matching high heels. She was tall and lean and had the most amazing breasts. They were a triple D and pressed against her dress. He had spent many nights titty fucki...