You wouldn’t know it to look at me now, but I was a fiftyish, chubby, archeologist who spent most of his life digging in the southwestern desert for government wages as a civil servant. My name was Eric Stahl. My stamina was not what it was before, and when I got to cum, there wasn’t much but a dribble - not that I got a lot of opportunities out in the boond...
My name is Ariel Hauser. I was born and raised in the City of Johannesburg, Republic of South Africa. I am thirty nine years old and stand five-foot-six, very slim and fit, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. I am of German and Dutch descent. I hold a Master's degree in business from Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I studied...
MORE TRAGEDY It was just over a year later when Betty decided that she had had enough of the retail world and wanted to start her own law practice. Her dad hated to see her leave but he realized that she needed the independence. She wasn't going to leave town, just rent some office space and hang out her shingle. She found an office and rented some furnitu...
The name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who has lived in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for a decade. I'm heading to Canada in a few days. I'll stop by Buffalo first to get some things squared away. I'm glad to be leaving the city of Brockton. My once-beloved city has begun to disgust me. The racism...
This is the third episode in the Financial Planner series. I suggest you read My Financial Planner and I'm A Financial Planner first to understand the characters in this episode. Dear Nan, My name is Mike Jensen. My wife Ann suggested I call you regarding my life-long goal of someday resuming the piano lessons I so foolishly gave up back when I was in Juni...
Acknowledgment: My thanks to eluckenbach for editing. Here is a surprising statistic for you. More than five percent of all home mortgages are over thirty days late. In some geographic areas, over twenty percent of mortgages are behind with their lender. Most people didn't pay any attention to it, but Senate Bill 256 was signed into law on April 20, 2005....
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 y...
"And this is my wife Wendy," my husband Jamie said as a tall, athletic man with short, greying hair turned to greet me. "Hi Wendy, I'm Andy. Pleased to meet you." The man smiled, extending his hand. I shook it smiling back at my husband's new Boss, noting the sharp suit, white shirt, highly polished shoes and Mediterranean tan, as if he'd deliberately mod...
"Callahan!" Instinctively, the young reporter jumped at the sound of her editor's voice as he entered his office. She grabbed a notepad and pen, nearly fell over her chair, and scurried across the room. "What is it?" she asked at the doorway. "Sit down." The order wasn't even combined with a gesture, one of Phil Gibbons' most annoying habits, she thought...
Susan's hands trembled as she locked the office's main entrance door. She felt as if her heart would beat out of her chest as she waited for Lisa, the last employee at the law firm, to leave work. She felt as if Lisa was tormenting her by working late on a Friday night...Susan's night with Ms. Stanton. And, it was Lisa who caused Susan to be late with her fi...