My work takes me away from home more than I’d like. A couple of times a year these travels take me to some of the nicer cities in Europe. The days involve hard negotiations while trying to fit into local cultures. Drinks, dinner and socializing seal the deal. I look forward to coming home days in advance of the actual return. I miss the warmth of your body...
I was recently reading a book where some of the characters kept an oral history. I believe that rather than write it, they simply archived their voice recordings. The phrase stuck in my mind and I thought it would be fun to write a story about Theresa's "oral history". There was a lot of back and forth before I was able to produce this (mostly) fictional acc...
For the first time ever, I've decided to re-write a story. I did submit this story a few months back, and I admit that I rushed it. It also didn't read very well. Anyway, I've sat and thought it through a bit better this time, also listing out all of the girls I met. Hopefully this time, I'll give you a better insight into the world of prostitution from a cu...
This is a true story. Only the names have been changed. This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. The story spans a period of about 5 months. I welcome advise on how to improve my writing. * * * * * I was a late bloomer. A very late bloomer. The first time I saw a lady nude, other than in pictures in Playboy and Penthouse, I was 26 years old. I...
An account of the impact of teenage abortion on two young lives, and the unforeseen consequences years later. * Why did you go through with it? Why did you do it? You didn't have to. And now you know you made a mistake. A terrible mistake. One that can never be undone. Ever. How sad. How stubborn. But I'll still love you, always. I can still see your beau...
CHAPTER 4: FOOD OF THE GODS The colony had spent the first six months tackling all the problems that any new group of settlers have no matter how well planned their settlement may be. Equipment shortages and malfunctions, injuries and sickness, unexpected extremes of conditions and a thousand and one variations on Murphy's Law, that had been found to be equ...
When I turned eighteen, I was a typical lanky young man, in good health and sex hormones out of control. I found a job as pool boy at an upscale condominium. My job was to keep the swimming pool clean, clean the filters check the chlorine, etc. I had to pick up around the pool empty beer bottles and cans, line up the chaise lounges neatly, that sort of thi...
All the names in this story are changed for the safety of those involved in the story... I never had any luck with girls when I was younger. Maybe it was because of my home situation or whatever. I had it hard the first 15 years of my life. I was beaten and molested which made it hard for me to be open with people and meet others because I was affraid of wh...
The next scene had Tammy and me as schoolgirls that were caught cheating. We were both given uniforms that were a couple of sizes too small and damn we looked sexy in our tight white blouse, blue skirt and red plaid tie. Tammy, for those who don't remember, was my protégé who I had mentored and we had both been through some punishment scenarios together....
The sparkling Christmas decorations that adorned the thick columns of the White House's employee entrance sent tingles down the spine of Syria Ngabo as she nervously made her way into the most recognizable residence in the world. "You've come a long way... Damn," the 23 year old fitness trainer gasped to herself as she tapped her fingers against the plasti...