Ch. 05: A surprising encounter for both Saturday - Sunday Saturday began being a clear, somewhat crisp morning in comparison to the previous mornings since their arrival at the resort. In lieu of their usual morning shower, due to the lateness of their evening one, coupled with the unseasonably cool night, they decided to wash at the kitchen sink before he...
Thank you all for the wonderful feedback as always. You all are so supportive and wonderful and without all of you my writing would be like masturbating, lonely and mostly unfulfilling. Please feel free to comment and I will do my best to get back to you. I would like to give a special thank you to Tessie L'Amour for helping me look over the work to make sur...
Tavi's Talk Show Tavi relaxed back in her chair as the make-up artists fluttered around her. With her eyes either open or closed as they needed to make her look perfect, she let her mind go over the day's show. It was her 200th anniversary and she had been taking the entire month to go over the history of Prime and Possibility and the University. She had m...
They were three days out of Marseilles and it would not be long before they caught up with the Fleur de Gascony. During a brief sojourn in the city, Prince had ascertained that the French galleon carried a cargo of luxurious items; fine cognac and wines, opulent fabrics and jewellery that would fetch a handsome price in any market. Kitty had enjoyed her piq...
It was the fall of 2001. Some of my girlfriends and I had decided to go to a local professional wrestling event. The main event that night was between somebody named Buff Bagwell and this massive guy named Onyx. If anyone reads this and remembers that card, you'll remember me. It was not this match that got to me. Actually it was a match much earlier in the...
MEETING AMELIE On Sunday I slept in and woke up about 10AM. I still could not get over that I had fucked a transsexual the day before. It was eerie because Simone looked like a beautiful woman and the sex was great. I had made up my mind that I needed to be with Lina so I showered, dressed and called her on the phone. There was no answer at her apartment. I...
Paris... ah Paris... he had been in love with the city since that magical day in April fifty five years before when he had stepped off the train at the Gare du Nord and walked out of the station into the bustle of the busy streets of the capital. He was a country born and had lived all his life on his father's farm and his mother had decided that now he was...
People call me BC. Big Cat. A nickname I've had since I was a boy. However, during my years at art college I was known as 'Fluffer'. These are the stories of that time. Fluffer's tales. # To introduce you to Anne-Marie I need to take you back to the Saturday evening of the infamous weekend that I was both crushed by my ex, and "educated" by my best friend,...
"The new era began; the king was tried, doomed, and beheaded; the Republic of Liberty, Equality, Fraternity, or Death, declared victory against the world; the black flag waved night and day from the great towers of Notre Dame. Above all, one hideous figure grew as familiar as if it had been before the general gaze from the foundations of the world—the figure...
INTRODUCTION: Pam was raised by two very strict, old fashioned, Catholic parents, who sheltered and overly protected her, even by the standards of the 1950's and 60's. She wasn't permitted to have a boyfriend or even to date until she was a year from graduating from High School. The first and only boy she dated was Bob, who she ended up marrying. He was the...