I fell in love with my wife on a holiday in Italy. I was visiting Florence for a few days five years ago. It was high summer, blazing hot, and I was walking along the Arno towards the Ponte Veccio when I first saw her. She is a stunning Florentine beauty. Mocha-skinned in the summer, with flowing raven locks and musty dark eyes. She also had curves to die f...
"You must die I alone am best! I hope ya flip some guy the bird He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve In front of the Beatles' tour bus A Bookmobile and a Mack truck Hauling hazardous biological waste The light turns red you have no brakes And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape So you can see the look on your face Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die...
We got in the car with no idea where we were heading. We just drove and drove, turning when one direction looked more promising than another. We drove till almost 10 o'clock and found a god-forsaken motel. Six hours later we were back on the road. We hit what used to be the Canadian border, then cut east across Maine into New Brunswick and Nova Scotia. We dr...
[Author's note : All characters in this story are fictional and depicted as over 18] * Four weeks ago I was a sulky blind kid who didn't have a date for his senior prom. Three weeks ago my fairy godmother said, "You shall go to the ball." Two weeks ago she went back to her own life, leaving me to get ready for college. One week ago I quit trying to make...
Dear Shoeblossom... I must write you about my tenant, Portia. She seems to have taken over the house...she's 23 and a hellion! I gritted my teeth, kneeling on hands and knees on the kitchen table as Portia's thick razor strop crashed against my tender bottom. She swung again, and it landed once again, and tears spurted out of my clenched lids. Can I be...
XXX Here and there To underscore her subordinate status Florence ate by herself in the kitchen. Then I ordered her into the dining room to clear away the remains of our meal. She was wearing her jeans and rugby shirt but of course had no bra since Wendy had not returned it. I watched how her unconstrained breasts filled the voluminous shirt; they did not p...
I can't believe how fast the last two years have gone by. Much to Sam and my surprise, the girls' boutiques have been incredibly successful. From their start two years ago they now have 4 locations in Paris and a new one opening in London. I've been a little preoccupied because I'm turning 70 next week and things between Sara and me haven't been the same f...
THE WELCOMING COMMITTEE I never thought I would marry a preacher, but Betty was something special. She preached, ministered, pastor-ed and kicked ass for her church, and somehow was able to keep me satisfied in the sack, which after my divorce, was something I never thought I could say about any individual. But she convinced me it may be possible to be happ...
Rick was looking forward to the promotion and it was all he talked about. My husband had been with Trans Canada Couriers for over five years as a driver and there was an opening for a supervisor coming up when old Ernie Green retired. Ed Karnack, the branch manager, had more or less implied Rick was on the short list to replace Ernie. The promotion meant a...
(It was 1892 and I, David Shaw, then aged 19 joined 'Maynard and Son, Purveyors to Gentlewomen and the Aristocracy' on Upper Richmond Road, Putney. The job involved providing 'underskirt services' to single women. This was my fifth day with the firm.) *** The next morning, my fifth day with Maynard's, I turned up at the office at 8 o'clock on the dot. One...