Will Jensen rolled up the window of his pickup as he turned onto Birch Road. It was dusk and though the air was warm and the wind calm, there was clearly a storm in the offing. He could feel it in his joints, even smell it in the air. A summer storm could rise up suddenly in those parts, filling the sky with furious bolts of lightning and booming claps of th...
I found the lamp at the Goodwill store behind Radio Shack on Emerson Drive. It was buried under a pile of brass junk. The lamp was tarnished and had a green spout, but I thought it was worth the fifty cents. That afternoon, when I sat down on the sofa with a polishing cloth, the first vigorous rub across the lamp's belly produced a thin vapor. I swatted at...
I never let her know. She asked questions like "Is it someone I know?". I would reply "No." When she asked a few days later if it was someone she had seen at some point I said "Yes." "Before or after?" was her next query. My response was "After." That drove her wild trying to figure out who it might have been. Actually, Rick saw her out in the sunligh...
After a bullying dad steals his son's girlfriend, he receives a fitting punishment. * Nine years ago when Jason was still a kid his parents had a major fallout, ultimately leading to their divorce. When his mother was deemed unfit to care for her child, Jason was forced to live with his abusive alcoholic father in his trailer. It wasn't easy but somehow h...
Six hours ago, I was dominating the hell out of my favorite submissive. A chubby, middle-aged white male named Clarence Wilson. An attorney living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, happily married to an Irish-born schoolteacher and the proud father of twin daughters. I had him face down and ass up in my dungeon/basement, laughing as I berated him w...
After making love, I like to look at my lover as he sleeps. Is that a weird thing? I certainly don't think so. My name is Alexandra Abdullah and I'm a young woman of Lebanese descent living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. Presently, I'm in the residence area at Carleton University, looking at my boyfriend Charles Jean Duchene as he sleeps. He's s...
It was a hot, humid afternoon and I was lazing around the house doing nothing in particular when the phone rang. "Hello" I said. "Hi, Matt. It's Nancy." Nancy was Lynn's mother. I had tutored Lynn during her senior year. "What are you doing today?" asked Nancy. "Oh, nothing really. Just hanging around the house trying to stay cool." I said. "Well, then...
Chapter 1: What Happened Last Night? The pain in my head was the first sensation to arouse my senses, a throbbing, dull ache reminiscent of a cheap champagne hangover. I groaned, beginning the mental calculations of figuring out exactly what I had done last night to warrant the hellacious day I was obviously about to have. I yawned, extending toes and finge...
As winter turned into spring that year, Katie was in the market for a new car. She has wanted a Jeep ever since she was a little kid and decided that it was finally time to treat herself. Car buying seemed like the perfect opportunity for some exposure to me. Unfortunately, Katie did not initially agree. Her point was that she did not want to set a precedent...
Anne was the first to awake the next morning. It dawned on her as she lay comfortably between the boys that her sojourn with them was nearly half over. With a start she realized that she would miss them. They had made her feel more attractive and desired than she had ever felt before. Despite their behavior the previous evening they were at heart good boys....