Author's note: All participants in sexual activities in this story are at least 18. The story takes place in 2009, after the straight-to-DVD release of "Dukes of Hazzard: The Beginning." And, on a trivial side note, even though April Scott portrays a younger version of Daisy Duke than Jessica Simpson, she was actually a year older than Jessica was when they...
I just recently ended my longtime subscription to Hustler magazine, and I couldn't be happier! I also considered ending my longtime subscription to Playboy magazine, but I very reluctantly went ahead and renewed because of their nude celebrity pictorials, which, as far as I'm concerned, is the only good thing about the magazine anymore. Playboy and Hustler h...
This was my sophomore year at a reasonably well known East Coast College an institution known just as much for its academics as its sports. I got in as a legacy seeing as may dad went here but would have stood just as much chance on my own having solid grades and a exemplary high school sports career. I was good enough that they gave me my shot at college fo...
The Château "The Promised Land always lies on the other side of a wilderness." — Havelock Ellis, The Dance of Life From the window in the tower I could see out over all of the estate. Surrounding the big house were manicured lawns dotted with tidily trimmed shrubs and bordered by dense woodland. A gravel driveway circled in front of the porch before veer...
2 days pass. It's Friday evening. I arrive at the company and see Daniël and Julian standing at the entrance. I wave. "Hey," I say when I reach them. I both give them a kiss to greet them. "Waiting on me?" I ask. "Yup, we were," Daniël says. "We'll take the car. You can join me if you want. Since you haven't seen my car yet," Daniël suggests. "Or you can...
Author's notes: the setting should be familiar to anyone who shares my alma mater, and I've tried to be accurate. Dinner is one I had, but not at Downing; the flat exists, but Hazel never lived there; my old room is accurately depicted. Hazel herself exists. The events? I'll leave you to guess. -x- Most work trips away from home, I dislike. Unfamiliar be...
1. Months Later She sent him a text. Nothing flashy. Just a few simple words. Peter's with the Avengers. He'll be busy for a while. It was an invitation. One that a red-blooded young man like Miles couldn't refuse. So the webslinger came swinging by the Parker apartment. It was routine at this point, a tradition for the two of them that had been going on...
* * * * * * * * * * A paranoid, altogether arrogant Gold Dragon Whelpling. A bold, courageous and steadfast warhorse with hooves hard enough to crumble anything they struck to powder. A keen-eyed and buxom Ogre Ranger who was vividly aimed with her elegant bow. A keen-minded and not-so-buxom Wizardess, star-crossed and infatuated, her large brain fill...
There are critics of Madonna who say that she shocks for the sake of shock, that she has little substance other than a good sense of fashion. There are some critics who lay blame on her for Britney and Christina, and a fashion that pushes raunchiness rather than classiness. Those critics who level that blow are forgetting one of Madonna's biggest and importa...
August 7, 2012. It had been a year since I got dumped unceremoniously by Diana Jones and experienced a life-altering change in the way I looked both at the world and at myself. Everything that happens in this life is a teaching moment, to quote the recently re-elected United States President Barack Obama. I've changed a lot since those days. For starters, I...