Readers: please be advised that the characters and detail of homes etc in these stories are purely fictional. If there actually is a house with 2 red barns on Amaranthe Road, it is purely coincidental, and Diane will not greet you at that door. ***** After abundant small talk and further confirmation of the reasons why Jason had requested this extended sta...
The First Entry I need to write this down. I don't know what I'll do with this journal - I'll probably just end up deleting the file - but for now I just need to write it all down. I haven't been able stop thinking about it all day, not for one single moment. When my kids came home from school, I was thinking about it. All during dinner with my family, I wa...
I hated Teri Lee. I hated her because she was a smug bitch who said horrible things behind your back. I hated her because she was the company brown-noser who climbed past others more qualified than her using flattery and obsequiousness rather than skill and determination. I hated her because she was more than willing to dump on someone else if it made her lo...
I didn't hear from Laura for several days. I grew nervous thinking that she may have had second thoughts about fooling around with a guy my age. I tried to convince myself to be patient, as she'd continually reminded me. She was a busy lady and I was not the only thing in her life I reminded myself. I couldn't wait to see her again and not hearing from her i...
Thank you all for all of your positive response. It was amazing. I hope you enjoy the second part of Gina's adventures as much as I enjoyed writing them. Again, thank you for all your wonderful feedback. ***** Sandra took Gina by the hand as they walked down to the lobby from their balcony suite, the front desk clerk was a sweet young woman with the most p...
Marta's Party The morning of his first orgy was cold and misting. Jon woke up early and went for a run around his pale neighborhood, but it was hard to focus, and he wound up taking a much shorter route than he had planned. He had better luck with his writing, sitting at the one table he could fit in his apartment to get his thoughts down on paper. Before t...
From the Chronicles of Saint Aston Twas the Year Seven-Seventeen of our Lord when we lost the great city of Constantine in the East to the army of Maslimas Adalmalus. The treacherous Cain Terbelis broke faith with Leo the Syrian, and let the Saracens have Christendom's greatest jewel for a tawdry bribe of trinkets and baubles. The paynim foe swarmed over th...
Opposites go on and off again as they try to bridge lifestyles There isn't much to do on the eastern shore of Maryland. We get tourists in the summer and other than that there's just crabbers ("watermen") and farms. When the nearest big town is in Delaware you know you're in trouble. And it's hard to catch a good man, too, which is why I have to look online...
Introduction Ian was studying for a career in medicine and in his last year at university, money was tight so he had been supplementing his living expenses by getting himself part time work. He became a self-employed freelance salesman for a large company which sold made to measure bedroom furniture and kitchen units. The company would advertise in the nati...
++++++++ It had been a long 2 ½ days and all I had to show for it was a pair of panties. Never in my life have I fantasized about women's panties as a fetish. It wasn't something I longed for. Oh, I like looking at women in panties or taking them off but I'm not a "sniffer" or anything crazy. But the thought of that thong in my pocket kept me rock hard unti...