Note: Another non-erotic chapter. ***** Guilt "How was your day?" Rachel quipped. Ai met her gaze steadily, trying to gauge the blonde's mood and utterly failing. "It was... alright, I guess. Yours?" she returned. Rachel snorted at that, running a hand through her hair. "Alright. Anything weird happen?" "Yeah, okay, fuck this," Ai blurted. "A...
Hot, parched, in need of at least a beer, I crutched into the darkened bar and though the blue haze of cigarettes and reek of days old beer. I was surprised that it would be so busy at nearly three in the afternoon. Maybe everyone else was thirsty I thought. The stool scraped across the floor in a loud symphony of un-tuned instruments. I rested my hips on it...
Alenka Pavlič's parents lived in a second floor apartment in Ljubljana's southern suburb of Vič, near a gate in the old Roman wall, when she was born. She was a bright, happy child who responded well to her parents' wishes. One would call her extremely "well-behaved". Alenka's parents dream for her, their only child, was for her to become a business manager...
She stood back away from the churning bodies in the mosh pit listening to the band play. Her hair was cut short in the front only to fall long and silky in the back, almost to her ass, framed her face. Her make-up dark against her soft white skin, blacks and reds with purple shadow over her eyes created a vision of worthy of any and all including the reignin...
"Again darling," moaned Ji Su. "But harder and deeper this time," she twisted her neck back at me and told me urgently. "Fuck me sweetie you've worn me out already. Twice this morning, once after lunch then now and it's not bedtime yet," I panted, slamming as best I could at her delicious upturned rump. My hands gripped her hips, her back already running w...
Hey readers; this story is intended to make you predict the outcome of a test of four men. If you're not willing to play along, you probably won't enjoy it and it won't be worth your time to read it. Enough said. ************************** When you're burned by a cheating spouse you have many options; some of the more common are a) divorce, b) suck in you...
Turning thirty was something I had dreaded for years. The closer I got, the more it bothered me. When you’re in your twenties, you can still act like a kid to some extent, and sometimes get away with it. But I viewed thirty as the ‘end of the world.’ Perhaps, somewhere in my mind, thirty represented the absolute end of childhood and, despite my successful li...
Volume III – Tall and Hard to Climb 1- Service and Servitude 1 Some eight hundred leagues away from the comparable backwater kingdom of Sorash and the struggles of a half-elf priestess named Sarah Kettar was a sprawling metropolis, the jewel of the Western Council. Beson stood as a beacon of trade and free society, connecting most of the civilized world to...
My affair with Greta, the European Creative Director of the ad agency for which I worked as a freelance copywriter was over. We had never looked on it as being permanent, but it had been intense and passionate and had lasted six months. For a confirmed lesbian like Greta that was a long time and for a 'not quite sure' lipstick like me it had been a wonderful...
"Jamie, is this a male or a female student?" I asked, pointing at the picture on my roster. She looked at me over her glasses and said, "Does it make a difference?" "Not for grades. No. But, for putting students in groups and referring to their work, you know? Things like that happen in class. I'll need to use third person pronouns—he, she, him, her—and I...