I was naïve in believing that divorce would solve all of my problems. My problems had only just begun. Now where did I get this nugget of wisdom? From the same place I get most of my truly wise insights, school. But not just any school. I learned this from what I jokingly call the school of hard knocks. Here I sit in this little airplane seat thinking how...
My gaze passes across a woman sitting at the bar. There's no spark. Nothing at all. Not even a backwash of experience, which is unusual. She's an empty vessel, of no interest to me, nor me to her. It happens sometimes. Which is a pity because she's hot. Tall, slim, good figure, short brown hair streaked with lowlights. Unavailable, or something. I move on....
The bottle hit the floor. The thick brown glass bottom gave an especially dark and heavy thud. I love that sound. It's the sound of familiarity, of being home, of not being shot at. The empty bottle spun in a circle as if to taunt me to play a game of truth or dare with myself. The TV had suddenly switched from late night re-runs of Columbo to a morning talk...
This story follows the lives of several of the characters in Whose Fault Was It. It should be free standing but there is useful information in the previous story lines. Again I know this isn't perfect in grammar and spelling. I do appreciate all constructive posts that will help me improve. Thanks ***** JILL TRENTON Jill Stanley Trenton drove away wi...
Let me tell you about the time we finally got our hands on Bobby's mom. Bobby is a good friend of mine and there are usually four of us that hang out at his place most weekends. There is a couple reasons for this, Bobby has all the coolest game systems, they have a pool in the back yard and his mom. His parents split a few years back, never really found ou...
The fall air snapped crisply around the lovers legs. They walked hand in hand, mindless of the leaves crackling around their feet. Even the breeze through the trees sounded dry, crackly, as if it was electric. An overcast sky accompanied them on their journey, the wind promising rain sometime soon. They could smell it, taste it even. They reached their desti...
From: Monica H------- To: Greg H------- Date: January 27, 2019 11:42 AM Subject: My Sex-Filled Weekend Romp, Ch. 4 Hon, I can't believe it's now been a full week since this happened!! While you're away on your business trip, I'm in bed with my Sunday morning coffee and my laptop. This finally gave me a chance to write down the next part of my weekend adv...
Chapter 13 While Corec and Bobo went into the city, Katrin spent the day practicing on her harp and getting to know Shavala. The elf girl talked about her training as a druid, her brother and his wife and their young son, and a friend named Lele who Katrin eventually figured out was a squirrel. For her part, Katrin admitted she'd been a thief, and that the...
Cheating and Rivals Part 36 "Mommieeeee!" Anna squealed when she saw Jen. She ran to her mother and leaped into her arms. Jen squeezed her daughter tight, tears of relief falling down her cheeks. "Mommy, why are you crying?" Anna asked, her tiny hand going to Jen's cheeks. "I'm just happy to see you honey," Jen said hugging Anna tight. She looked at Mike....
I was 22 and had never been out of my home town. I live or lived in a small town called Collins Ohio. I lived on a farm with my father and mother. I had a few girl friends. Got fucked and the age of 14 by the girl down the road. She did have a body on her, and could she fuck. But like all guys I thought of going off and finding someone new., something differ...