The first thing Anna noticed when she came through was the feeling of cold fingers stroking her belly. When she opened her eyes she saw the blackhaired man. He was sitting at her side and she appeared to be laying on her back on a sofa. The nightdress up over her breasts, her whole body naked to his touch. Her movements must have betrayed her, because he lo...
I like strip clubs. I also like townie bars and downtrodden chili restaurants. I scour the dangerous corners of the south side looking for the Chicago's best ribs. I like meeting and talking to people who have a different perspective than I do -whether they be old timers sitting at a bar with a Pabst in their hand, an old black man in a soot and grease cover...
Kate was tired and frustrated as she wandered through the market place. She didn't really want anything nor did she really need either. But when her sister had said she was coming to town, Kate had decided to tag along. Yet everywhere she looked, it appeared that all of the street vendors were selling the same items. Turning to speak to her sister, Kate was...
The tension between them had been building for weeks, ever since their first meeting if either of them would have stopped to think about it. They met through their city's alliances—he hailing from Magincia and she from Umbra, and their respective militaries were sworn to help one another in the ever-shifting struggle for power in the realm. Knowing there was...
Dave Moore was fixing his own breakfast, because his wife had an early morning meeting. He had made himself some fried eggs. These were no ordinary eggs; for he had bought them from a gypsy that he had met from a walk in the woods. She told him that they would help him lose weight and would dramatically improve his sex life. Dave looked down at his stomach a...
This is my first submission and I hope people will enjoy reading this. You all may notice several grammatical errors with in the story, and I know you'll probably find those very annoying. I am in desperate need of an editor, and if anyone would like to volunteer for the job, it would be greatly appreciated. My story is based heavily around the gypsy cultur...
Queens, New York It was difficult telling whether the Gypsy stripper was moving around the pole or if the pole was just moving around her. She slipped around it like a silk ribbon, twisted her body around it sensuously. Her full, pouty lips were parted slightly, as though she were silently moaning. The evil and cruel Albanian club owner and sex trafficker...
I had reached the age of 26 without the benefit of a University education. I had left home at the age of 17 and moved to work in London with some mates. I still hadn't started a career and I worked as a Temp doing various office and manual jobs. I lived in a small terraced house with three other blokes in South Wimbledon, which sounds good but was run down a...
Two young nineteen year-old kids are running the streets dressed like a rough and tumble thirties thug and his sexy gangster girlfriend in the boy's 1985 Caprice -- they're living the Halloween dream, pretending they're other people while they tramp around town. If her father saw them together he'd probably go nuts and run them off the road. But he'll never...
"Don't tell Carmallita," Mr. Sanchez said with his back to the stable door. His stocky frame shielded the sight of Paco, the lead ranch hand. "Yes, sir," Paco answered then turned to walk away. "Don't tell Carmallita what?" Carmallita had walked up behind them as the two men were talking. She had overheard and her hand was on her hip with a sassy tone to...