Sorry, I was interrupted so here is the last part. Naturally there is a part one, so if you get confused you should go back and read it. Pete took Paula by her arm and led her over to the backside of the restrooms by the overlook. He was searching for a way to say what he was feeling without actually accusing her of something. "Are you drunk?" It just blur...
NOTE: To refresh the reader's memory, the author is writing this fantasy in an attempt to persuade a female reader who provided anonymous feedback on another of his stories to contact him. This is a continuation of his efforts. Those not familiar with Anne's predicament may wish to read the first installment of "Attached" before reading this installment. Als...
I awoke with a start, I heard the engine of a car and realised it was Drew going out to work. I looked at the clock, 4am, I wanted to go back to sleep but was wide-awake after being dragged from a deep slumber. I looked at Sam next to me; she was fast asleep, on her back with her hands above her head. I knew she would have one leg straight out and the other...
The next morning, I was glad when I heard the activity at the gate. So far, her presence mostly meant pain for me, but I think in contrast to the cold floor, darkness and emptiness, I could use a human company, no matter what tortures come along with it. She came in holding a small bag containing some things. I went on all fours immediately. "Good morning,...
I turned 38 last April, and to my great distress, on the way home from a wonderful, romantic dinner, two police officers pulled us over. One was a tall, muscular, young blond fellow, the other older and dark, and kind of handsome in a sort of European way. Apparently, we were speeding a bit. I waited in the car while my husband David got out and spoke to...
This story, and all my stories, contain fictionalized characters from memories of my life. First, a little about me. As i write this I am a sixty + year old, still sexually active, bi, woman. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant living with a loving partner. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5...
Note: If you aren't familiar with Laura's predicament, you may wish to read "A Day in the Park" and "A Day in the Park – Ch.2" before reading this story. * * * * * Laura held her breath as the two officers stood beside their patrol car, both stretching and bending as if they had been cooped up in the car for quite some time. Despite the continual stimulati...
Author's note -- well, here's a new story for you all to enjoy while I finish the final chapter of my other story, Two Thousand and Ten. Yes, it is coming! As you can see from the title it is the first part, and I hope for there to be at least one or possibly two parts after that. As always, all characters are over eighteen years of age, and any resemblance...
Yes, there it was in twelve point times new roman, or was it a sans-serif? Oh anyway, I saw it there, typed as imprecisely as any good commenter (tormentor?) should. The comment read: "I only see 2 H's among the numerous stories listed in your profles (sic) --- Sood (sic) writers score them on at least half their stories." Yes, I added the parenthetical sic...
Prologue In Sensuality, 6/02, the reader was introduced to Mary, a happily married 55 year-old who discovered one week when her sexy husband was away on a family problem how sensuous her entire body could be through self-stimulation . Upon Mark's return, one could only surmise how Mary used her new-found sensuality to enhance their love making . This gave...