"...she was a woman and was turned into a cold fish for she would not exchange flesh with one that loved her.' - Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale, Act IV-Scene IV CHAPTER 1: FIRST LOVE Ah, well, it was the seventies. In many ways a simpler time. My own simple life was just beginning. Away from my parents for th...
It was the last place Beth wanted to be on a Saturday morning. All week she endured the posturing and whining of her 7th graders, the stupid demands of her principal and leers of at least three older male and possibly one female faculty member at her school. She had enough of this place for the week and to top it off, the guy she met at Bar None last night e...
"How about we go away for the weekend?" I ask, "I know of a cabin we can use, it would be fun, just the two of us secluded away from the rest of the world." The cabin I am referring to is a little on the rustic side, it doesn't have any modern conveniences, no electricity, no bathroom except the outhouse. So we would have to bring everything we need and coo...
Athena is an experienced woman. Experienced women know things, so she knows the more she knows the more complicated things become. Her relationship with the mysterious man sitting on the couch behind her is a case in point and nodding to her likeness in the mirror, and as if carrying on an exchange with someone other than herself, she silently insists it is...
At this point, the four friends were grinning broadly, aided by the wine they had consumed. The boys' cocks were getting hard and the girls' panties were getting wet. Sharon suggested a short break while they cleaned up the dinner dishes. A short while later, the dinner table was clean and the cards were retrieved from the closet. Glasses were refilled and t...
The soft rope caresses my hands as it slides effortlessly around. I feel eyes watching, but the binding is all that matters. Too lose and it all goes for naught. Over and under the weaving goes, as the rope snakes upward through the eye hook above and is pulled through, but not too snug. Then with a quick flourish it is bound in place with no fear of it loos...
The night was a stormy one, as dark as the bottom of a deep well. The only break in the black sky outside my window was the flashes of lightning that lit up the entire area. The wind was a steady drone and the crash of the thunder sounds like explosions just outside...... "Damn, that really sucks." As I stand up from the computer and walk around the room. "...
I think it all started when I was about thirteen. I began peeking in other people's windows at night, occasionally catching a woman undressing and once spying a couple fucking. I crouched in the bushes outside their bedroom window and jacked off. Then after the man apparently came, he rolled off the woman and went to sleep and she masturbated until she was s...
Now it was 7:30. I'd had my shower, dried and got my hair under control, put on a nice pair of jeans, a simple shirt, buttons down the front, put on some sandals, no socks. And I was ready, but still believing that this had to some kind of joke the girls were going to play with me, just one of their teasing games, but on the other hand, they'd never really...
At last I had the time to return to my great love ... amateur theatre. Well, it wasn't all that amateur. The theatre group to which I belonged ran as a highly professional operation, making hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. It just didn't pay the actors. It was considered a privilege to be accepted for a role in their productions. I had appeared in a...