These are erotic snapshots like a camera taking photos of their love making experience below: Meeting. Vertical meeting of bodies. One, a man. One, a woman. Eyes meet eyes. One forrest green. One coffee brown. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Touch. First touch on skin. Electric. Charged. Sends signals to the brain. Her skin smooth, silky, soft. His skin ro...
Jenny Cook had a good job as a feature writer for a leading UK Sunday paper at the more serious and worthy end of the market. It was heavy and thick, made up of ten different sections, as well as two magazines, and attempted to walk the line between left and right of the political spectrum. Twenty-eight years old, she could consider herself a success in her...
My name is John Hancock. I thought I knew who I was. You see, about five years back I found myself in the City of Los Angeles, California. Living the life of a renegade superhero, half-hated and half-worshipped by the denizens of Southern California. Is it me or does California have a love-hate relationship with brothers in general? Before OJ Simpson became...
Vanessa could not believe her luck. Or rather, her lack of it. She had just barely left the airport, rented a car, and was over a hundred miles away from Mexico City when her rental car blew up. "No, no, no!" Vanessa pleaded with the vehicle, as she heard a second loud bang and smoke began pouring out of the engine. "Damn it, not now!" She was only an hour...
Chapter 13 Hit-and-RunOn Monday Shane was twenty minutes late for their 9 a.m. meeting in the conference room. "She just texted me, she's on her way," Lauren told Carmen as she came in and sat down. "She must have had a romantic, candlelit evening," Carmen said, taking the lid off her paper cup of coffee and offering Lauren a donut from the bag she'd broug...
Miriam observed the assessor from the Historic Buildings Commission with a measure of disapproval. When he'd first arrived she'd believed her luck had changed and he was about to reverse a previous decision and tell her that financial help was about to arrive by way of a grant. That was not what had happened. "I was on my way to Chance Hall," rumbled Mr Cra...
Miriam opened the door and poked her head through the gap into her daughters bedroom. "Sorry to call on you at such short notice darling, but the water boiler's buggered and I have no other choice but to ask Hardwick to go and have a look at it. I've no idea how long he's going to be, so could you take his first session?" Jennifer roused herself from the bo...
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Hello, its me again, Ricky Lee, head writer for the WWF. You might remember me from my account of "Stephy's Big Break" a little while back. I've been meaning to pass along some more juicy stories from behind the scenes in the WWF, but things have been pretty busy lately. What with the whole Invasion angle being--well, let's admit it--a suck-ass failure for t...
The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew she was something special. Who am I talking about? This tall young Black woman I saw walking out of this quaint Haitian restaurant near downtown Toronto. She was around five-foot-ten, with long Black hair, medium brown skin and a delightfully curvy body. Hot damn. The gal had a cute face, voluptuous body and a big bo...