Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy? A Romantic Revenge Story My special thanks to Szilvi, who fixed my grammatical mistakes and edited the first half of my story so well. The next five chapters part was fixed by my acquaintance from the scientific area where I work, unfortunately he died and abroadwarrior from Canada. The story is a...
After a long day of driving and adventure, they are all too happy to take a break for the night. The only hotel they have seen for miles is a lovely Paradise Inn. Clearly, a popular location as the parking lot is full. Steve goes in to get a room and moments later comes out to get Jessica and the luggage. "Well, they are packed full. Seems to be the only de...
Women Beware – When the Pussy is Away, the King Rat Will Play I remember when I was a kid and my dad used to go to the horse races when my mom was out-of-town. Dad wasn't looking for women; he was partly handicapped in later life. Well, that's a long story. Somehow, he still managed to do what he liked best – bet on the ponies as much as he could. He'd sn...
My wife dragged me to the wedding of a friend from her work. When we got to the church, we sat with some of my wife's other friends from work. I was disappointed to find I was the only guy in the little group. Amy's husband had gone golfing at the last minute, but she had brought her 18-year-old daughter, Jenny along. Amy whispered to us that Jenny had been...
Sharon and I went back into the main hall of the New Years Ball and mingled with the crowd. We drank more champagne and nibbled on food from the buffet. I could smell the cum that the guy I blew had left on my chest mixed in with the glitter I had on me and every now and then someone would look at me kind of quizzically and I knew that he or she could smell...
This job is going to be easy, I thought as I appraised my charge from across the bar. 'Bar' was a bit of an overstatement, this was a place where business people came with clients to act snooty, drink overpriced wines, and seem cultured. The object of my professional attention looked extremely uncomfortable here, though she probably would've been uncomfortab...
(Lone Star: the one legged Mockingbird) Jefferson Texas~ "Look at that bird!" Sandra said as I noticed it too. A small (young) Mockingbird was not running from a car that drove right next to it. Then it's left wing only, went out and stayed as if to balance itself. I got out of the car from the drivers side at the drive thru window of Dairy Queen. Walked u...
Goddamn-it, I got the cart that pulls to the left, I always end up with the defective cart; the loose wobbly wheel, the one that pulls to one side or the other or the always classic, the one that has lost the grounding wire so every time you touch it you get the bite of built up static charge nipping at your fingers. Are carts hard to maintain? perhaps it wa...
I'm Calvin and I work for a security consulting company that sends me to different airports around the country. It had been six months since I've been home. I have been very busy, in my job, as a security consultant, but the thought of finally going home to my beach house in The Cape, (Cape Cod, Massachusetts) still lingered. As I sat on a plane in San Diego...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Some of you will not like the story and that is okay. A few of you will tear it apart with invective ... and not have the courage to sign your name. I still prefer to give you the opportunity to comment but please have the intes...