All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a single word of it ever occurred, nor would it. (MF, cons, oral) ***** "I think I discovered the one thing I hate more than Coachella," Liz muttered to herself. "And that's airports." Considering the amount of dislike Ms. Gillies had towards the music festival, that's saying something. Liz always to...
WTF? What's going on here? Why am I strapped down in this chair? Fuck my head is fuzzy. Why does my face feel cold and sticky? The room smells like sex, where am I? Shit, it looks like my guest room. Where's my wife? Where's Doreen? I'm 41 and married to the most beautiful woman I know. Course she's very high maintenance, daddy's little angel you know? I me...
She was one nasty bitch. I'd been working for her less than a day when I figured that out. But it isn't easy for a young black man straight out of collage to find a good paying job like that. My family ain't rich, I had a lot of debt to pay. I was just gonna have to live with it. I thought she hated me as much as I hated her, but after a couple of wee...
"I've been dating him for like six months now, you said that online dating is full of creeps," Lillian boasted. "Well, maybe he isn't a creep. I still don't like all that Pagan stuff...," Sheryls eyes rolled. "Why? It all just feels right. It just-" "You're a good Christian girl, Lillian, you... you can't just turn your back." "Sorry, it feels wrong, to...
The ambience backstage at Lincoln Center for Performing Arts looked hectic and somewhat wild, just like rushing around the Grand Central Terminal; everybody was vigorously busy! Models, hairstylists, makeup artists, and assistant dressers were moving around frantically getting ready for the show. Clearly, they were trying to make something spectacular after...
It was three days since Cheryl Cole had her arse tattoo completed when she received a call from her tattooist asking her to see him immediately. Worried she got in her car and set off imagining the worst, the ink was going to react or something to that effect, she was aware her arse felt sore almost like it was bruised all over. The tattoo parlour she used...
The following is a dream ... a fantasy. Not reality. It was a contest. One of those "A Dinner with your favorite Porn - Star" raffle-things, at an Adult Entertainment Convention in Vegas. I figured, what the fuck? I've never won anything in my life anyway, so what's the harm? Wouldn't you know it? My name gets called out of the bin and I almost faint li...
John Sheridan sat behind his desk in his office. He was a tall man in a dark blue suit. The commander of the Space Station known as Babylon Five. He was a busy man with a lot of work ahead of him. It took a special kind of person to command a place like Babylon Five. The people of Earth felt like John Sheridan was the right man for the job. He attained thi...
A hearty thanks to RedHairedandFriendly for the editing, the advice, and the opportunity to work with some real stars. I hope you enjoy my offering on this. Feedback is always welcome. * The sun rose, etching the sky with washed out purples, pinks, oranges, reds, and yellows. Afsoon's eyes opened groggily and she felt the soft feather mattress enveloping h...
This wasn't a good idea. Norman tried not to fidget as he studied the advertisement for Wüsthof knives, wishing he had one about now. I shouldn't have let him talk me into this. His already sweaty palms exuded more moisture and the cooking magazine nearly slipped out of his grasp. He was glad he was alone. It would have been embarrassing to have other people...