Chapter Three: Brace Yourself Classes had gone predictably poorly for me that Monday. I spent most of my time trying to make sure that my mouth was closed, afraid to open up and reveal to the others that I had been suited with braces over the weekend. In many ways it was an easy feat to accomplish; I didn't have many friends and none to speak of that wou...
One of my secret ambitions is to be a screenwriter and a director. An Academy Award winning screenwriter and director. And of course, I want all the perks that go with being an Academy Award winning screenwriter and director: a house in Pacific Palisades, a Cadillac Escalade, Nissan NSX or a convertible Mustang GT, maybe all three; I suppose it depends on th...
Life can take us in many unpredictable journeys. Take me for example. My name is Amira Anisah Rafiq. In another life, my name was Greta Von Rossbach. A six-foot-two, lean and athletic, blonde-haired and blue-eyed Caucasian woman living in the City of Riyadh, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I have been living there for more than twenty years now. I'm the wife...
Copyright © 2000, 2002 StaffWriter My wife is an attorney for a major research company, defending the organization against patent infringements and frivolous lawsuits commonly directed at successful businesses. Thanks to her position she travels in lofty circles with powerful friends. Naturally she carries herself with dignity and confidence. Though a conse...
Cat came out of the mall and put her packages on the back seat of her car. She opened the front door and pulled her wheelchair up to the seat. She lifted each leg onto the car floor and then lifted her butt into the car. She adjusted herself then fastened the seat belt. This allowed her to lean out and remove one wheel of her wheelchair and put it on the bac...
Bob Franks rang the bell of Apartment A-13 and waited a moment. The door soon opened and a buxom 40-ish redhead stood before him, a quizzical look in her green eyes. She was dressed in a tight tank top and ragged denim shorts cut off to show maximum thigh. Her feet were in pink wedges at least 5" high. Bob nearly gulped in spite of himself. She was a little...
I bet he fucks like a wild animal. He's not my type, not by far. I normally go for pretty boys who work in offices and wear suits. This man... his cheeks are too angular, his nose too big for his face, his long hair is greasy and hangs lank around his collar. He is dressed in a pair of jeans that are dirty and torn, held up by a pair of braces -- braces,...
Memories and Moonlight: A narrative from Ms. Gimply's collection I. Anticipating and Remembering It was a beautiful afternoon in late October. The sun was still far above the horizon. I laughed at myself for being ready so early. Was I becoming overly eager in my old age? No, I assured myself, I had been just as eager when I was young. I had spent the ear...
Strong sexual content. On the first day of their vacation, husband and wife Kip and Salina pulled into the motel entrance. Kip parked and backed his wheelchair to the lift and lowered himself to the ground. He wheeled into the office and gave his name. The clerk found the reservation and he did the paperwork, got the key and returned to the van. He pulled t...
Reading the first chapter first will fill you in on who the characters are and what happened earlier. Strong sexual activity. ***** Jess awakened and found that he had slept the whole night. He remembered the earlier evening he had spent with Lynn and Peg and could not believe what had happened. He reached under the cover and found his hard on knowing most...