I was always under the impression that only boys had to deal with being kicked in the crotch. "Boys have a weakness between their legs, if you have a problem with them, just give them a hard punch." Is what I was always told. There was never any mention on women though, and everyone always mentioned balls, so it's understandable that I thought I was imperv...
I would like to explain to those of you who read these stories that they are all true. They are not a fabrication of my imagination. I have written them to the best of my recollection, as I was a participant in some way in all of the adventures which I have written about. My wife had other adventures, which I was not a part of and could but only speculate as...
Chapter 12: Satyress - Some Mythic Sex As a demon I'd been a total bitch, and quite literally heartless. The flight back helped to quench my inner furnace, and once I landed in front of our house, my wings simply disappeared. Only when I'd clopped around to the back yard did I realize it was actually still dark out -- not only did my night vision suck again...
Maureen was working at my video store and it was closing time. I always went there at closing to cash out and make the deposit. We all called her Mo for short. She was a long time friend of my wife Lisa and had been working there for about a month and a half.. She was quite a character. Boisterous and bold, funny and wide open. She was 26 years old but her b...
A humorous guide to understanding English terms for the discerning reader. * 'His hand lifted up her tight skirt as it skimmed up her leg over her stockings where her suspenders held them up, over the soft silken skin, and then he squeezed her voluptuous arse before coming around to cup her fanny where it lay hidden under her knickers.' For a great many r...
Denise had spent less than five minutes on the phone with the man from the restaurant, who had called himself Robert. He was vague about what he did for a living. Denise assumed that he was, in fact, the head of the bank in Halldale, just as Sandi, the waitress, had reported. But he was above all else a devotee. He wanted to know all about Denise's disabilit...
This is the beginning of a long-ish tale that jumps around a little. I decided to write it after considering how getting by in the modern world would take some adjusting to if one possessed certain abilities and wasn't just an unthinking beast ALL of the time. ------------------------- The last of the beans went into the big bowl next to the pot of potat...
I would like to thank Amela for helping make this more presentable. The bell rings. "Finally 3 pm." Matt says silently. The once silent room fills with deafening voices and laughter. Books slam and papers rustle as they are shoved in the small confines of countless book bags. "Don't forget exams are on Friday. Please study everyone," Mrs. Fox yells ove...
The flirting -- double entendre, little touches, smiles -- had been going on for weeks. I guess I'd become used to it, and didn't really notice when it ramped up. I mean, she was a 'work-friend' we talked, but it wasn't like we hung out outside of the job. She had a long-time off & on boyfriend -- besides being almost 15 years younger than me. And she was ho...
Mica pushed the button on her phone system that connected her with the answering service. Vivian answered and said are you ready to go home and Mica said yep, it's all yours. I have Dr. Adams on call tonight and Vivian said she had the same Dr. They both said good night and Mica pushed the button that transferred all calls to the service. She took her head s...