He met Rose in the park across from the headquarters building. She brought the Walmart bag with his clothes from the previous day. "So do I kiss you, or pretend we didn't have sex last night?" he asked. "We didn't have sex last night," she said emphatically. "Okay, if you feel like you need to deny it, I will play along," he said....
Witches never die. Living forever, they are here now and are here to stay. ...And so is Satan. So, with witches all around us, just out of curiosity, who do you think is a witch today? If witches lived today, do you suspect anyone as being a witch? With them easy to identify in the way they looked more than 300 years ago, seemingly witches had a difficult t...
On call nearly all of his waking hours, Jeffrey is the humble servant of a one of the richest families in Bel Air, California. Over the years he has developed a rather saucy attitude toward his job. Although he is dedicated to this family, he often lets loose with some of the best one liners in history. However, one could say this is how he maintains his san...
God was watching Eastenders. Don't ask me how, but they do say he works in mysterious ways. And being omnipotent, he could, if it was his wont, sit under a larger tree in a beautiful garden and watch the miserable faces of walford. Especially as this was Sunday all and his day off. Just put all calls on the answer machine and let 'em pray. Life was sweet....
This is my first effort so all comments are welcome. Perhaps the first of a trilogy. A special thanks to Aisie Lynn, my sage. Third Mistake A Charm? Her scarlet nail polish shown in glossy grandeur through the white ultra-sheer toe stocking as Ann slowly pulled it up to the white lace garter belt, fastening it snuggly. Of course, the country club was no...
All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. * Eighteen-year-old Allison Katz closed her eyes and blew the last run of Artie Shaw's Etude No. 3. The hard tip of the clarinet curved warmly in her mouth. She sucked off a drop of saliva and pulled the instrument away from her lips. Ah! It was her senior year in high school. Only music had brough...
"My god, I can't get over her ass. I have dreams of that perfect ass. Seriously." Rob Wienie and Henry Pecker were sharing a pitcher of beer at Hattie McRabbit's, a popular bar near campus, and naturally Rob was staring at the barkeep Rosie. He wore a moony look on his freckled face and a steely erection in his pants that he tried to adjust surreptitiously....
My wife and I have always had a problem when it comes to sex. Not a problem with our sex life, just a problem with attitudes. Hillary had a typical middle class upbringing where she attended church off and on and where she was encouraged to save herself for marriage. Her mother did her level best to convince Hillary that the only reason for having sexual rel...
My girlfriends and I decided to get away for a long relaxing weekend in Acapulco. The first night we got there was a blast - we drank, flirted with the locals and other tourists, and danced the night away. During the course of the evening a gorgeous blond caught my attention. She was tall with long straight hair, hot body, a sensual mouth, and made me instan...
Chapter 2: An Unforgettable Trip Begins. A couple of months passed after my first experience at the hands of my wife Jacqui and her friend Hilary. The subject of me becoming Pippa again just didn't crop up. I was reluctant to suggest it in case Jacqui thought there was something wrong with me. In truth I was more than a little disappointed that she didn't s...