The Village 07 - Yachting and Swapping in Northern Spain THURSDAY. Denise went into Beth's room," GOOD MORNING" she said. "You get so boring." Said Beth, going under the bedclothes. Denise being practical, took a notebook out, "How many shags?" Beth laid there and thought, "Three, I think." "Not sure?" asked Denise. Beth moaned, "I had too much wine a...
I met my wife on the first day of middle school when I got on the bus for the ride to school. I took in the scene on the bus with one sweep of my eyes like my ex-Marine father had taught me. I saw a chubby little girl sitting on the backseat crying while the two knuckleheads in front of her were turned back toward her laughing. I walked to the back of the bu...
I would like to thank GW66 for the kindness shown to a new writer. The suggestions and the alternative thoughts were of great help. Thanks again. I also want to thank my wife. Her insight made this a better story. This story has no sex in it. It is story of lines being crossed, but the question is how far? Please share your likes and dislikes about this stor...
As usual no descriptive sex scenes in this story. This story was partially inspired by Bob Seger's song "Night Moves" but mainly by a relationship I had while in college. Constructive comments, emails, and critiques are welcome and appreciated. I hope you enjoy my story. I used her, she used me But neither one cared We were gettin' our share Workin' on...
This is the third installment of the Backgammon For Blood Series. Although this can be read by itself, it might provide background for you if you read the first two stories, particularly Kathy's Portrait, before you read this one. This is a somewhat strange story, and I can only say that it makes sense to me. I hope it does to you, my reader, as well. For t...
Sissy returned with great fuss, from the moment the carriage was heard there were calls for servants to carry the purchases in. Three armfuls were brought, passing me in the hall, before Sissy appeared arm in arm with Macteth. Her dress showed more of her than any but I had seen, she had a tight frilly top that ended just below her breasts throwing them up...
So there she was. Flying towards utter misery with those haunting words ripping her heart apart .... now the time has come to leave you ... one more time let me kiss you. Megan's flight to Kennedy International Airport had been a blur. She knew she had another flight to Albany, then by car to Hamilton in the middle of the state where Crestin University nes...
Scarlett tapped a pen against her pursed lips. Hmmm. The blonde glanced at her sheet, then at Kristen's. "You were bigger than me!" "I still am!" Kristen called back. It had been two weeks since Scarlett embraced the goddess, as they came to call it, and drank from the cup. It had been a busy two weeks. She had packed up her residence, moved into Kristen's...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
As a student at college I wanted a bicycle for Christmas. I hadn't past my driving test and even if I had, I couldn't afford to run one with my Saturday job wages. My parents didn't have much money so I didn't ask for an expensive model by name, anything would do. I didn't think they could go far wrong or could they? They did attempt to wrap it with some f...