Shirley woke up, completely confused as to where she was. The first thing she thought was that she must have had too much to drink at her cousin's party last night. But no, things came to her a little more sharply as she looked around her her surroundings. She had been too wasted (damn college jocks with their bottomless kegs of beer...) to drive home, and o...
“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; if there is any reaction, both are transformed” Carl Jung The fog was thickening as he drove home that night – but no thicker than the thoughts filling his head as he cautiously made his way up the service road to the main highway. Although the fog would prevent him from gett...
Sorry it took so long guys....been busy! * As the three companions entered the camp, glad cries of welcome greeted them. The young men smiled and nodded to their people as they moved forward, Charity walking between the two of them. The other people gave her curious glances, but smiled warmly, so she felt no sense of discomfort, only welcome. She smiled ba...
This is a story about a mature couple who've learned something new about themselves. Obviously everyone is well over the age of eighteen. I hope you enjoy this story and positive comments are always appreciated. ***** We're a mature couple in our sixties. We've been married for over thirty years and, naturally, our sex life has changed—changed a lot ove...
Having reached the fine old age of eighteen Suzanne was only too pleased to kiss school goodbye and enter the workforce. She did have one large advantage in this - her uncle. He ran a construction company and was willing to hire her, at a pittance, with promises of higher wages once she'd gained some experience. He'd been true to his word. By the time she w...
*We only know the present; the past is as much a mystery as the future* Carmen doesn't want to do anything on Sunday; she wants to cuddle in the room all day. I am getting the sensation that she didn't want to leave which is a real issue with exams about to start. I decide on the one thing I know she loves, exercise. "Carmen, let's run across campus to May...
Jane and I were lucky to find Susie as our baby-sitter. Susie had just turned 19 and was in her first year of nursing studies at our local community college. Interestingly, Susie was still living at home – just about 15 minutes from our house. We found her phone number on the notice board in a local shop and our two small children really liked Susie. So did...
This is a long-term story with potentially an infinite life in it, and it revolves around a man (written from a first-person perspective) finding himself in deep financial trouble and finding money and enjoyment in becoming a high-class male hooker. This chapter, as well as the ones to follow, will hit on more than one particular genre, which is why it's bee...
'Good morning, Isabelle.' Jean-Marie said as she walked into the kitchen. 'I see you've woken up on time, very good.' 'Good morning, Mr. Bête.' she said. 'I did remember to set the alarm this time.' 'Jean.' he said, smiling at her. 'Sorry?' she said, afraid she missed something. 'Well, you called me that last evening.' She went through the memories of t...
Although Sharon had no sexual desires for Sweetness, she felt great responsibility for the girl. After all, she was blind and even more helpless in this strange country than she was. What would happen to Sweetness if she abandoned her? How could the girl feed or fend for herself? So, she decided that for the purposes of convenience alone, and because it was...