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Katie DuMont is a beautiful, passionate, and intelligent woman. She has always considered herself an alpha female and a committed feminist from the early age she could see how patriarchy and the way it promoted false so-called "traditional gender roles" has caused so much harm and the most for the men who found themselves the losers of life, especially amon...
For two entire weeks, you, John Doe, have researched tirelessly on a place that historians and philosophers have secretly called... The Labyrinth. A special location that links the psyche of every living being on Earth. The place where you can traverse in people's dreams and do whatever you've wished. Out of sheer luck, you've managed to find a way to enter...
I took the subway from the Village uptown. Sandy and I lived in an Upper West Side co-op on W. 67th. My mood was a bit more subdued than it had been when I had taken the same ride downtown earlier in the day. In the morning I had just made love to my wife for the first time in weeks, and while I would have liked more, I felt really good. Since then I had lea...
A young musician named Rich left his shabby, low-rent apartment at dusk with a beat up guitar case. He climbed into his rusty old Chevy van, and the tired engine sprung to life, making a racket and vibrating badly. Rich shook his head waiting for some of the noise to go away when the oil warmed up a bit. He knew the engine was running on borrowed time. He d...
"Samuel, I'm sorry but I'm just not interested, besides, I'm with someone else," Esther Voltaire said to me, after I confessed my feelings to her. Esther, the queen of the Haitian Adventist church of Ottawa, and the gal I've worshipped since High School. One bright Saturday morning I decided to tell her how I feel, and as you can see, the results were less t...
The weekend arrived for our BDSM convention so we packed up the suv and headed to Downtown Detroit. Upon our arrival, we checked into our hotel and began to prepare for the first night of our convention. The hair on my neck stood at attention as I was dying of anticipation at the thought of being loaned out to strange Doms to be at their beck and call. Robb...
This is my first ever story, so please go easy on me. I first met Amy during late September of 2005 when here in the UK we were experiencing an Indian summer. I was going through a bad patch, to put it bluntly. I'd lost my wife Alice and unborn son in a car crash two years previous and following a brief spell of "throw yourself into your work", I was now...
Keisha Jackson rearranged the few brightly wrapped presents in the trunk of her old SUV to make way for her daughter's wheelchair. How could something so small be so bulky and heavy? "How was choir practice tonight, my sweet angel?" she asked as she worked to get it in around the presents that she had picked from the charity while Breanne was at church. Ir...
Early morning in Wyoming Diane smiled as she felt the crisp mountain air as she stopped at the coffee shop… Diane Sophie spoke I haven’t seen you in years the woman behind the counter spoke… Sophie Morris… its Taylor now… Sophie Taylor look at you damn who would have thought the mouse of our high school… Sophie please… hey don’t worry I am not like I used to...