Edited By English Rose * * * * * CHAPTER 1 THE PAST: RAT: TAT: TAT! A Thompson submachine gun administrated the punctuation of the roaring twenties. F Scott Fitzgerald named it the Jazz age. It was a time of excess. Tough guys wearing expensive tailored suits and diamond rings came to power by selling bootleg booze on the streets of Chicago and New York....
Allergy information: Contains piss and strong body odor. May contain politically incorrect sex. ***** "We have begun our descend towards Tokyo Narita airport. Please make sure that your hand-luggage is securely stowed, and ..." I did not pay attention to the rest of the announcement, I have heard it so often. Instead, my mind returned to the hotel I had bo...
They had been warned that Guatemala City was dangerous. Once they had cleared customs and immigrations at the airport, they went together to find a policeman who could speak some English. As they walked through the small terminal, they were surrounded by touts offering them taxi rides into town. After their experience in Mexico, they were not tempted to let...
When was it going to stop raining? This country could be so depressing sometimes. I thought about the long journey along the motorway I had to make in the afternoon to get to where I was working the following day. I had booked a hotel at the last minute, 4 star with a spa which I always intended to use but very rarely did due to checking emails or catching...
I recently wrote about my trip to Japan where I almost struck out in trying to get a good erotic massage. I just got back from China where I had an erotic massage in my hotel room for the first time. During our last trip here I was with a co-worker who was propositioned a number of times, from what he described as beautiful women, while walking in the hot...
I lie down on the bed and he gets in with me. He runs his hand down my arm. "I'm sorry," I say trying to hold back the tears. "For what," he asks. "All this," I reply as I turn over to him, "I just don't know what the fuck was wrong with me. I mean this just turned out as an experiment but it ballooned out of control." "It's okay," he says in a low tone,...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into the third Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story will be kept secret until Wednesday, November 20, 2013, when the author will be revealed in the comments section following this story. There are no prizes awarded during FAWC; this is simply a friendly competition.) (Inspiration f...
On the last day of the road trip, we met up with the sorority girls. Karen borrowed her dad's pontoon boat and invited us to go for a boat ride. Wearing our new bikinis, we joined Karen, Mary, Carrie and Jennifer for an afternoon excursion. We noticed that there were girls on other boats that were topless. Karen explained that it was legal to go topless anyw...
College Town My friends told me that I was lucky living in a college town. I never saw it that way. I guess they figured that with all the young pretty college girls running around, I could have my pick. Actually, even though I worked at a hotel bar near campus, I never saw very many college girls. They tended to go to the bars on the strip that offered be...
This is a story about a daring pee flood by Eva, and it is absolutely true as written. We were on a short vacation without our daughter Leona which was a rare occasion in and of itself. Our vacation plans included stops in the Mexican cities Aguascalientes, Queretaro and Mexico City. This story happened in Queretaro. We planned to stay two nights in Queret...