My girlfriend was doing exams at university and my cock was definitely feeling neglected ... although given the amount of sex I had been having with her and her younger sister (18 yrs old) + her sisters horny friend ... and her mother + female servants and several of her mother's friends ... I had little cause for complaint over the past few months. In fac...
Andrew Dunbar had donned the kilt just two years after his first long trousers, and turned seventeen in the trenches of Flanders. It amazed him, sometimes, that he was there, for he had been odd man out among his four brothers. Among those feuding hoodlums in the slums of Glasgow, Andrew was timid and studious, and would as soon have spent his life in the Mi...
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CHAPTER TWO FRIDAY, AUGUST 2nd, 2013, 7:06 p.m.; BWI AIRPORT, BALTIMORE, MARYLAND Gayle finally got settled in the economy section of the Virgin Airlines 747 and stared out the window watching men carelessly throw passenger's luggage onto the conveyor belt leading to the bowels of the plane. They would be arriving at Edinburgh, Scotland at 6:35 the next m...
The rain came in hard and fast as dark cumulus clouds hung low over Tay Ho (Westlake). The darkness was almost complete as the neon and street lights on the other shore of the lake dimmed. Only the street lamp across the road cast its chiaroscuro effect on the walls inside as its glow filtered through the palms. Diep and I hurriedly rose, she from the floor...
Through the eyes of a bird soaring far above the quaint town for which this magical tale takes place one could see the dichotomous nature of a fantastical feudal society. The poor toiling, the rich standing idle. The hovels built one next to the other were being furiously patched by women to keep out the coming rain and snow. On the other side of the town la...
Chapter 1 A small advertisement in the high fashion magazine at the beauty salon where Arlene Cabot was having pedicure before eyebrow arching, caught the eye of the pampered 40-year-old fading beauty: Day/Evening companion for adventurous woman while hubby is exhausting himself on mini golf tour or trekking inland on manly pursuits. Confidentiality guar...
I was about 3/4 or more done with this chapter three weeks ago, then Hurricane Irma happened and I was without power for over a week. When I came back to the story, I was missing most of what I'd written despite doing constant Saves. I have no idea what happened. I was extremely happy with what I'd done and trying to recreate all I'd lost was very discouragi...
Leah. Leeeee-ah. She moaned fitfully, emerging from a sleep that felt as deep and dark as Goodman Miller's millpond. Leeee-ah. The voice, crooning. And then a laugh. A laugh that seemed familiar. High, shrill, tittering, a laugh like rusty nails and icicles. Pain. Sharp and twisting. At the tip of one breast, then the other. Leah gasped. Something w...
PART I Irv Watson and his wife, Camela, trudged happily down the Juniper Ridge Trail of central Texas' Pedernales Falls State Park, her with eyes glued to the screen of their handheld GPS unit, him scrutinizing the park's trail map he had printed before leaving home that morning, both trying not to clumsily walk into a tree in the process. "It should be up...