It's always been my contention that we tend to be sexually conditioned by experiences in our formative years – at least that was very true for me. My first rather bumbling sexual experiences many years ago with Kiki, my then fiancé, were as thrilling and unsettling as were two earlier brief college flings. There's something to be said for being young, cluele...
"Oh. My. God." Damn it. The one thing she had been trying to tell herself to avoid had just happened. "Dear Sweet Jesus—if I were paparazzi, you would so be in deep shit right now." Caden opened her eyes slowly, then closed them back at the blonde haired man looking down at her. "Go away, Collin," a deep voice rumbled before C.K. could say what she wanted...
Fuck! How could I possibly get through the entire summer without finding a penis to play with? That silent question worried me as I preened naked in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom preparing to go to church with my mother. I had just reached the age of consent to any and all sexual adventures and I was stuck in this super boring hick town unti...
I met Amy over the Internet but doesn't everyone these days. We had flirted a little on this bulletin board and I'd said in passing that we should chat sometime only half believing she'd ever take me up on the suggestion. You see Amy is a sweet 20 year old and I'm 56 so our age difference is huge. Most women Amy's age are wrapped up in their boyfriends, thei...
Carcassonne, Chapter Five – A Warm, Wet, Welcome © Bad Hobbit We reached Carcassonne around two weeks after we had left. We had disguised ourselves as simple travellers and had attached ourselves to a small group of pilgrims moving towards Santiago de Compostella. Returning to the inn, sporting luxuriant beards and still in disguise as pilgrims, we surpri...
I needed this job. I needed it for so many reasons. For one, I could use some money. Being a poor graduate student had lost its romantic appeal long ago. I was tired of being out of money and wanting things. I was still young, in my prime, yet all I did was work on my dissertation and scrape by. My parents have been more than kind, helping with tuition, book...
My affair with the redheaded married lady was going great. We saw each other almost every night and the sex was great. She was very attractive and very much liked sex. Mid thirties, nice breasts 34, 35 C's slim waist despite two teenaged children. Dressed nicely with a little bit of sensuality. During our many talks she had learned from the talks and from...
At first, Davina was very protective about the diaries, in fact when she found them, she would not even let me look at them at all. I just knew that a pile of notebooks were Carol's Diaries. Davina and I had a major argument about Carol's privacy and keeping my memories. John and Maggie, my other two children thought that it was up to me to do what I wanted....
It was the Mount Everest of parties; The Rolls Royce of gatherings; the Saville Row suite of bashes; the sort of "do" that Harrods would organise. It had been, in short, one hell of a party! As our hosts Jane and Lenny eventually called their goodbyes and showed the final guests, groggy and tired, out into the early morning sunshine, my wife Linda and I col...
Kris prowled restlessly around the dark room, no windows, a steel door, locked and barred from the other side. Not a sliver of light could penetrate the interior of his room. No furniture for comfort, nothing that he could use to escape. Time had no meaning within the confines of the dark room. He could feel that darkness had fallen, just as he could feel t...