We had decided to eat at the restaurant again tonight. It was a wonderful day skiing the few downhill trails that they had. We ended around three thirty up on one of the lower tops but right above our chalet. I could see it a mile or two away at the bottom of the hill. The piste that we were on finished two doors away from our chalet at the end of the r...
My legs pumped up and down on the pedals of the exercise bike. It was a steady rhythm measured against the war between my stamina and my body's protests. I was, most definitely out of shape. Confined to bed for three months, I had put on weight and I didn't need any extra fat to begin with. Unlike some people, I've never enjoyed exercise. The weakened stat...
He drove quietly. *Zoom*. Past her house, *Zoom*. Past that crap of a house. 'She's gonna regret that attitude.' He thought thunderously. "Sean you passed our houses! Sean!" He looked ahead and she got feaful. "Sean goddamn it turn around." His foot got heavier on the accelerator. "Stop this shit!" He hit 110mph. She was so scared she sat back and hel...
Kim rolled over and turned off the alarm clock. She sat up in bed. "Where are you going?" her husband asked. "To work." "It's Bank Holiday Monday. That old miser is keeping the shop open all day then? Leave me some money. I'm off out for the day with my friends." "I don't have any, just enough to get petrol." "That will do, and I know you have housekeep...
I arrived home and as usual, the slave was waiting on her knees by the door, my favorite bottled beer resting between her tits, the ice cold rivulets of melting ice running down between her tits. I walked inside and tossed my jacket over the back of a chair and turned to the slut. She was so happy to see me! I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her to her fe...
The name is Marlon Brown and I write these lines as a man determined to speak the truth, regardless of what happens to me. I'm a black man living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I've lived there with my family ever since my youth. I went out of town for a while, and attended Cunningham College in the city of Boston. I majored in Computer Science back when it see...
I'm so sorry that Jenny was killed. If only I had not stopped to fill up with petrol, I could have been there to save her, maybe even have taken a bullet for her. I loved her that much. Jenny was an intelligent, beautiful and understanding Director. Whoever they appoint in her place, will have a lot to live up to. I had always fancied her, but I fell in lov...
...There I lay, lounging on the divan, while sculpted young Mediterranean boys fed me grapes and perky young girls ran around dusting everything with little black feather dusters. Everyone was wearing togas and... Cold Hands! He must have watched me sleeping peacefully for a little bit before he first touched me. I had been sleeping quite soundly and wasn...
Building 4. I hate that building, of all the crap that comes with being a security guard, bad pay, poor hours, and of course being portrayed as an anal retentive loser. All of those reasons pale in when compared to how much I hate building 4. It just sits there in the middle of the North Yard, a half-mile from Milner's main plant. During Wisconsin's winters...
This segment follows exactly where the first one ended. Please read the first one to become familiar with the chain of events that got us here. These stories are short and will take only a few minutes. We continue… These two older, sophisticated looking ladies sat comfortably on the couch. Sipping their coffee and smiling knowingly at me. I continued to st...