Chapter 2 - Mona misuses the dream-scanner Geoffrey's session of the experiment was on Friday night and he did not see Mona after this until by accident on the following Thursday evening. Sitting at a table in the Student Union bar with some friends from the athletics team, Geoffrey passed on a piece of scurrilous gossip he had heard from an old girlfriend:...
We were laying in bed together after a long day and Jane suddenly asks me, "How many of your friends do you think would fuck me?" I just laid there stunned for a second thinking I must have misheard her. I manage to stutter out "What?" She casually replies back "I was just wondering if I decided to start cheating on you, how many of...
It was hard to put Maeve out of my mind. Her scent was still on the bed. I washed the pillow covers, but her scent still lingered on the pillows themselves. Likewise the mattress. I kept finding things of hers that got left behind. A hairpin here, the button from a blouse there, a lipstick that had somehow rolled under the couch. Maeve called me two or thre...
Guinevere Carling was lost in the pounding music, the throbbing beats as steady as the slow strokes of the cock currently buried in her. Her fingers flicked her clit along with each off-beat. The twang of the guitar accompanied the shuddering of her pussy. The lyrics were as dirty (and more clever) as the words coming from the mouth of the man gripping her a...
Eventually Heather ended up in what looked like a photography studio. There was lighting equipment and tripods and a number of expensive looking cameras. Heather had questions she wanted to ask, however she was learning to keep her mouth shut. Apparently students in this school didn't speak unless spoken to. And even then they had to be careful how they answ...
"I've got an interesting new patient for you, Dan," his supervisor's voice said. "I think you will find her very... challenging." Dan hung up the phone and waited for the file to arrive. Turning his chair, he surveyed the office. The walls were painted a warm cream colour. Wooden bookshelves filled two walls from floor to ceiling, still only partially full,...
The day he had been dreading was finally here. It was their wedding day, not his wedding day, but it was the wedding of his best friend Lauren to a man he did not like. The man she was marrying was some kind of fancy banker with money, which made him attractive, or something. He was aggressive and forceful; not at all, what he thought Lauren needed but knew...
Kerouac's words danced over my skin, jumped into my mouth, and caressed my tongue – I feared that if I swallowed them, they would certainly consume me. I desired to wear his un-staggering genius as my own, wear it like a bohemian scarf stolen from an acquaintance, and keep it close to my skin. Recent adventures had been fueled by alcohol and a lack of fait...
It all began two years ago. Receiving word that her sister, Darlene, was broke, Elyse immediately made arrangements for Darlene to move into her home. Elyse didn't bother to consult her husband, Milton. She simply did it. One of the reasons Elyse married the man was because he never denied her anything. And so Darlene came to Philadelphia and to Milton's h...
This chapter continues my private diary of misadventures I've endured because of my most spiteful neighbor, Mrs. Smith, who has never forgiven me for succumbing to her husband's seduction, [he was, and still is when she is away, a most delightful fuck] and now seeks to cause me grief whenever possible. We had almost arrived back at my condo complex where we...