It was Tuesday, and everyone knows that Tuesday is a great day to buy books. I am what some would call a bookworm, others would just say I have a rare form of LOCD, literary obsessive compulsive disorder. By my own account, I am a collector. My house is my evidence; it is full of books. I own fifteen four-shelf bookcases. My coffee table is made of books and...
The world is full of people. People coming and going. People talking, arguing, doing all kinds of interpersonal things. Why, then, is the world such a lonely place? More to the point why are so many people looking for some diversion to fill their leisure time? I’m an all right looking guy. I have a good job, an X-wife, a car, an apartment I can say is all m...
I lay alone in the bed, somewhere between the hazy fuzz of sleep and the drumming blood of wakefulness. Stretching out upon the surface of the bed, the cool blankets rub against my legs, sheets bunching up against my very naked center as I roll myself onto my belly. My ass is now exposed to the cold morning air, as is most of my back. I'm feeling muzzy, lang...
She was tall, slender and incredibly elegant, this Holly that was on another of my field trips into Amish country through the university. Fifty-five years of living had served her well, erasing about any inhibition she could have had in the past and still keeping a stunning appearance. A shameless flirt, a fun-loving woman, she illuminated everywhere she wen...
It was a late morning and I knew I didn't have to be in at work until late. I had woke up horny as could be too. I'm not sure what it was that morning; whether it was just me dreaming of being in the midst of some torrid orgy. Either way I knew I had to get my day rolling. I staggered into the shower with the hope of shaking the cobwebs and getting motivated...
Pam Berry, like her three older brothers, all star basketball players, was one of the tallest students attending Eufaula High School, Eufaula, Alabama. She too was a star basketball player. That was all that was good about her school social life. Being taller, at 6' 2", than most of the boys guaranteed that she was not invited to the dances, or parties. Not...
It was the usual boring Monday for Helen. The reviled one had left customarily early with the usual lack of any attempt at communication. The house and time were her own to do as she pleased. So why did she feel like a prisoner in this multi-million dollar mansion? Time, she sighed reminding herself and routine, too much of both. She'd met a young, handsome,...
Alistair stroked the female's hair as she slept in his arms. Finally he was close to his revenge. Diana had put on a show with Martinez Junior at that damn fund raiser, just like she said she would, collecting information on the family. Smart demon. Unfortunately her time and usefulness was drawing to a close. Alistair took a breath, tilting his chin to obs...
I got back from Fi's house, my mind still swimming with the mornings events. I grabbed myself a cup of tea and sent a text to my Wendi to ask if she was due back any time this morning or was she going to pick the kids up before she came back. As usual, the gossip was more gripping than home life and she would be at her mother's house for the day. I busied m...
I had reached that pinnacle where I could indulge myself with photo shoots that I dreamed up, instead of a client dictating everything, and still sell them somewhere. In this case, it came to me one night about using a white cyclorama background, with white plaster statues interspersed with nude models painted white. Anna happened to have made molds of most...