On my way to my first Monday class, I stopped by my assigned graduate student cubicle in Hertz Hall, the main building for the university's electrical engineering program. Each of us in the graduate EE program had one where we could study, receive messages, and store stuff between classes. Maybe the university is preparing us for our cubicle destinies? My t...
I awakened Wednesday morning in my cum-soaked bed after wet-dreaming sex with Dr. Jamie Devlin. Like many dreams, this one had some parts that were unclear. Try as I might, I could not force my mind to reveal the missing details of my dream's sexual experience with her. Waking up in a bed with a surprisingly large cold wet spot would have been far more toler...
"Can we use your key?" Brian asked, turning to Kelly as they crossed the hotel courtyard area towards their ground-floor room. Exterior lights were beginning to flick into existence all around the pool's patio area as the daylight began to disappear. "Oh," Kelly seemed to remember, patting a hand against her chest. "I... lost mine. I think?" "Had it tucke...
"Triethylene X," the doctor began as she pointed to an image on the screen depicting a complex chemical structure, "is a neurotoxin that was developed by NATO and its allies several years ago to be used in war. It is an airborne toxin that causes severe neurological damage to all animal life. "Three months ago the chemical plant in Saudi Arabia that manufa...
Manasi remembered how Pawan Kumar had started for Railway station amidst heavy rain in the afternoon for his journey to Visakhapatnam. When she went to bed, it was raining. It had still been raining when she woke up the next morning. The rain bore down mercilessly upon the heart of the city, pounding on the rooftops and turning the streets of the area into m...
My name is Dr. Christiana Swensen and I am the founder/director of the Swensen Sex Research Clinic in Stockholm, Sweden. My area of specialty is the study of the male reproductive system and the pathologies associated with the epididymides, vas deferens, bulbourethral glands, and the prostate. My research over the past seven years has been devoted to helping...
Chap. 1 "You must be Steve Harris, My name is Lamar DuBois, I work in computer engineering." "Nice to meet you Lamar, I don't know what happened the dam thing froze up and I can't get it to work." "No problem my man, that your wife?" "Yes." "She is beautiful, if you don't mind me saying." "No I don't mind and thanks." Lamar liked the picture. The woma...
A traditional week at the beach for old friends takes a new turn when passions affect the life-long barriers among the couples. This chapter completes the story of Bryan, a widower, Jeff and Linda, Mark and Sasha, and Bob and Carol. All are in their late forties to mid-fifties. You might enjoy this chapter more if you read Chapters 1 & 2. ***** Bryan was u...
Afternoon sunlight leaks through closed curtains. She fights to stay awake, sinking into the recliner's supple leather, socked feet against the rug. Remote in hand snaps the widescreen television on. CNN's prim-voiced newscasters are a welcome break in the apartment's quiet. Luxurious and still, the empty rooms had been napping with her. In her state of exha...
Author's Notes: Welcome back to my story, my faithful readers! Thanks for hanging with me, and especially to all of you who have taken the time to comment or send me feedback messages. They're greatly appreciated. Like always, if you haven't read the previous chapters, you're going to get lost. I don't make much of an effort to explain references to earl...