Curious. If I were forced to use one word to describe my own character it would probably be Curious. Other words that would probably describe me better could be nosy, blunt or excessively shy and dull but I guess that bottom line, I try to be positive about myself and life in general. So Curious it is. I cannot remember one single day of my life that has no...
Rick moved to the other side of the bed, picked up some old mail and magazines, and set the vase down, arranging the flowers in the sunlight. All the time, he kept an eye on the strange sandstone sculpture given to him just the day before. Sun Li said that it was "meant" for him, or some such. Could that be why only he saw a man and woman making love in the...
INSTRUCTOR: Mr. K. DESCRIPTION: This course of instruction is open to females who identify themselves as primarily heterosexual and provides one-on-one student instruction to introduce her to the subject of female sexual submission to a dominant male. Class applicants will be accepted on a first-come, first-served basis, with a minimal amount of screening f...
Ned strolled the house, passing a couple of his attendees lounging in the living room. Their faces lit up at his entrance, freshly energized as he echoed their eager greetings. Ned felt his own palpable temptation to the girls' eager reactions. They placed themselves in their most approachable postures and asked if there was anything, anything at all, that h...
[Movie review with possible spoilers.] The future has arrived 2019 is the setting of the original 1982 Blade Runner. While don't have replicants or flying cars yet, we do have something that Deckard probably didn't: unlimited access to every kind of pornography imaginable. If I'm in the mood for it, I could sit in Bryant Park on a sunny afternoon and link...
Striding down the dimly lit corridor, i glance over at her. she can't be more than...20? 25? Yet she seems to think she has a submissive side...well, perhaps she does. Where was i when i was 20? i had no clue about that "other" woman who was living inside me all those years. i feel a pang of jealousy toward her, only because she may be discovering something...
Preface: I want feedback, as I want this first chapter to make you beg for the second chapter, or else I'm not doing my job. Warning, it is the first chapter of a novel. So it reads like one also. Not much "action", but I feel like it makes up for it in psychological awareness. *** Chapter 1: On my way to work The walk from my apartment to the hospital...
Part 1, A Jeff and Emma Story Jet sat on a bench in the mall, mid afternoon on a lazy Tuesday in June, and idled the time away watching the young clerk in Les Bon Temps, a lingerie store embodying something of both Frederick's of Hollywood and Victoria's Secret. The woman, early to mid twenties perhaps and a little mousy with her clunky glasses, didn't appe...
This is the second installment of the series. The Road Trip should be read for context prior to reading this segment. However, with a little imagination one may make the leap well enough to suffice. None of them knew how long they had been waiting. Their eyes glanced toward the building and were fastened upon the door that stared toward them. The door was...
Drew pulled his collar up closer to his ears. "What the fuck am I doing here? Its fucking cold, the snow is blowing, and I want to go fucking home" he thought. His angst was not North East, Maryland, the little town he had rented an apartment in. It was his desire for home in California. It's not rebuilding a prison and doubling its size, all while its 110%...