This is a story attended for adults, not for those who adults feed, watch, and change. If you are over 18, and still your mom makes your bed, you can read this but you are immature. ANYONE UNDER 18, DO NOT READ THIS. Go outside and play. Copyright © 2004. Blanket permission is granted to reproduce this work in any medium for any nonprofit purpose. For other...
Pt. IX: Assignations Jack called Caitlin before he left for Pahrump. It was 5:30 a.m. his time which meant 8:30 her time. He excused his failure to be there as he said he would be when she called with the report of the urgent message from Sam Hanson. Jack briefly reported on the two new additions to the list of women who mysteriously disappeared, Candace P...
I was angry. Not for nothing, but at almost forty-six years old, I had managed to earn four degrees and was about to earn a fifth. I had been a teacher for twenty-six of those years, from the time I graduated, a raw girl, from university. I had managed to avoid pregnancy and single motherhood, not through any great goodness of my own, but because God was wat...
(Note: this is an awkward call: one unwieldy piece, or four fairly short chapters? Please do try the whole thing rather than jumping straight to chapter 3, it makes far more sense that way. I hope you enjoy it. As always, my profound thanks to Lisa Jones for advice, encouragement and inspiration.) © 2013 Client 07c/1*. As with so many other sensual pleas...
The evening had begun so well; now it was ruined. She was drunk, not so drunk that she couldn't function, just one stage beyond a good buzz. At that point where inhibitions collapsed in the face of the alcohol; where those insecurities normally locked away come to the fore. Worse, she was aroused. Incredibly aroused. The night's events had brought her to...
Never mind why I thought I might have an STD. Later, it turned out that I didn't. I'd gone to the health clinic a half-mile off campus to get tested. I filled out the paperwork at the office window, nervously aware that everyone in the waiting room could be watching me. I found an empty chair and tried to be invisible. Twenty minutes went by before I was c...
As I looked in the mirror, it occurred to me that this was the first blind date I'd ever been on. I've heard the term a million times, but does anyone really go on blind dates anymore? This certainly wouldn't be the first date I've been on, or the second. I've never counted them, that's a pretty interesting thought in itself. Let's see what the numbers say....
This is the story of Terry unexpectedly losing his virginity to a mature lady many years his senior, certainly not in the way he wished. My grateful thanks for the help I have received with the editing of this story. -o-o- I was in foster care from the age of eleven to seventeen and stayed on paying rent to my foster parents till I was nineteen. I kept i...
In the first installment my wife and I made a deal with a Rich Pervert By the name of Phil. Phil walked her through many perversions in a 24 hr. time frame and lined her up for another in Mexico for a period of 48hrs. as well as upped the anti to 300,000 dollars making it all but impossible to turn down. And said to be adventurous and grueling than the fir...
I make love to a big wonderful woman on a large moss covered rock in the woods on a warm Indian-summer day. I met her on the train from D.C. We shared a seat next to a large window. Somehow a conversation started. It was a long ride and we ended up talking about the passing scenery and discovered a mutual love of nature and the outdoors. Lola and I introduc...