The year is 1785, in Colonial America, Virginia Colony, Terrence Whitley is at his friend, Thomas Morris' house having dinner. They are talking about a partnership that Terrence is proposing for a new business venture of sending mail to people across the country via a system of horse riders going through dangerous Indian territory to deliver letters and pack...
The train eased to a stop along the long concrete platform buzzing with people all of whom were trying to reach their chosen destinations along the journeys of life. His heart was racing at torpedo speeds wondering what this amazing turn in his otherwise dull and routine life was going to bring to him. Afterall, he was going to meet the person for the first...
I'm Barbi, and I'm having one of life's most embarrassing moments. I'm in Captain Sue's office on the bridge of the Angela Merkel, just finishing signing the papers for the transfer of ownership of Mai Lang to myself. She's in her cabin packing her few possessions, and the taxi is on the way. Lady Parkwood just walked in and after a very warm kiss with the...
The Origin of Uncle PART III I'd recently filled Little One with a large load of cum, at her request, and we were snuggled up in our best nude, post-sex sweat. Only a few hours earlier, we were two strangers at a local Indian casino who'd met and wanted to blow off some sexual energy and, as it turned out, we were very sexually compatible. We were hungry...
Legal disclaimer time: The people in my story are totally made up and shouldn't have any resemblance to any current or past hockey player. Once again I'm developing characters and plot, so be patient and hang in there! * Song 2 java,I love java sweet and hot, Whoops, Mister Moto, I'm a coffee pot Shoot me the pot, and I'll pour me a shot, A cup, a cup,...
Each year I travel to the convention at Hay on Wye. It's a small town near Monmouth in Wales that has the most amazing river close by where in my teens and early twenties I used to canoe. Now I go to this sleepy area for its once a year awakening where book sellers, buyers and authors come to share tales, ply their trade or just browse and pick up the atmosp...
Never mind what I do (did) for work or what I look (looked) like, details which have become irrelevant since The Day It All Happened. Monday: Forget Monday. I love work and Monday was an all work day and nothing noteworthy happened. Tuesday: Wedding invite reminder for this weekend is on my calendar. Perfect as I am starting to become a little unhinged...
She is the most beautiful creature in the world, I thought to myself as I looked over at my wife. She was just finishing her drink and we would have to hurry if we were to get showers in time for tonight. We had a meeting with a young man set up for not long from now and we both needed to look our best. From his own description he was well-to-do and was ver...
Sheri lived about five minutes from me. I'd seen her at the primary school our kids attend, she dropped off and picked up her daughter every day, but we hadn't had a chance to talk, only nod, until my daughter wanted Sheri's daughter to come home and play. After we had discussed it and exchanged details, Sheri's daughter went home with us. Later, when Sher...
We all have a drive for normalcy. We live for excitement, to be special, to be unique, but at the end of the day, we all strive for this level to be like everyone else. Even non-conformists conform to each other. For me, even though I started seeing a dominatrix months ago, I had to add coffee dates or shopping dates before our sessions, just so it felt like...