Indirect Speech Exercises Stories

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Punk-Chew-Ay-Shun

by Dreams of Desire on Sep 1, 2017
How To

Yes, I know its knott spellt that weigh, but sum people seem sew con-fused about simple gramma that I decided to post this humble guide and save them – and myself – some time in future. The Comma Comma usage is in some respects a question of personal writing style: some writers use commas liberally, while others prefer to use them sparingly. For instance...

How to Punctuate Like a Pro

by KillerMuffin on Sep 13, 2017
How To

What's the point? Other than the dot at the end of the sentence. Believe it or not, you already know a lot about punctuation. You read it every day and your brain remembers it a little, even if you don't. Trust me on this, I'm a total grammar geek. You know when it looks right and when it doesn't, but you may not always know why it's not right. Perhaps...

Houston II Ch. 04

by Paris Waterman on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 4. Doctor Coughlin Argie had been waiting patiently for thirty-four minutes when Dr. Coughlin came out to meet her. She jumped slightly when the handsome, dark-haired man breezed confidently into the room and extended his large hand to her. "Hi," he said in a resounding baritone, "You must be Mrs. Franck. I'm Dr. Everett Coughlin. Sorry, if I kept...

Sunday Morning

by Azuldrgon on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

As Cindy arrived home from church...she thought about all the errands she'd have to run and the fact her parents were expecting her to visit and to listen to them rehash their senior citizen bus trip for the eleventh time. The good thing about church was the feeling she got when she felt the world come off her shoulders for a little while. She wore a multi c...

Information Disease

by rgraham666 on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Undoubtedly you're asking the questions, "Information disease? What's that? And what does it have to do with free speech?" I first came upon the concept of information disease almost thirty years ago in a book called Snapping. At that time there was a great deal of interest in and fear of various cults such as the Moonies, Hare Krishna and the Children of G...

How Do YOU Do It?

by ARobinsHood on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

How do YOU do it? As a healthy adult male I've learned one thing about masturbation .. everyone has done it, and probably still does. For most men, the onset of puberty is also the onset of a very serious relationship of their hand with their penis. The occasional explorations of a child become a full blown (sorry) love affair of the penis and whichever han...

The Sidecar Tales 02 - Jane

by TheKeith on Oct 15, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sitting on the park bench in Saint Louis, I was about to eat my fast-food lunch, when I looked—really looked—over at my chance-met seat-mate. At first glance, she looked like any of the homeless folks that grace all of our cities, and I'd been braced for the usual come-on tale of woe, followed by a plea for some 'spare change.' But, as I started to open my...

Yoga

by regnglad on Aug 18, 2017
First Time

It started as a day like any other, unremarkable in every sense of the word. I got up, ate a bit, showered, packed my bag and headed into town for a yoga session. When I got there the only one there except me was the instructor, we exchanged a few pleasantries (something I've never felt good at) and then I prepared for the session by getting changed and taki...

Summoning the Succubi Pt. 07

by EroticKappa on Sep 25, 2017
Romance

"Well, might as well get Neko from Shinji's room" I said to no one in particular. As I was walking to his bedroom I saw him walking towards my bedroom with Neko at his side, his face flushed and pants wet. I swear, Neko better not be hurt. "What happened?" I asked. "Well... You see..." We went to my room and he had explained everything to me. Neko had spil...

A New Life - Month 01 Pt. 01

by subtlelee on Sep 18, 2018
BDSM

In the confines of my cage, i lost even more track of time than i did at home ... and yes, it did strike me that i had already come to think of Mistress's house as my home. There were no clocks; the lights were raised or lowered without warning, but never too bright or completely dark; i was fed at what appeared regular intervals (the food was bland, nearly...