DIRTY, DIRTY GIRLS: Amber Tries to Relieve my Condition My last night in Vientiane, I'm on my own, having put Ben on a plane headed home earlier that day. I was now unencumbered, by my own unexploded ordinance of a brother. Sonny, my older half-brother, was genuinely looking out for me. The same man who tried to get me laid in Paris almost eight years ear...
I rolled over in bed and groaned. My head throbbed, and pounded. Hangovers are the worst, I need to stop drinking with my friends. I rolled onto my back and rubbed my eyes. I lay there staring at the ceiling trying to remember what happened last night. My head hurt something terrible. I blinked and sat up a bit. I looked around and couldn't recognize my su...
There comes a point in many writers' careers when they reflect on what they pen and why. I am at that point right now as I type this document. Perhaps you, the reader, are there with me. Whether or not, I hope you find lessons in these words. I hope you will understand that the opinions expressed herein are mine and that everything I say is merely a suggesti...
Since I can remember I have worked with a photographer named Harry who lives in nearby Boxford. Harry has a very nice property near Stiles Pond which contains his studio, his house, a pool, to legitimize bikini shots, a gazebo for wedding and engagement shots, assorted shrubberies for backgrounds and this post which kind of stands there unexplained but which...
Forty-five minutes. As Victoria Richmond goes back into her house, her mind is still whirring. What with the kids being so damned difficult these days, Joe's job worries and now Father Brian's odd comments after mass, it's a wonder she's thinking straight at all. But now, now that mass is finished and Joe has taken the kids for their Sunday morning kick a...
Mark kept flicking the pages on the internet site until he found just the right image he was searching for. It was a lovely blonde and she was on her knees sucking a huge black cock. Mark studied the way her dainty white fingers were circled around the thick shaft. The camera got a nice shot of her diamond wedding ring as her lips locked onto that thick shaf...
It all started one afternoon as I was finishing up my shopping at the grocery store. My name is Jaina, and I'm a woman in my early thirties. My 2 children were at school, so I was alone at the store. I had just gotten in line at the checkout and was glancing through the magazine selection. I never bought them, but sometimes found it interesting to see what...
There she was, the woman of my dreams. Her photo, on Facebook that is. I would never have the courage to actually speak to her. So beautiful. Smooth skin, like some sort of silken goddess. This is that one picture. I nearly died when I first saw it. It's at a party. One of those ones where people get drunk and do silly things. I always had this theory that g...
I have no idea how sexual hypnosis -- or hypnosis at all -- works I just decided to use that here because later in their story Paul will use hypnosis (On Jill's permission) to make her orgasm in public. ******* Jill Paul was a charming and intelligent man, a great conversationalist, who had a wicked sense of humor. He knew how to behave in the gatherings...
It was 2.37 in the morning when I heard the key in the door. I knew this, as I hadn't slept at all and the clock next to my bed glowed the digits. Over the last hours I had found myself looking at it more often then the time changed. I always find it hard to sleep after Joanna has stormed out, throwing something at the wall. The first time she did it, it f...