(c) Dean Askin writing as Aden Kains Part one – Requiem For an instant Morgan feared he had forgotten the small blue velvet-covered box. It had rested atop the bureau for almost two whole years, waiting, needing to be dusted regularly. Then he felt it bulging in the pocket of his tailored St. George slacks and his mind refocused on Faithe, within reach ac...
Wanted: Male stripper for ladies night at local bar. Call Ted at 555-1212. It was the 80's. Ladies' nights and male strippers were just coming into vogue. This ad was the first indication I'd seen of one in our area. I would have ignored the ad except for two things: I wanted to make some extra money and I was looking for a way to 'meet women' (code word fo...
CHAPTER 1 The ruggedly handsome guy with long black hair and very pale complexion leaned back on the chair in the half-empty Starbucks and wished he'd chosen a coffee that tasted like coffee. Idly he studied three under thirties women at a table who were dressed like businesswomen. He winked at one and she turned away embarrassed and their heads went togeth...
1 Ebony Hayes put on her best red dress revealing her bare arms and cleavage. Though she really needed to wear something casual but she was feeling free today. Very free. Besides she was not looking for a man and she knew the right place where she would have fun without being hit on. Ebony put on her dark red high heel shoes and special sparkling necklac...
Initial arguments: Let's say that I am called Alexandra. I am a gorgeous young woman, with round face and breasts. People tell me that my body should be in calendars or pin-ups in which the girls wear bikinis or even fewer clothes. But my parents insisted that my older brother and I should pursue dignified or lucrative careers, so I followed my father's foo...
Chapter 1. Goodbye St. John. Snow fell on Mount St. John last night. It has made a tiny white cone on top of the mountain, the first intimation of winter. Here at Windabri, in the valley, it is still autumn but up there in that little cone of white it is already winter. St. John is about thirty kilometres from Windabri, and serves as is a sort of seasona...
The Charter was packed. The front seats were taken up mostly by a group of parents without partners. Mostly women but a few men were with the group. Some had brought their children but not many. To my rear was a group of nurses, and then too there were a few male nurses mixed in. Those of us who were singles or couples who had booked on just to fill up the c...
Introduction This is a bit of a departure from what I normally write. I hope you enjoy it. Whether you do or not, please rate the story. Your feedback is always welcome. Maximillian Chapter One - Club Noceur The night it happened Kayla Burch was sitting at her favorite table at 'Club Noceur'. The club, although new, had already gained a reputation as one...
Hi there, our heroine, the utterly insatiable Judi is all set to tell you another erotic tale from my TASTY BITES OF PINK SUGAR collection. Good news, you don't need to have read Part one, HEY, WHO SAYS I LOST, to be able to enjoy this bawdy tale! So, if you think you're up for another piece of her erotic weekend's adventure, then how about trying, WHO SAYS...
Note: Two parts. Inferential sex only. A satirical response to the women at coffee break. To the half dozen who read and enjoy my work, I extend my appreciation. My apologies to those who are offended by my style and communicative eccentricities. ***** In the distance the wail of the siren warned that the ambulance was coming. No doubt the police would arr...