Mrs. Smith began the next rearrangement raffle. "Last night, Karina was the last Student to get her assignment, so this morning she will go first in our rearrangement raffle. Please come forward, dear." Karina was layered in translucent pastel saris and veils, reflecting her Hindi culture and teasing the assembly with hints of a curvaceous body underneath...
Moore ran his tongue the full length of her core and placed a kiss up at the top. She jerked his head up again. Carmen wasn't typically this aggressive...she sat up from the bed, hunger in her eyes. Shoving him back from the edge of the bed, she sat there and quickly got her fingers on his belt. With her hands so close to his bulge, he felt it ache against h...
It was Wednesday morning and picture day for Brittany’s school. Brittany awoke from her sleep, not really excited about taking pictures. Brittany never really liked taking pictures alone and especially school pictures. As she showered, she was thinking about what to wear for the unlucky event. She decided to wear her blue overalls and not try and look all p...
On that wild Thursday in the middle of April, when her life changed for the better, Violet Graves woke up with a violent headache, accidentally knocked over an entire shelf of medicine while searching for the aspirin, washed down the last two aspirin in the bottle with warm, bitter water, took out the trash, stepped in a pile of squishy dog crap, tripped ove...
Dedicated to my dear friends "Jane" and "Cock." * * * * * Jane first saw the silent man with the shaved head at her own engagement party at her fiancée's mansion, and Jane knew instinctively how much she wanted that man from the very moment she saw him. His piercing dark brown almost black eyes captured her attention immediately, although she had to admit...
"The Captain has turned off the fasten seat belt signs. Once again, thank you for traveling with us on American Airlines. Enjoy your day and welcome home." The men around her thumped their legs and jittered with both excited and anxious energy. None of them could wait to set foot on native soil. One by one, a single uniform rows stood in unison. The last pe...
The city of Nashville held many good memories for me, both in terms of business and pleasure. Back when Chris and I ran East Cost Image, our work caught the attention of Vanity Fair magazine who chose us to photograph Carrie Underwood outside of the famous music hotspot, Tootsie's Orchid Lounge. In the process I'd struck up a friendship with a country music...
[Author's note: This story is inspired in part by an incident from one of the many terrific stories by Harddaysknight. I hope he'll forgive me; after all, as Mark Twain should have said, "plagiarism is the sincerest form of flattery".] [Author's note #2: The continuation to this story will probably not appear right away.] * There are certainly lots of blu...
Every summer, in our nice little suburban Long Island community all the neighbors get gather in someone's backyard and enjoy a barbecue. We rotate the duty of hosting the get-togethers which means doing the grillwork but the guests are required to bring other dishes, soda, beer and wine so there is never a burden on any one family to shell out lots of money...
I was getting older, 49 to be exact. And though I could pass for younger, Hollywood for the most part was a young person's game, and I was getting a little too old for the demand for the young, cute and cuddly. Let's face it, I was a dinosaur, and in the age of "reality" television when episodic drama had all but disappeared, I was definitely expendable. I h...