It was a brisk autumn day as Karl Chapman, Dagwood Strewth, and Jessibelle Dillas met in the lower atrium of the Northern Tropics hotel. They had been invited to spend the three day weekend at Aeryn and Edwin's fathers resort while it was getting refurbished from the summer bustle. It was essentially a merger of a glorified motel combined with a small water...
Before I met Jo I'd been fairly adventurous but she was the sort of girl you feel you could settle down with, and although our sex life started out exciting we soon fell into a routine that meant by the time we were married just a year and a half after meeting, I could pretty much predict exactly how it was going to be. Jo had been engaged to Steve when we...
Maria crouched silently against the chimney, one foot easily bracing her weight against the steep slope of the roof. The night air was hot but a slight breeze rebounded through the woman's shadowy hiding place. One nice thing about these wealthy folks, she thought. They loved their fancy houses. The irregularly-shaped roofs offered dozens of spots where a wo...
(Note — Due to recent legal entanglements the subject of these interviews will be referred to as Senator X) * Traveling at better than twice the legal speed limit, highway offramp signs could be deciphered, but few other details. I leaned towards the driver extending the butane torch to the glass bowl that contained the green 2000 dollar-an-ounce treasure....
* * * * * Michael picked Viplove and Sonali up in his car at ten o'clock that morning. "You understand," he said as he drove them to the Supermarket, "that if you wish to become members of the club you have to do exactly what I tell you to do during the next twenty eight days?" Viplove and Sonali sat in the back of the car holding hands. "Yes." Viplove r...
Learning to Let Go is an 8 part continuous series; so if you were naughty and skipped ahead I urge you to start at the beginning or the following may make little sense. Welcome to Part 2. ***** 2010 I heard Jen fitting the key into the Yale lock and felt my heartrate jump. Since she'd last texted I'd spent part of the time me considering what I was g...
I slept late that Sunday; the effect of the last two nights of rehearsal, followed by the three performances and the overly enthusiastic after-party, had all left me very much in need of a long, recuperative sleep. I vaguely remembered the movement and sounds of my husband, Frank, getting ready for yet another of his far too frequent Rotary functions - this...
As the sun began to lower over the trees Monica yet again stepped from a refreshing shower. Her hour of skyping with her Uncle left she and her bed sheets a mess. Drying herself off with her favorite powder blue towel she drapes and ties it around her glorious body. Her bedroom window as ever wide open to enjoy the afternoon breeze. She opts to change her s...
Local Police Officers, "Gates" and "Dixon" hadn't said a word to Monica since her arrest for indecent exposure. Facsimile arrest that is. No Miranda Rights read at least. Still, she was locked in the back seat of their Squad Car with handcuffs binding her wrists behind her back. Naked. She didn't know whether to laugh, smile, cry, or beg for mercy. After al...
10:12 A.M Strolling through the park, 18 year old Britney Leanne Foxx enjoyed the bright sunny day. Wearing bright yellow stretchy pants that ended at her calves, and a white tank that exposed her belly button and firm abs, she felt alive. Forsaking panties her pussy had a well defined camel toe expressing through her leggings. A thin white bra kept her...