Orange County: Personal Trainer * In order to understand the plot, you have to read this as a continuation of Orange County: The Personal Trainer. These are stories in a series set in various locations in Orange County, Southern California, involving professionals like therapists, trainers, real estate agents, doctors and journalists and their sexual encoun...
This is the fourteenth episode of my unreliable memoirs and brings to an end the story of how I met and married Lesley. Each episode can be read individually but it helps to have read the previous episodes in particular the first three parts of our trip to France. I didn't realise when I started that it was going to take so long to tell this part of the tal...
Chapter 1. SUSSEX POSSESSION The roast chicken is still raw in the middle and the tall, thin, elderly bewigged Judge, red of face and with a hooked beak for a nose, pushes the pewter plate away from him in disgust. Summoned hotfoot to Whitehall from the Quarterly Assizes in Bristol at Michaelmas 1688, he found the Privy Council were not yet ready for him, a...
Author's note: The story of Laura's and Tommy's relationship thus far is covered in "Laura's Fire", published in the Romance category "Being Free Together", published in Lesbian Sex category "Love Thy Neighbor", published in Exhibitionist and Voyeurism category "Breaking Up And Making Up", published in the Romance category This is an independent seque...
The pledge class of Tau Kappa Omega fraternity stood at attention while Dale Winston, the blond and blue eyed chapter president paced before them, handing out a pep talk and lecture. "Gentlemen, it is time for you to take on one of the main challenges you must meet on your journey to brotherhood. Now let's hear our TKO motto when it comes to women!" In uni...
*Author's Note: any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. Also, this story contains Male bisexuality. If male to male action offends you, please hit your backspace key now. *.*...
Anita was up early. She didn't have to be at work until late afternoon, but she wanted to get some shopping done downtown. By getting an early start she wouldn't have to rush, and could take her time browsing and just generally relaxing. She was dressed very casually in jeans and a modest jersey. She could change later for work with the clothes she had pac...
Dear Readers, thank you for reading these stories thus far, this chapter took a while to appear and I should warn you it's a long one. However there were several things mentioned in previous chapters all of which I felt I needed to bring together in this chapter. I am mixing several mythologies and taking ideas from a variety of literary sources to create t...
The snowflakes were drifting beautifully to the street below as the workday wound down. I was grateful for the electric lights Mr. Thompson had had installed shortly before I had come to work in his office, for their warm glow was marvellous against the slate-grey afternoon sky outside. It was just one of a hundred delights I found in being a working woman i...
Our carriageur was nowhere in sight, but a lazy horse ride wouldn't've served us much anyhow. We made for the nearest trolley, which didn't contain our quarry departing from the party, but we hopped on it anyway, holding white-gloved hands and grinning like idiots. When the trolley got under way, she surreptitiously rested her head on my shoulder. I reached...