"Aha! I see you found the old tank top," Dave said, hugging Summer from behind as she stood at the kitchen counter chopping potatoes. Wrapping her arms around his, Summer smiled. "Did you think there was any chance I wouldn't? I'd already found it way before you left your phone message." "Well, I was right, you do look absolutely amazing in it." "Thank yo...
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Many years ago, I was part of an advance team coming back from Iraq well ahead of the main body. After touching down and given a "Welcome Home" celebration we were given a forty-eight hour pass and those that had family already there went with them but that left a large amount that did not behind and stuck in the barracks for the weekend. At the time I was...
Chapter 17: Force of Habit Bette, Tina, baby Angelica, Kit, and Shane sat around their table at The Planet on Saturday morning. Carmen, feeling frisky and mischievous, sat in Shane's lap and leaned over to kiss her from time to time as they flirted shamelessly and openly with each other. Kit had always been charmed by them as a couple. "You two are so hot...
Shane and Carmen: The Novelization Chapter 14: The Traveling Wilburys When Carmen dropped Shane off at her house, Shane asked, "Do you want to come in for a while?" "Thanks but no thanks. I think I just want to go home and take a shower and talk to my mom. I have to tell her I'm moving out and moving in with you." "Will that be a problem?" "No, I don't...
On the plane, we took to come back to Italy, there was another mixed couple like us: he was Italian, and she was from Moscow. They had the seats close to ours, just on the other side of the corridor. So we started to talk, and we became friends. They too had come to Moscow for the New Year, to visit the parents of hers. And they too lived in Tuscany, close t...
Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun, I swea...
Author's Note - Hey. I just wanted to let you guys know that this story is still basically porn. If that's what you're looking for, just do a word search for "cock," "tumescent," or "mariachi band." That should get you there in jig time. The other thing I wanted to say is that this story has two happy endings, and no, I don't mean the professional massage k...
The old man was lecturing, so I amused myself by attempting to figure out which customers in the restaurant were really Feds. My money was on a couple in matching sweater vests. They were just a little too cute to be real, and I had caught them sneaking furtive glances towards us one too many times. Naturally, Pops-- being something of an underworld celebr...
Ballet One I'd taken up classes when I was 5 years old. My beautiful mother, Natalya, was an émigré from Russia and had trained at the Bolshoi Ballet in Moscow. Then, on a tour in the 80's to Canada she had defected; not because she hated the Soviet system but because she met my father Andre, a Quebecer. He was a dancer too, but had decided to leave the pro...