He was late. He was always late. Why did she let him do this to her all the time? The bartender, "Jen" could sense her frustration when she walked into the bar to wait. "How about trying the house specialty?" Asked Jen. There was a giant tank on the bar. Chunks of pineapple and vodka. On a hot May afternoon, it looked refreshing. Ice cold Stolichnaya Vod...
Pauline was a country girl and the big city was dragging her down by the day. Every night this week Pauline has got home after 1 am and work called at 6 am. She was wasting money on drinking and her work performance was suffering because of it also she had been caught speeding twice in three months. If she was at home she would have been spanked for the late...
I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it he...
This one is just plain sick, so consider yourself warned. Don't judge it too harshly till you've read all three parts, though--it's not going where you probably think it's going. * "Why are you doing this?" the girl asked, and for a moment Tolliver wondered that himself. "Because you deserve it," Vyce responded. He gripped her right arm as tightly as Toll...
I met D my second day of classes here at college, but we didn't hit it off till the second semester, when by chance, I happened to sit next to her and we started talking. In retrospect, I think she liked me before that. We had another class together--one of those ridiculous, pedantic group sessions that every school inflicts upon its students--and I cracked...
Thanking the Mexican cooks. Game 17 Ch27 Perhaps it was spring 1985 now. Again we camped at the State Park camp ground with our motor home. We'd made plans to eat at the Mexican restaurant and visit the strip club again. Other than that we found out the best plans are to not make plans. We took pride in thanking people who had been good to us. Hank and Hel...
My wife was out of town a few days about one week after the last “incident” had happened, and all I could think of was sex. On Friday afternoon after I made sure that everything was as it was supposed to be at work, having put in a few extra hours to make up for those that I had lost reading and answering personal e-mails, reading newsgroups and chatting wi...
It was a warm summer night and I was walking home from work. It had been a late night because of the mayor's birthday party that was held at the restaurant where I'm the hostess. It had been a large crowd and I was glad when I could finally leave. Living in a city I don't have a car and it was too late for public transportation so I decided to walk the short...
When my vision cleared again the scene had again changed. I looked on a great vaulted chamber lit by bronze oil lamps that flickered from the walls. It was opulently appointed in the Ottoman style. There were low couches or cushions set in a semi-circle around a circular raised platform, which was draped in velvet and silk. Around the raised platform, suppor...
I have never really liked working Saturdays, but I was beginning to wonder if that might change. There's rarely anyone around on Saturday, so it enables you to get a lot done. This Saturday, however, I was hoping not to get any work done at all. I showed up bright and early Saturday morning, only to find that I would be the only one at the office for th...