[Author's Note: Anything in () dictates a characters thoughts. Please Enjoy.] Arthur tugged on his tie nervously. He was sitting in an uncomfortable chair waiting for an interview with one of the countries' largest art distributers. His curly brown hair fell around his clean-shaven face as he looked from side to side. The blond woman at the desk seemed con...
I had no idea there was anything different about me until just after my 15th birthday. That's when I joined the Junior Varsity Football team and took my first public shower after a particularly strenuous practice. Bobby Larkin, the class clown, took one look at my pecker and let out a whoop. "Hey everybody! Check out the elephant trunk between Derek's legs!...
I knew the fridge was empty so I made a shopping list during my afternoon break and on the way home from work I stopped at Safeway. I grabbed a cart, hit the courtesy counter to get my lottery tickets for that nights drawing and then headed for the produce section. I am not a picky shopper. I know what I'm after so I pretty much grab and go. I'm not one to...
Hitting the highway with a Harley sitting between your legs is one of the most thrilling things I’ve ever experienced. The sense of freedom, the power, like you’re riding a piece of a storm. There’s no better sensation to have while heading out on vacation. Unless, of course, you’re having hot, steamy sex with a very attractive man. Then it’s a whole new b...
I lay there in stunned silence, my death sentence ringing in my ears. "I have H.I.V," Ron just told me. How many times had I warned myself about the dangers of dating on Craigslist? How many guys had I blown off because of the teeniest suspicion that they might not be safe? How much time did I have? I bolted out of bed and raced into the bathroom. There w...
Chapter 7 Romance and Love A true romantic, Michael yearned for love much like Don Quixote searched for Dolcinea. Never relinquishing his belief that, one day, when he found his special person, he would find love and romance. Like innocence and virginity, something not shared with more than one in a lifetime; he believed that love and romance were as one an...
Michael wiped his hands on his jeans. Sucked in a few deep breaths. He waited until his nerves calmed. He pulled the double glass doors open. He entered the high school office; most of the secretaries had gone home. Tomorrow is the last day of school. Michael walked up to the counter, wide and shiny as a new penny, when Mrs. Harbaugh noticed him. "What may...
Author's Note: Hello readers! Some of you may remember my stories posted under username Haremgirl. Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated! ;-) It's been 9 long years since I had time to indulge in my 2nd favorite activity...writing! Working insane hours plus being a busy wife and mom left no time for my true passion. However, I have more free time...
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Marla hung her robe on the hook next to the glass shower door. As she opened the door she noticed a note taped to the ceramic tile. "Hi Sexy," it began. "Remember how the old shower head sprayed in all directions? Well, I replaced it with a new one. Enjoy. Joe." Joe was Marla's husband. He liked to surprise her with little things he'd secretly done for her....