This Is Dedicated To: Desiree... With Love, Mike I asked Victoria to write this for you, from me. February 14, Valentine's Day. It had always been a very special day for Mike and Desiree. As Des walked out to her car... she hoped tonight was going to prove no exception. It had begun snowing as she walked from the office to her car... a 2002 Subaru, whi...
Ever since I was a little girl, Christmas time has been my favorite time of year. But now I was a grown woman. I was home for the holidays on winter break from college. It was so great to see Paul, my high school sweetheart, after 4 months of being apart. Although we'd been dating for over two years, I was still a virgin and I intended to stay that way until...
I picked up the nickname Bosco because of my smooth as chocolate milk skin. Some guy I dated said I reminded him of the drink and the name stuck. Now I dance under the name. Dancing is what you make of it. I grew up in Poughkeepsie. I worked the Hudson Valley while I was finishing high school. I know what you are thinking. But I had good fake ID. Actually m...
Carmen stared at the pile of papers on her desk and grimaced as if experiencing a sour organism. She was looking at three grueling hours, maybe four, and chucking pain for pleasure, she fled her confining office. On her way home, she thought about stopping at the adult video store and checking out the new releases. But her highly critical nature told her tha...
Chapter 7 Big Times, Then Retirement. I have to thank (Hale) for the fine editing skills without which this effort would not be readable. The final chapter of this tale. In this Chapter the girls graduate from Hank's bar, to a Las Vegas adventure. They have their ultimate experience in Vegas, followed by the conclusion of this story. Like the rest of my s...
My name is Harriet Tamlin and my life didn't start, not really, until the summer after my eighteenth birthday. I spent the first seventeen years of my life at death's door. Well, maybe not literally, not every day. I'd take breaks from chemo, sometimes they lined up with breaks from other things, and before you knew it I had burr of hair on my scalp. I'd p...
Eva looked out her bedroom window. She had heard the gate to her driveway being opened. It was Jim, the son of her best friends Alice and Mike, arriving to mow her lawn. Eva was a fifty five year old widow, living alone on the outskirts of a small college town. Her husband Eddy had passed away three years previous. Eva was only now beginning to pick up her...
I've invited you over for dinner. A romantic evening awaits. There's a three-course meal waiting for you with plenty of wine to go with it. You've been ordered to wear exactly this: a dress that ends no more than three inches above your knee, ties behind your neck and is backless. You're to wear no bra. You're to wear a red and black suspender belt, crotchle...
This story series is a spin off of the successful and wildly popular "Journal of an Agent" by Carnage Jackson. At the end of Carnage's story, the main character, Dean Simonds, faces a major dilemma, where he has to choose between staying in Hollywood with Alyssa Milano, or heading back east with Natalie Portman. Please note that this might not necessarily ha...
In Chapter one our heroine, Kate, a successful businesswoman turning 60, has asked herself a troubling question. Is she a slut? Thus began a series of chapters in which she describes to her husband Henry (her fourth husband) her life beginning with her late teen years and her sexual activities at each stage. The portion in italics in each story is her recoll...