3: I am a Big Woman. Whether I am a big Beautiful woman or not is, I suppose, in the eye of the beholder. I love the feel of tight ropes and I tie myself up on a regular basis because I have not found a partner I can trust. I believe this trust issue stems from childhood when I played a game of cowboys and cowgirl with a couple of the neighborhood boys. The...
She found the note sitting on the table, "Clara" written in black ink on the white envelope sitting on top of a small shoebox wrapped in brown paper. The envelope wasn't sealed, it was folded shut, with a single sheet inside. Unfolding the sheet, Clara saw there were two instructions printed across it with black ink. 1. Strip out of your clothing. 2. Open...
CHAPTER FIVE Ed stood me up in the center of the room and stepped slightly away from me. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but I definitely did not expect Ed to say, "Slave Number One, hand me that camera and you and Slave Number Two step in here." A beautiful young woman, no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years of age walked over to Ed and...
It's Saturday afternoon and I've just returned home from my morning workout. Sitting on the front deck sipping hot tea, I smile and watch through the trees as Emily's car turns into my driveway and makes it's way up the hill. Emily pulls her car up close to the deck and cuts the engine. As she steps out of the car I shamelessly let my eyes drink in the sunl...
All rights reserved. No part may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic means, including photocopying, recording or by any information and retrieval system, without the written permission of the author. MORE THAN SHE BARGAINED FOR April checked one last time to make sure everything was ready. It’s her day off and it’s been so long si...
It didn't show. The stress bleeding Arisis's energy away, making his soul coil in his body, it settled around him like an invisible layer of drying lacquer over his heart, constricting and protecting deceptively. A thin, crackled lacquer bridge from problems that must be solved to some other place was hardly strong enough to hold for long. David watched hi...
“You bastard. You know I hate it when you mention her name!” she yelled. “What are you talking about? Are you crazy? Why are you acting like this?” he replied trying to be calm but actually he was a little nervous. “I have never seen you like this”. She reached across the car seat and slapped him across the face. “Dammit you little bitch. You’ve done it n...
This is based on something I really did, only I was the guy and there was no Anjin. Bummer. ---------------- So the best time I ever had was on a sailboat. We were among some islands somewhere out in the Pacific. I could never tell you exactly where, (there's a million of 'em) and it wasn't my boat. We flew to Fiji, to meet our friends, and then we just sa...
Continued from Jim and His Sister-In-Law-Days 1,2 and 3 Preface: Monday my sister-in-law, Bea, and I saw Sally, my wife, and Jack, Sally's brother/Bea's husband, off at the local airport. Sally was to help Jack with a big business opportunity. They would be gone until Friday and Sally's instructions to Bea were for her to take good care of me! For the res...
Disclaimer: Sexual acts are between fictional characters over the age of 18. There is a degree of incest here, beware if that bothers you. ~~~~~~~~~~ This journal shows up in my mail, and I open it, to read: ~~~~~~~~~~ 12/15/1955 Dear William Patnaude IV, Where do I begin? How do I convince you that what you are reading isn't a hoax? Does it even matte...