I parked the minivan in the last row of an army of pickup trucks outside "Scooter's Saloon". I like the minivan for surveillance because it doesn't attract much attention, but here, in this sea of symbols of raging masculinity, I felt a little effeminate; one big four-by-four dually in the next row even had a large, plastic scrotum complete with testicles ha...
Mrs Darcy was an imposing woman, beautiful and elegant, but strict and unsmiling. Dark hair and dark eyes. A hint of Irish in her accent at times. I had never met her before, but I recognised her from the TV. She had a recurring role as the vengeful ex-wife of the hero of a long-running period drama. She never smiled there either. She was standing behind me...
My wife and I used to live in San Diego, but moved inland for economic reasons after our kid was born; I still call him a "kid" because it's amazing how quickly they grow up. Now we miss the beach, especially Black's Beach (a nude beach) which we had frequented. This year we decided to plan a weeklong trip to San Diego because it had been so long since we'd...
Erotic Adventures of Sexy British Super-Spy Jane Bond When sexy, dark-complexioned British spy Jane Bond, her tall, blonde lover and World Wide Web inventor Wendy Warmcox, and Jane's spy husband Brad, all retreated to Brad and Jane's bedroom, Wendy was already completely naked and beginning to bring Brad under the same bewitching spell that had made Jane fa...
When Richard had first suggested the idea to Mary that she should try to imagine other men watching her when she masturbated, she was not convinced that it would excite her. Some weeks past by until one weekend she found herself alone in the house. All that day she had been feeling horny but also very tired. She decided to take advantage of the quiet house...
As Abby pulled into her driveway, she saw Morgan's car. 'That's a nice site to see! Allen's a great brother but I need female ears and advice, not Vince's good friend.' Abby entered the front door as Morgan was coming down the stairs. "Let's be quiet, I just put the twins to bed. You can leave your stuff by the door. I've got some wine, cheese and cracke...
We were in yet another dingy hotel room barely fit for the cockroaches, owning only whatever we could transport in the old beat-up station wagon. But at least we still had each other. I sighed with a saddened weariness as I noted the lone bed, large enough for us both but clearly about as old as the well-trampled carpet. The once-white walls were definit...
Under the Abaya Part one When someone asks you about Arab women, you would probably think about religious women who are brutally oppressed by male clerics. You would think about how they are forced to wear a hajib and cover their faces, how their male oppressors are allowed to have multiple wives and that they have little to no rights. You would probably...
Diana's Journal – Entry 1 This is exceptionally late into the experiment. I honestly can't believe I didn't consider this before, though it's not all that surprising; I've been known to neglect things like this in the past. Allie says that it always makes her laugh, since I'm one of the more exceptional students in the university. I'd be lying if I said I d...
This is part of a series so trying to jump in without reading chapter 1 will probably be difficult. =============== Detective Riley adjusted the negligee as she approached her door. She'd been expecting the knock, and she was fully committed, but it still seemed a little strange to her to be wearing lingerie at nine AM on a Saturday when she'd gone to bed...