"Alright, tell me what you feel." Lydia closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Without opening her eyes, she pointed. "They hate me. All of them." "How many?" "I want to say twelve." "Move on." "Darguni is there." "Why?" "Because I feel him. When he is working, I can feel the energy off of him, but I can also feel this weird little spark, I guess he...
I had just mowed my lawn and was dragging a plastic trash can half-filled with grass clippings to the curb when I saw her. She was walking breezily on the sidewalk, approaching my yard, and looking every which way. I stood there and stared at her without really meaning to. I think it was just unusual to see a young woman dressed like she was in the middle of...
A few years ago, I was dating a lovely young woman; for the sake of this story, we will call her Carolyn. She was my ex's best friend, and we always knew we had chemistry. Needless to say, when things ended with my ex, Carolyn swooped in and claimed me for her own. I definitely wasn't complaining. Carolyn was definitely petite, coming in at five-foot-two-inc...
If you have read any of Weekend at Claire's, then you will know that Lydia is not quite the pretty, demure PR girl that she seems. This story dates back a few years, to her sixth form days at an expensive girls school in the South West. One February, Lydia and her friends went on a ski trip to Courchevel. We join her in her hotel room... * With a towel wra...
57 year old Lydia Mae Valentine smiled with love at hearing the voice of her daughter Tonya on the phone. "Hi Mama, how are you?" Tonya asked. "Hi baby, I'm fine. I'm getting along. Thank you for the dinner plate." Lydia said. "The chicken was delicious." "It was no problem, Mama." Tonya said. Her mother's vision wasn't completely gone but it was close to...
With all my senses occupied, I had no idea how long I was tied to the bed. Jen's recorded orgasm could have been anywhere from five minutes to half an hour long, for all I knew. I didn't hear Lydia come in; I'd briefly worried that Jen might have forgotten the keys, and that I'd be trapped here until my roommate got back on Sunday, but sure enough, the musi...
After breakfast Anteros and Vesta walked together toward Lien's home. They stopped to admire the wares of a few merchants on the way. Anteros had to deliberately avoid looking too closely at the many attractive women he saw. He was having trouble avoiding sexual thoughts and his penis kept threatening to harden. He really didn't want to experience the humili...
A work of fiction *** While this is a stand-alone story. The characters in this tale also appear in "Philadelphia, Texas" and "My Two Brother's," which chronologically predate and are contemporaneous with this story. *** In New Mexico a mile above sea level, separated by the Gallinas River sit 'New' East Las Vegas and 'Old' West Las Vegas. Once named the...
Lydia stood in front of her sink full of dirty dishes. "God I miss a dishwasher." She thought. She was tired and cranky. Hilary had been even more demanding than usual. It was like children have a sixth sense about sensing a bad day and pushing the limits. Lydia had taken all she could then finally decided to send her to bed early. She did the dishes in a tr...
Chapter 30 -- Blowback ***** After the excitement of learning about being Dragonborn, climbing the mountain to High Hrothgar, then battling against another dragon outside Kynesgrove, returning to work as a Companion was a slight comedown. Not that it didn't provide plenty of excitement, but in the back of my mind all the time was the dragon issue. But...