Ch. 2 – First Fun Day At Sea I went to bed early that first night, tired out from the traveling and the sex bout with my maid and steward, Ramon and Dea. I had a light dinner and after my customary cognac and cigar, I retired with a good book and some classical music on the stereo. The first day at sea I rose early, calling for breakfast after a quick show...
As a child, I was crushed and broken, although I mended myself time and time again. I was and am a stubborn creature, built for some greater promise than that which my parents handed to me at birth. I am a wandering soul, questing for meaning in a world that gives me none. During this quest, I have met many beautiful and arrogant people. These high beings...
It was about 9:30 one Monday morning when I was asked to go to a room on the top floor. I was told it was for some dictation, and I was to take a notepad and pencil. I found one in the office and headed upstairs. Entering the room I found a man in his early forties wearing a three-piece suit with shirt and tie. He had brown hair, fairly short and a pleasant...
As my husband pulled his car into the garage, he had to be very careful. Getting the car into the garage was always a tight fit. He was deliberate, but was able squeeze it in next to my SUV. He had been traveling on business for the last four days. Usually when he comes home from these long trips he is was very tired and just happy to be home. As he came i...
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"Please take my shorts and underwear off." "Wipe me." "Bath me." "Touch me there" These are the words she said to me. So yes, I can say that I own this woman. She is completely dependent upon me: for food, for clothing and I can honestly say she cannot even go to the bathroom without me! This total dependence has been my ticket to an introduction to love...
In a five star hotel in the city centre, Stella Price was pouring another glass of rather good champagne into Tina McIntyre's glass. Tina had been reluctant when Stella entered her into the Manchester "Bar- Maid of the Year" contest. But to her amazement she had finished third and thus the reason the champagne was flowing. Stella looked at the beautiful yo...
-And now I've written this. Go figure. I think this story will be hated by one side for having romance and by the other for having a dog in it. I like it because of the romance. Again, go figure. With a final, hate-filled scream that clawed at the soul, the execution ended. Inshini, Countess Mardapur, released a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding...
Chapter Five Valentine's Day Wedding Three years later we got married on a day and a date that we would always remember. It almost didn't happen. "You have to take the job," Jill insisted 7 months earlier as she rode my cock on the big comfortable bed in our Gramercy area apartment we decided on as a compromise for her Upper Eastside job and my Bowery one...
The sun was shining, there was a soft breeze blowing, and the air smelled sweet of grass and flowers. Mary and Grant walked slowly hand in hand; Mary slightly blushing watching her feet as she walked. Grant looked over at her and was warmed. He was so amazed with this young lady. After all she had been through, she was opening up to new experiences with leap...