Catherine Snow was a stickler for literature. Back in the day, when Cathy was a little girl, she was a voracious reader. English was her favorite class, her favorite A to earn, with Math in close second. She decided while she was a teenager that she wanted to spread the gift of the English language to the world. What better way to do that than teaching? She...
I was not happy with my husband at the current time. He'd gone and arranged a barbecue party for Saturday afternoon. Problem was, he didn't tell me about it until Friday evening. It had completely slipped his mind. Still, not a problem, he told me. Just grab some sausages out of the freezer and thaw them. As if that was going to happen. For a start, I didn'...
This story was written with the restrictions to use present tense only and no dialogue. The following words had to be used: footprints, red lacquer, Camembert, perfume and Rolling Stones. I liked writing it; I hope reading it will give you just as much pleasure. Water, swishing back and forth over the sands, makes a soft sound. A gentle breeze rustles the f...
Timmy reread the ad, as the bus roared up the hill and diesel fumes wafted through the open window to upset his already nervous stomach. Wanted, a personal servant to attend to my every need. Must be a male with boyish looks, at least 18, but no older. Must be no more than five-foot five inches tall or shorter. Must be thin and small. Generally, the smaller...
The Bar I’m standing at the end of the bar, 19 floors about the waterfront. The rotating bar gives the most impressive view of the Toronto skyline at night as well as the star lit sky over the lake, as it spins on its axis. I have asked you to meet me at this spot where we can hold court over the city. At precisely 9 p.m. you enter the bar. You wear t...
My eyes were heavy and almost drunk with exhaustion, but sleep simply did not come. My mind was fully aware and ignoring my body's fatigue. I wondered, is this what my mothers wedding night was like? I took a deep breath and ran my tired eyes around the small hotel room. I wanted my brain to marinate in it. This is as close as a girl like me will ever get,...
It was sixty years ago, so the social and sexual codes were as different from those of today as a bunny rabbit is different from a water buffalo. I was barely eighteen, and as innocent as a newborn lamb. This girl, whom I'll call 'Janice' (not her name), was already experienced. She was a year older than I, and had had at least two lovers before me. She knew...
This story and its sequels contains: erotic MF coupling, romance, male oral, female oral, vaginal, doggy, tattoos, birth and incest. Copyright 2005 N8Dreams, All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. This story may be reproduced only in its full, original, unedited and unmodified posting where: 1) full credit is giv...
Jolene’s body swayed to the pulsating music emanating from the large speakers at the base of the stage at the back of the smoky club. She walked towards the bar, barely noticing the people packed into the small room. She hummed softly along with the singer on stage, to a song she knew very well, because she’d helped her sister write it. Stepping up to the ba...
Recently I needed some new premises for my business. I am in my early 40s and have great family life, successful business and good social skills. My new offices were in a smart new business park with lots of other small professional businesses, had a great café and outdoor areas. Importantly it backed onto a beautiful national park with great running tracks...