"No, Alex, I know your preferred drawing style is Manga, and I've got no problem with that! Sure, you can take characters from someone else for this assignment. But no drawing style can simply ignore foreshortening, the closer you come to the viewer, the larger objects become." "I know! I just can't seem to get it right," she looked positively uncomfortable...
I know exactly where I first got the idea. I was laying on a massage table in my favorite therapist's office. Patty was rubbing my fanny out nicely and we were chatting away. She asked me if I could fill in at her evening class she held for students fresh out of the school where she taught several days each week. Now normally she just used one of the ma...
I know that I will receive endless condemnations for writing this. Especially from my fellow Muslims in the Ontario region of Canada. However, I must tell my truth and live my life. My name is Siman Labaan. I was born in the town of Bur Salah in the Mudug Region of Somaliland. My father Muhammad Qadir was of Saudi Arabian descent and my mother Aziza Labaan w...
This is a romantic crime thriller which contains some romantic sex, some non consensual sex, some male on male violence, and a lot of very interesting and interacting characters, with some twists and turns in the story. As with all my stories there is not always a nice tidy happy ending for everyone -- life is just not like that. * The area was deathly qu...
I strode quickly into the theater, trying not to appear too nervous. Jenny and I had agreed to meet each other at the movie theater at 6:00PM. I saw her about twenty feet away and jogged over to her. This time I initiated the hug. As I pressed her body against mine, I felt my cock begin to stiffen. I quickly started to think about the upcoming new movies, so...
In chapter 1 if you have read it.(You will only really understand this chapter if you have read chapter1) (I hope) I was transformed into a fuck-slut whore at the "GENDER BENDER" and through drinking the liqueurs I was given I passed out. When I awoke I felt very strange. I was sitting on one of the couches and sat next to me on either side were two young m...
Part 4 “Come on sleepy head, get up.” A petulant voice roused me from my deep sleep. Jeez, she still wants more, I thought, until I recognised Monique, Margaret’s sister, Monica’s mother. While they both looked alike, Monique was plumper with a slightly different shade of ash blonde hair. “You’ve been sleeping for hours. Mother has asked me to show aroun...
It started as a bit of a mutual joke, I suppose, but as the realization that we were both talking about the possibility became more and more frequent, there grew an underlying, sexual tension that was palpable. Christina was a bartender at one of my favorite recreational stops, the Turf Club at one of the prominent casinos in Atlantic City. For those unacqu...
Dave had wanted to be crucified for as long as he could remember. He was brought up in the Catholic religion and even though the religious side of things had never made much sense to him he found the images of the crucifixion and the scourging erotic beyond words. He had long kept his fantasies to himself until he saw a personal in his local newspaper. It re...
The following day, Wednesday, I managed to last until late morning at work before I just had to ring Steven for permission to pee. This time he directed me to remove my panties at my desk before going to the toilet. Embarrassed, I slowly worked my panties along my thighs before quickly reaching down and slipping them off. He had directed me to drop them in t...