Chapter 1: The Far Eastern Gentleman's Offer "You out of work?" asked the far eastern gentleman. He looked as if he was from China or Japan, or perhaps some other part of the Far East. The tables had turned over the years. Once the western nations had been economically predominant. They had invented the industrial revolution, and most of the scientific brea...
"The past is never dead. It's not even past." William Faulkner, Requiem for a Nun (1951) Preface: The Teller of the Tale My name is Mitch Taylor. You may recognize my name if you follow the best seller lists. My fourth appearance on the most prominent such list in the USA will occur next week after the very recent publication of my new novel. Alth...
Home from his second year of college during a short spring break, Chris was taking the trash out to the street at the front of his parents' home. A young woman on a power walk stopped to talk. "Chris? Chris, is that you?" "Why, ah, Angela?" "Yes, you remember me. How nice," she said extending her hand to him. He shook her hand and said, "I almost didn't...
I have often found that if you stare at a beautiful garden long enough, someone is likely to come out and talk to you. Occasionally, they're annoyed at what they consider your invasion of their privacy – and you just want to suggest that they put up a fence if they don't want you to look. Sometimes you meet a man or older woman who is eager to tell you every...
Hi it's Mandy again. My husband Dan and I spent a two-week holiday in Cap d'Agde in the south of France in September. As you know from our previous stories, we stayed in the naturist section of Cap d'Agde which attracts a lot of swingers. Things get really wild there – especially after the family holiday season has finished. Before we went there we were both...
Hi, This story was written by the lovely Dee then edited by me. She has asked me to submit it for her. That I am very pleased to do for she is a beautiful woman. Please enjoy. Feedback is greatly appreciated and will be shared with Dee. I am sure that she will write more if the feedback is positive. * I was now getting used to this. I had been modelling f...
I became more and more nervous as the time of my Monday 4 p.m. class approached, because Chad was getting to know me more and more intimately as a woman and because I'd promised to satisfy him. Could I trust him? This was his second class with me. He proved to be a good student: conscientious, hard-working, and active in class participation. I could tell tha...
The Olympic sport of shot put is an athletics (track and field) event involving throwing (putting) a heavy metal ball, also called the shot, as far as possible. Competitors take their throw from inside a circle 2.1 metre (7 feet) in diameter. They must rest the shot put in between the neck and shoulder, and push their throwing arm straight when they throw. T...
Now an old man I was sitting in a railway carriage opposite two women dressed as nuns, one mature, the other quite young, My mind went back 60 years. At that time I was a member of what is now referred to as Special Forces but in my time as Special Operations. I was parachuted into France in early April of 1944 to prepare for the forthcoming landing later i...
Do you find that in this sometimes painful sometimes wonderful world of ours that life's pleasures are best enjoyed when they come unexpectedly? I do. That's how it was with me and Mrs Kellerman. Unexpected, and fine, very, very fine. I met Mrs K when I was staying at my aunt's house one summer. At the time immediately before I met her, I was in a kind of d...