I'm having this on and off again fling with a lady I'd met on a diving course in Albany five years ago. Jean is seventeen years older than I; English with incredibly attractive hawk like features, a well-defined body and lustrous & lengthy black hair. We hit it off from the first moment we met and within two weeks we were lovers. I, at the time, was a poor,...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. This is just a flash story. Not to be taken too seriously. ***** Margot Murphy walked the nine blocks from Northside High School, to the small home she and her mother and step-father were renting. The eighteen year old felt the springtime pollen attacki...
I live in a cabin in the woods that my wife and I built several years ago. She moved out last year and we got a divorce. I'm not sure what happened. We're still friends but I guess we just drifted apart. I'm a writer and have a couple of books published and a collection of poetry. I have a little following but nothing major by any means. I teach writing at a...
Travelling for work is not as much fun as it used to be. All those airports, those sleepless journeys, being up to speed on most movies and Discovery Channel documentaries is no substitute for a regular life. Constantly hopping from hotel to hotel, albeit with grander and grander rooms then suites as the work and career progressed. Learning to pack for a wee...
Liz's cell phone rings and she looks at the number on the caller ID; it's the same area code as hers but she doesn't recognize it. She flips open the phone and says hello in that sexy, bitchy voice that turns most men into an incoherent mass. "Hi Liz." he says confidently. "Who is this?" She asks in an indignant and princess-like voice. "It's Dennis, the...
Chapter I I was 19 years old when my father gave me "The Gift." At that time I didn't know what it was and didn't know what to do with it, but it didn't matter. I respected my father and did what he told me to do. We were an unusual family, my father was a full-blooded Seminole Indian but didn't live with my Anglo mother and myself in Jacksonville, Florida...
Okay, back to the correct numbering of the parts now. Has there really been six? I wonder how many of you, if any, have read all of them? Why not let me know if you have, or haven't come to that. By the way thanks to all of you who've taken the time to reply with, mostly thank goodness, nice mails and compliments. Please, though do let me know of anything yo...
The parents were out and I thought I was home alone, up until I heard voices coming from my sister's room. I wasn't deliberately eavesdropping. My sister and her friend, Traci, were talking rather loudly, lamenting their current status. Both my sister and Traci are what would be described as nubile young women. For those who don't know it, nubile means sexu...
Heidi called the police before she went to work the next morning. "It happened again," she told the same officer she'd talked to the day before. "He...he called again." "OK, ma'am," the officer said. "Look, here's what you do. Call the phone company and ask them to put a trap on your line. It will probably cost you a few bucks, but it will allow us to catch...
His wife worked second shift at the supermarket, the kids were in bed, and there was nothing on television. Jason sat at the computer surfing the web for pornography. Tired of the same old stuff, up skirts and down blouses, albeit, his favorites, he wanted something different, a video, perhaps, instead of photos but he had watched every up skirt and down bl...