Chapter 2 -- Train Wide Shut Trey awoke in his cabin car on a train into London, he was on his vacation enjoying all the English culture had to offer. He never forgot his secret train encounter lover Rebecca, her hair, her eyes, lips, hips, ass and oh-so wonderful smile. He knew he would meet her again some day. Trey had been partaking in the local swing cl...
Again I want to thank my editors, MrWhiteTiger and autoplot, for their wonderful editing and help in making this a bit more interesting than it was before. Sorry T, for not putting in the part about Torture methods in Turkish prisons. I just didn't think it fit. For all my readers, thank you so much for your comments and the 'fun' chapter is next after this...
I'll never forget my first kiss. We were both 18-years-old, almost 19-years-old. A little late for my first kiss, but it wasn't her first kiss. There's nothing like the first kiss. I even remember her name, Kathy. For the life of me, I don't remember her last name, though. I remember that once I kissed her, I was in love, puppy love. I never felt anything l...
Derek and I had been friends for only about six months when we heard the news. The school we were working for was closing, and we would be unemployed in only a few short months. Derek had been a teacher most of his life. He was now 40, and had taught at Brighton Elementary School since he was 20. I was nearly 15 years younger, and teaching fifth grade stud...
Veronica sat on her bed and cried her eyes out. It was the worst day of her life and she just wanted to curl into a ball and die. She had been kicked out of her prestigious college for not getting high enough grades. Her Dad, instead of being supportive and wondering what had happened, was furious and had spent the last 45 minutes yelling at her; telling her...
I read a story recently about an older woman who wanted nude photos of herself taken. As I read, I realized that Fran Merryman was the woman I had photographed a year earlier. She left out some parts, so I felt compelled to complete her narration as it actually happened. My name is Robert Granger and I operate a small portrait studio on the outskirts of...
For several minutes I could not bring myself to look over at Diane, for fear that we made a huge mistake. When I finally did peak over, I saw her eyes were closed, a satisfied grimace remained on her face, and her sexy body remained bare. I made my way down her body with my eyes, from her pert tits, to her still slimy snatch. Her blonde pussy hairs were matt...
At 5:20 Sean finally brought the meeting to a close. Of course that was only one of many meetings throughout his day and Sean, although he loved his work, was exhausted. Pressure was mounting with the holidays coming so Sean had spent much of the day holding hands (figuratively, of course) with a number of sales reps. He didn't mind the fatherly role as long...
In less than three hours, I had broken a dozen rules. So hey if I'm going to burn why not throw caution to the wind. And on top of that, I don't know if I would have had the courage to be on my own. I took his hand to rise only because it felt like the right thing to do, not because I was so frail. And he sat beside his body on the bench and I laid down faci...
Rose Gowan wipes the sweat drops coating her forehead after her long trek from her dorm building to the tall, research building in the scorching hot sun. She glances to the building, and her jaw drops upon the building's very high tech and modern look. The building is one of the research buildings owned by her university, and she is here because she is a par...