Chapter 4: New Friends A few days after the wonderful orgy at their house Sue got a call from Alice. "Hello sexy woman. Getting enough?" "Sure am. How about you? The guys taking good care of you?" Sue replied. "Wonderfully, you know how good they are. Especially now that they are both taking Viagra. I had to call you and tell you about a woman I work wi...
It was a hot August afternoon. Cicadas buzzed lazily in the trees. The oppressive heat of summer was just beginning to give way to the brisk comfort of autumn, and to celebrate the end of the season, Michael and Rose were hosting a barbecue for their friends. Little did they suspect, though, what would happen before the sun set on that day. Michael and Rose...
This tale started life as a short story, but has grown beyond my expectation. Each part is now around 2000 words, in response to a comment, where the reader requested longer chapters. Your wish, dear reader, is my pleasure to write. It would be a good idea to read some of the previous chapters/parts. Emma learns the bittersweet lesson of pain and pleasu...
After her presentation, Mandy and Sarah had been avoiding their roommate. If the three of them hadn't known each other for so long the whole affair would have been revolting, and kind of disgusting. But Miranda had always had a strange sense of humor and had always been the black sheep of the trio. After days of not talking about it though, Mandy Finally bur...
More Short Skirts -- this time tweed kilts. We had arranged to go back 'up country' to collect the tartan tweed suit Bob had ordered for me and I hoped we might meet up with our young friend James who had pleasured me in 'Whisky Galore'. I was a looking forward to seeing if a very traditional tweed/kiltmaking shop had been able to follow Bob's instruction...
“John, you’re wrong; women are not more devious than men.” “It’s a proven fact, Baby. Remember, I’m not referring to you personally.” Lori tossed her head and tried not to show her amusement. This was a running argument between herself and John. Well, not an argument, they never argued—just a difference of opinion. After all, they’d only been living togeth...
Interlude I: The Promise of Sand Sand lies underfoot, silent, unknowing, windswept. Sun streams down on vast reaches of sand, it's journey complete. Silent sand, caressed by sun, warmed by the indifference of chaos, sand drifts along the boundary between land and sea. Between what was, and what is. Between being and becoming. Sand drifts just in silence,...
The young, blonde woman smiled at the camera. "Tonight, we have a special treat for all of you at home: the discoverer of the Zeitgeist field and inventor of the Hegelometer. He's also the author of the new book What Your Hegelometric Score Really Means and Secretary of Science and Technology. Please welcome to the show, here to discuss the impact his invent...
Authors Note: This is not much of a story. It is all the background information on how we start where we start. Before you go to tear the story apart in the comments section, there are a few things I don't care about. Grammar is not my strong suite. I am writing them as quick as possible as a sexual release from my frustrations. If you do not like my sexual...
Author's note: I thought when I wrote Love Gun, I had a unique and funny "I Love Lucy" style quick story. I found that my crappy writing made the story get lost. I have gone through and fixed it up a bit, adding dialogue (but keeping it short), and fixing capitalization errors. There is still no sex, the ending is the same and I still don't develop any cha...