Where this story ends doesn't sound like the end and maybe it isn't but for now it is. If you think I should go on, say so but if not then I'm pretty happy with the way it is. ***** It doesn't matter where or how I met Brenda. When I first saw her she was in her wheelchair where she had been confined since birth. She was born with muscular distrophy. Brend...
Kelly looked at herself in the mirror, pulling the bottom of her bathing suit tight against her crotch and running her finger up the crevice between her labia. She stepped back and looked at the strip of fabric covering her crotch, but all she could really see was the gently rounded mound of her vulva. Nothing was clearly defined. It was just the rounded mou...
************************ Brentwood's private quarters were both sumptuous and stately, yet fittingly masculine - elaborate beyond anything Violet was accustomed to. Tonight was the first time that Brentwood had taken Violet here; doubly so. A small antique clock with a lighted face cast a pale blue glow across the otherwise darkened bedroom. Violet had note...
The next day, Friday, we didn't see each other. She left directly after her class to go home and get ready -- that was the plan, at least. Myself, I just stayed in my apartment, biting my nails. When the clock reached 7pm, I was dressed nicely in slacks, button-up, tie, and jacket, and a 'man-purse' filled with stuff. I left the apartment, got on the subway...
Morning cam way too early for everyone and most of the guests didn't stir until late morning. The majority of the Palin clan was up when one by one the guests came into the kitchenette looking for coffee. By early afternoon everyone was wide awake enough to begin to feel human again. Todd and Track got the large fishing trawler all decked out and gear stowe...
The dubious craft of "modeling," posing in front a camera, was the last thing on my mind. It simply came to me, I certainly didn't look for it. People had often taken my picture, just for the fun of it. But in Paris that was about to change. I arrived in the 'city of light' a week before I was to start a summer job, to chauffeur German and English speaking...
Chapter 11 Laura wasn't sure how she had made it through the last five days, but somehow she had. Not only had it been nearly impossible to concentrate on her school work, but the admonishment to avoid any sexual relief only made it harder to do anything but think about relief. At least she only had another hour to go before things started. And of course an...
Now, gentle reader, you will have been wondering what our pair of scholars will be asked to learn? Ironic isn't it that our two anthropologists—people who are to teach the rest of us about the cultures of the world—are themselves made to be students. As the field notes indicate, both Professor Winderly and doctoral candidate Doume' were directed by King Mo...
I saw an ad on the internet and decided to apply for the job. It sounded quite nice. This resort was seeking girls of pleasure with no inhibitions for 1 year on a tropical island. The only way in was by ferry from the mainland, but as soon as we arrived at the island we were greeted by two lovely young girls in short dresses and a boy who took our luggage a...
As Alyson reclined on the couch she studied her husband Joe. After being married for more than twenty years she had become an expert at figuring out his many moods. But right now she really could not tell what was going on in his head. Not knowing what he was thinking would make her crazy so she asked "Joe what in the world are you thinking so hard about?"...