Aboard his flight now, sitting somewhat comfortably in his seat, he has the chance now to reflect back on his morning. He closes his eyes and in his mind retraces his steps back to when he first woke up. He had looked over at her, and a smile had crossed his face as he admired how peaceful and cute she looked in her sleep. She had been so good to him the nig...
This is a continuation of Black Controlled Society, Parts 1 and 2. Please read those stories for background to this part. This is a story of fiction and all characters are 18 years and older. The Exam Twenty year old tommie was led to a medical exam room by a tall, thin, cute aide. She was in her early twenties, about 5'10" and 115 lbs. She was wearing tig...
The essence of this story is true - a woman calling her husband, long-distance, to tell him what she's up to in her hotel room with another man. It was told to me by a long-time friend, someone I trust. I can't, however, vouch for the dialog; I don't remember his tale verbatim and so I've imagined what a woman like my friend described - gutsy, sure of hersel...
I can't believe how hot the neighbors' son looks. Running my fingers over my nipples and squeezing them through my tee shirt, I gaze at their car as they back out of the driveway. Kevin has sparked my imagination many times. A smart, good looking kid... what I wouldn't give to teach that boy the ways of the fuck. I've never acted on my lustful thoughts....
As always, Valentines Day fell on a cold February night, but that didn't stop the love in the air. Couples young and old took to the town in the night filling the atmosphere with a lovey dovey air, though for some it wasn't the same, some couples had to spend the night working but that wouldn't stop their fun. Jon and Leanne, both worked in a busy pub in th...
I remember the first Earth Day, April 22, 1970. I was a senior in high school and had just turned eighteen the day before. All my friends were going to cut class and go to the festivities being held at Belmont Plateau in Philadelphia. I'd never cut a class before but I was determined not to be left behind. A bunch of us piled into my friend's '63 Dodge Dart...
Vic approached Poppy from behind, and set his head on top of hers, his face in her hair. "Home at last." His hands wandered down his wife's stout and curvy body, grabbing her shirt and casually pulling it out from being tucked in her pants. He replaced the fabric with his rough fingers, sliding them down beneath her waistband and savoring the warm, soft skin...
His strong muscular legs carried him easily up the steep, barren Tor. A surge of expectation coursed through his primed body, primed for this very night. Under the soft silks that clothed him, skin covered hardness, honed from years of heavy toil on the outskirts of his village. He bore the work easily. He should do as he was the chosen one. His whole life h...
The day starts out cold and wet. Again. With tons of work piled up on her desk. And more on its way. Plus, the phone just will not stop ringing. And the people on the other side of the line, well, they're rude, badly spoken and idiots. In other words, the day appears to be a total write off. Head in her hands, Kate stares at the reception phone, willing it t...
Chapter 1 THE STATUE Another week-end alone - the fifth since she had split from Michael. Week-days were bad enough, getting through the day-time was made easier by her work, the evenings were really difficult. The empty flat, memories all around her, memories of him, memories of them, together. But at least there were things to be done, work brought home...