...simple sounds, expressing joy, loneliness and coming together, dolphin-like, echoing between a moist, heavy, yellow sky and hard, rolling brown clay... a golden sea... pyramids and spheres... I feel the amazing smoothness of my mistress's inner thigh across my body as she does her cat-like morning stretch. I marvel how there is nothing to compare to thi...
Chapter 1 Ms Zen was turning 40 in just 5 days. The prospect of 40 was depressing. The closer it got to her birthday, the more irritable she was becoming. Although she'd always had a healthy attitude towards age, she had to admit that the reality of turning 40 was far different than she expected. She was actually dreading her birthday and she had avoided ma...
This story is completely true. No parts of it are fictional. This is my first-time... It's 1:00 pm and I'm checked in. It's surreal, I can't believe this is happening. I text him: "I have something for you, come see me at the hotel next to the mall". I know he will come, I've been teasing and tantalizing him for over 3 months. Meeting him at the gym in the...
"Pet?" Hearing Her speak always sent pleasurable chills down his spine. Her voice was calm and steady, but he knew that in an instant Her serene demeanor could dissipate like a fine mist before an inferno. "Goddess?" he answered "While I'm away I expect you to treat Miss Paige with the same respect and care you show me. Do you understand?" "Yes Goddess...
I can't sleep. I feel too good to drift off; my mind is firing too hot. Normally when I feel a flow like this coming on I'd get up and grab my laptop and let it bleed into Word. But I'm just going to let it all percolate instead tonight. Maybe I'll still have some of it left in the morning when I can distill it into my computer. I don't want to get up and ri...
The original of this story is my absolute favourite. I've taken the beginning and re-written the rest. I hope the author will forgive me. It starts in a London charity shop, where a professional man called Phillip is caught browsing through women's clothes. More chapters will follow. * If anyone had asked me a week ago what I'd be doing today, the last...
By the way Alex fumbled with the lock at the front door, dropping the keys I had given him twice, it was obvious that he had been drinking. I remembered him saying earlier in the week that he had to take a client out tonight. I wondered if he drank more tonight in anticipation of coming over here. In a way I was relieved at his unsteady state. It sort of too...
Yvonne finished setting the table, placing a charger in front of each of the two places she was setting. One plate was set on top of one of the chargers, and a stack of two plates on top of the other. A knife and fork were placed in an X on top of the plates in each setting, and wine and water glasses were set out, placed upside down on top of small glass pl...
Donald McKay waited for his wife to return. His mind churned over the thoughts as it always did when he was in this situation and he decided that waiting was what he was good at. Most people were good at something, he pondered, and he was certainly not very good at anything else. Melissa was always chastising him for something; the lawn wasn't cut short enou...
"Well, the debate seems to be over." Creighton Zell said with some satisfaction. "I think Senator Antonovich fielded that question on space policy well, right Ms. Sharp?" Scarlett looked with faint distaste at Creighton Zell, an obese sycophant whose bald pate was sweating under the television klieg lights. It always seemed as if Presidential candidates...