"I'm gonna go get cleaned up," Cassidy said. The flushed-faced naked man on the hotel bed murmured a reply. He was exhausted. She turned away, glad to be leaving him, and went into the bathroom stepping gingerly on her left foot. She closed the door and locked it. She lifted her bare left foot onto the side of the bath and spread her toes. The warmth of her...
Author's note: This account involves revolutionaries and bad attitudes and is not a sex story although sex occurs, as does violence. If you want a stroker, look elsewhere. This story is probably mostly fictional. All sexual acts involve live humans of age 18+. Your thoughtful feedback is appreciated. Editor's note: Revolution raged throughout Europe during...
Carol Hart had a dilemma. For the last year, she had worked as a waitress in a coffee shop in San Francisco's business district, without making much money but with other positives. She had a chance to meet a lot of men there, including mostly gentlemen but there were a few assholes as well. Until that day, she had always thought of Hank - she didn't know his...
The name is Bartleby Florestal and I'm a big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm originally from the Republic of Haiti, down in the Caribbean. A long time ago, I was a police officer. I came to America in my early thirties and decided to go back to school. Thus, I enrolled at Brockton Community College, majoring in the field...
A full two days had passed before Ana could finally go back to school. She hadn't wanted to admit it to herself, but Mr. Smith was cute...very very cute, and suddenly, Ana was looking forward to the prospect of another school day. It was weird. Before meeting him, she had detested the absolute idea of school. Now it wasn't so bad after all! The first two pe...
This is a short story from when I first became a woman. I'm sure many of you have had similar experiences as you learned your way around. ***** I did my best to hide my new gender identity from my parents. I loved them dearly, but they were very traditional. My father was half Vietnamese and my mother was a Russian immigrant. I was afraid they wouldn't und...
Work in the law firm progressed without further incident. Josh and I still and sex on occasion, mostly drunk late at night, but I was generally too busy for a relationship. And I didn't know who I was, I didn't like the girl I was becoming. Two guys, two really great guys in twenty five years, and all of a sudden, I'm a call girl for this confident prick. Bu...
It was nothing unusual to get an e-mail asking me to do a house call on Friday afternoon. My manager knew I loved to leave early on Friday because I work late Monday to Thursday. (it was her way of telling me to enjoy my week-end) Her name was Miss Lee it was about 20 minutes from work (about 10 minutes from my home) "Her computer is running slow" that's al...
So, what do I do now? I was staring at the check from the European Lottery Company. £75m or about $150m was the sum I'd won. It was as tense a time having the money as it was the week before having nothing but a monthly pittance of a wage from my business and no sense of what direction I was facing in. However, this tension was of a different sort. I began...
It seemed to Nichelle that an autumn day could not have dawned any more perfectly than this one had. The sun shone down brightly and reflected beautifully off the gleaming blue waters of the mountain lake that she had set her tent by the previous evening. Early morning bird calls filled the clean, cool air and left her feeling magnificently refreshed. Murmur...