"Fore," Blaze hollered and pointed to his left as Mrs. Whitney's pull hook screamed toward a foursome on the seventeenth fairway. Fortunately the ball landed short of the other golfers but rolled into the wrong fairway. "Ms Whitney, it's all right, you have a decent shot at the green," he said smiling at her. I'm pleased at the professional and diplomatic...
Standard Disclaimer: You must be over 18 years of age to be reading this story, and blah, blah blah...you know what I'm talking about. Don't do anything illegal. This is Part 1 of an ongoing series about celebrities. Feedback is greatly appreciated, and so is a good vote. Thanks for reading. ___________________ Hello. “Oh god…don’t…stop…(gasp)…god that...
For 6 years since the eve of her twelfth b-day, Maria has been plagued by dreams of a horrific monster who chases her only to try and ravage her. One afternoon, after school, she finds a package on her bed. Inside are some toys from a childhood friend. Among them is a cute lil grey clown puppet. She awakens in the middle of the night to find the puppet sitti...
At Edna's, Jane alternated between "nursing mode", with eight breast and two sets of male genitalia in addition to her female ones (see "The Toy Salespeople Ch. 06") in order to give simultaneous oral and genital satisfaction to her husband John and her girlfriends Edna and Lequ, and "loving mode", in which she kept just two H-cup breasts and her female geni...
The cop folded his notebook, left a business card on the desk, and headed for the door. "Ms. Roundtree, don't drag Tom into something he doesn't deserve. Call me, when you want to talk." He stood in the doorway, turned back and pointed at his Coke bottle on the desk. "I forgot my soda." Before Tom could react, Hannah jumped up, grabbed the bottle, and hand...
This is the third part of a continuing story. In order to appreciate the characters and their relationship, please read the previous part: Background Research. * * * * * Lisa typed quickly into her computer, transcribing and editing her notes. The background research that went into her books was often tedious, but it allowed her to create the sense of deta...
It was really the first beautiful day of Spring...snow was almost gone, trees were budding, it was actually warm enough for shorts and a t shirt! But I had a late afternoon class, and it was Friday no less! The last thing any of us wanted to do was to sit in a classroom on a day like this, so Lit class was going to seem like forever! Dr. McHugh was a good t...
They shook. The ropes, I mean. They shook as Trish Stratus bounced off them, then dashed to the other side of the ring. Clad in sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, she was still very striking as she warmed up in the near-empty arena. Near-empty save for me, that is. Myself, a smattering of other ring crewmen, and Stratus herself were all the human life in the...
DIARY OF BRAD DRAKE I have never been so ashamed of myself. What I did to the guys swim team was unforgivable. I was given a gift that was more precious than anything was and I squandered it away on selfish, physical desires. I used these guys for my own sexual pleasure, I took advantage of their minds and bodies and I don't know what to do about it. I assu...
It was late Thursday afternoon when Janis, my secretary, stuck her head in the door and said, "Your four o'clock appointment is here and I'm getting ready to take off. Remember you said I could go home early today." Damn! I had forgotten about Mrs. Russell. Tomorrow and Monday were holidays and I was looking forward to getting an early start on the long wee...