The other night I was sitting on the couch, listening to Grace Jones sing "Pull Up to the Bumper" and looking at Naomi Campbell's book of photographs. "Naomi is child to woman wrapped up in one. Her smile - intoxicating. Her sensitivity - alluring. Her range is infinite, her energy unique. She's my favorite. She gives her all." Those words by the great ph...
The origins of the magic marker are unknown, only that tales of it's exploits have been told for centuries, a magical artifact that can change both mind and flesh with a stroke. Earliest reports of the artifact state that it had been a quill once before slowly adapting to the writing instruments of the twenty-first century. It is said that the marker has alm...
I was a bit preoccupied that evening. I remember one of the guys arrived late in the evening. Susan had taken a long bath and was wrapped in a short fuzzy robe. She went to the kitchen when she heard footsteps outside, and I saw two shapes go up the stairs. Later I found the robe on the kitchen floor. I remember making a pot of coffee and checking out what w...
Oriana lay in the bath, completely relaxed with her eyes closed. She smiled and hummed at the smells coming from the soaps in the water and on her. Agnese had washed her well, before excusing herself to make them both breakfast. It wasn't long before she realised that Agnese had actually been gone for a quite a while, and that she could no longer hear the so...
Ch 12: Aftermath Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The cha...
The night before, I woke up at 1 a.m. Sara was still sleeping by my side, getting up I found a notebook and continued to searched for a pen. Upon finding it, he wrote a note, folded it into a bird using origami and placed the paper crane next to the sleeping young woman. I started to get dress and putting on my shoes, walking back to the bedroom I smiled gaz...
Even though Chryssa had steeled herself to not expect Lord Plath to return so soon, she still felt a moment of disappointment when her next client came in and was definitely not the Licken. Although, that disappointment only lasted for, literally, a moment, before it was overtaken by a kind of horrified fascination. During breakfast, Matron hadn't told her...
A little history about Helen, Michael, Vicki, and myself. Helen and Michael are ex-bother& sister in-laws, Michael was married to Helen older sister. They stayed friends after his divorce from her sister. Vicki and I are best friends we have been that way before and after our Divorce {that is a horror story about her mother}. Michael, Helen, Vicki and myself...
Miss Feri walked into the classroom with her usual chipper smile. As always the teacher wore her white lab coat, and kept her wild mane of brunette hair in a fluffy pony tail. The young woman had also taken to floating when she walked, adding a couple feet of height to her short, slim stature. While she could handle the student body thinking she was eccentri...
Ok, here's a little tidbit from my past. Snuggle up to Daddy. I was about 25 and working as an executive for a department store in downtown Philly. When you're a single, relatively good-looking heterosexual man who wears a suit every day in a business where the co-workers are about 90% women, most of them young and hot, well, life is good! Except, I was ki...