The party had been a good one. At one point there must have been 20 or 30 people milling around our house, talking and enjoying each other. As the night passed some of our friends left and others arrived. By 10 PM we were down to 4 couples. We had been sitting around making small talk and telling a few off color jokes when one of the girls suggested that we...
EARLY ONE EVENING "You know, Mom? I like going out with Johnny but he keeps trying to get fresh with me. How should I handle him," Barbara Baker asked her mother. "How old is Johnny," her mother asked. "He's my age, twenty years old." "What does he do," her mother asked expecting Barbara to say something like, "He works in a super market." "He keeps tr...
Everything was on the line. It was 11:29 pm, and the executives at ABS were profoundly nervous. The debut edition of their live comedy program, "Rough Sketch," would hit the airwaves in just one minute, and the suits feared a disaster. "Rough Sketch" was ABS's effort to go head-to-head against "Saturday Night Live," and the trade magazines thought the idea...
Ahhhhh. It's good to be back. Nice vacation in Hawaii with Ronda, but I'm an agent, best in the damn biz. LA LA Land is my home... my jungle, and I'm the king of it. "TIMMY... GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!" I yell for my young assistant Timmy. He's annoying sometimes and gets in the way here and there, but... Yeah, he's a pain. Timmy runs into my office. "Yes sir?"...
Chapter 11: Yvonne's Story This is the continuing chronicle of the MILF club. If you have not read any other chapters I suggest you go back and read them for background, although most of this chapter will make sense even if you don't. Just for review, Chapters 1 through 9 are about Sherry and Peter, the primary couple in this story. Chapters 10 and 11 are b...
[ This is the first story that I have written so please be kind. I will gladly accept any tips or pointers. Oh and I'm pretty sure I got all of the spelling errors but if you find any please tell me. Enjoy. ] It was the closing night for the the musical we had been working so hard on. All we did was make the lighting arrangement and program the cues. The ha...
Ava was well-versed in utilizing creative resourcefulness to accommodate her peculiar sexual proclivities. She was sorely lacking, however, in the crucial areas of discretion and caution; chagrined, Ava berated herself as she straightened her skirt, silenced the radio, and wished she had tinted windows. She should have turned off the radio before things had...
It hadn't taken Almandar long to find her. If you asked those who liked their music, and knew the local entertainers, she was distinctive enough that it really took very little effort indeed to learn where she was performing tonight. He was lucky that she had been in the city at all, of course, because she often travelled elsewhere, as bards were wont to, bu...
Chapter 8: The Party A male servant answered the door, and, giving Timothy a quick and puzzled glance, escorted them inside. Clare's house was over-the-top and opulent to say the least. The floors were made of fine marble, the ceilings were high, there was a huge crystal chandelier in the foyer, and statues and fine art seemed sprinkled around almost everyw...
The night was hot and sticky. The roar of traffic pulsed between every set of lights in this urban sprawl. I'd been blown out by a friend for what would have been a great night of drink, music and hopefully, lust. Every few months or so we head down town and immerse ourselves in the seedy side of life. After years of boredom that 9-5 throws at you, it's goo...