She always knew that it would come to this. Stephan had been talking about it for the last two years; he wanted to go to Paris to pursue his dream as an artist. Now he's seeing it through. She had hoped that he would find what he wanted here, but deep down she knew that he had to go. That is why Kylie Smith stood next to the gate for the flight to Paris, say...
You present yourself to me for our night out. You look divine in your short black and white cocktail dress, skirt flared, flirtatious neckline with most pleasing sightlines to your cleavage, and a hint of rosy nipple if you are not careful. High heeled white pumps, white stocking ending where?, your hair as gorgeous as always, your perfume intoxicating. Pear...
Note to the anonymous letter writers ... if you don't like what I write then don't read it. If you do enjoy them, I thank you for your comments. * None of my stories is set in the current times ... I really am an old fart and I can't take those little magic pills. Therefore, there is no possibility of "new" adventures. Of course, writing about past adventu...
You present yourself to me for our night out. You look divine in your short black and white cocktail dress, skirt flared, flirtatious neckline with most pleasing sightlines to your cleavage, and a hint of rosy nipple if you are not careful. High heeled white pumps, skin coloured stocking ending where?, your hair as gorgeous as always, your perfume intoxicati...
Dear Readers: Thank you for your feedback. It has helped me make my stories better. And to those of you who get mad at cuck stories -- ask yourselves why. I appreciate your many suggestions. * It had been almost two months since Carol and I started our relationship with Ray. Every Friday night he arrived, having told his wife, Joan, he was going to his lo...
In the small New England college where I taught English, every professor was also required to take on the coaching of a sport or extra-curricular activity. I took on Drama since I had always loved the theatre. We did only one big production a semester, and the one for that semester was to be "West Side Story," a huge undertaking because of the size of the c...
A dull throbbing forced consciousness in, accompanied by a muted, almost inaudible whine. Coming fully awake, the man stayed motionless with his eyes closed for a few seconds. As his lids peeled back to expose his blue, bloodshot eyes to the world, a small groan escaped his lips. He was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling and trying to clear the fuz...
Going into his freshman year at university, Will was a shy, quiet 18 year-old with a passion for film, theatre, and musicals. Although he longed to be on the stage, his anxiety kept him relegated behind the scenes for his high school productions, and despite his resolutions going into post-secondary education, he had found himself working as an assistant sta...
I was never a huge fan of the late singer Phoebe Snow, but it was impossible to reach maturity in the 1970s and not know about her. Her first two albums went Gold on the U.S. charts. In January, 1975 her single "Poetry Man" was #5 on the charts and #1 for adult contemporary. She made the cover of Rolling Stone in June of that year. She didn't quite reach th...
She's tall, pale, and willowy, with jet-black curls falling to her ankles and eyes green like the sea. I see her in the hills somewhere in Scotland. To this day I can't remember exactly where. She's naked, her hair covering her body in soft ripples, but I can see the moonlight shining on her pale skin as she lifts an ivory hand, and I seem to have lost contr...