This is a continuing story, read from the beginning. Tasmanian Tigers are marsupials that look more like canines than felines, even though they are called tigers. They are also called the Tasmanian Wolf, but are not related to wolves in any way. The tiger part originates because of the stripes on their coats. Hope you enjoy the story. ======= THYLACINE...
Being on a male dominated collage course had its advantages. For one thing the guys spent most of the time shirtless with a pair of overalls tied around their waists covered in dirt and oil bent over the hoods of cars; as a result I often got diverted staring at overall covered asses completely forgetting what I was suppose to be doing. To combat their semi...
Chapter 2 – Liz, Autumn I found out more about Liz's problems a couple of days later. The rest of Charlie's visit was fun, we went to see a movie together and then had some dinner, and funnily enough I felt closer to her than I'd felt for some time. It was as if being apart had made us appreciate each other that much more. She left on Monday morning. I g...
Welcome! Many thanks for reading my short story, The 1st Interview! I'm going to let you decide the outcome of this and the 2nd Interview, so please email me and let me know who you would like to work at L/J's! The winner will be revealed in "L/J's", a short story to be released later this year. If you have any other ideas you'd like me to explore, feel...
Thank you to everyone who gave such lovely feed-back on Chapter 1. I must say I was surprised that my first effort received such positive comments. I hope you all enjoy Chapter 2. Catch-up: Caroline has visited Lisa an on-line friend and made some life changing decisions. She has found a flat and a new female friend. She has also played out some BDSM fantas...
It was late afternoon on one of those rare days in late July in northern England when it was warm enough to sit outdoors until late in the evening long after dusk had fallen. Anne and I were sitting in companionable silence on the patio of our friends Ellen and David with a glass of a nice chilled white wine in our hands. Our two teenage girls were knocking...
My wife Claire is a pretty little thing. Even after ten years of marriage, she's still as cute as she was when I first met her. Her shoulder length blonde hair still has the same lustre and her green eyes still have the same mischievous sparkle that drew me to her that night when I met her in our first year at college. She's no longer the slim and petite typ...
[Alicia, the spoilt 19-year old daughter of a wealthy merchant, has badgered her slutty maid Mari into helping her prostitute herself in disguise at the docks of the city, but in order to return to the Upper City after curfew the two girls were obliged to spend the night sucking cocks in the basement of the Haven Club, where rich women of the City prostitute...
MEET THE SLUTS OF SIXTH YEAR * Please note all characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18. * It is a normal Wednesday lunch time at Slatternly High, let's go for a walk around the grounds and look at some of the activities of the sixth formers and teachers of this everyday High School. Starting behind the bike sheds. Where Sarah, known as S...
Faye Lamb relaxed in her bath, letting the hot water and soothing oils wash over her body, ridding it of the tensions of the day. Faye had been charged with organising the Sharma's Confectionary customer day. It was full of potential pitfalls, but to here great relief, all had gone well. She was now in her room at the luxury hotel, which hosted the event....