The following diary excerpts were submitted as evidence in the trial of one Mr. Albert C. Gradulunk. * Tuesday, November 13 I was late to work again, and this time my boss said something because I missed an important meeting. I made some excuse about traffic, figuring I shouldn't tell him the real reason I was late. I thought I could make it quick this mo...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. * * * * * Halloween is not an English tradition. It has been imported into England over the last twenty years as a transatlantic festival. It is not surprising that we get it wrong. There was an English tradition on 31st October. On...
"You were a great fuck then, and you're a great fuck now," she said to him. They were laying in a king sized bed in a suite at the Four Seasons Hotel in Palm Beach late on a Tuesday afternoon in November. Sweat was still on her brow, her chest, her tummy (although that was mostly his), the two of them having just finished three hours of solid, aerobic, non-...
"Oh, Carry, I'm so happy for you!" Bobby Sue squealed, hugging her pregnant sister tightly. "I wish it was me." "Stop taking your pills and it'll happen to you sooner than you can imagine," Caroline said. "But I think you should give a lot of thought to who you want the father to be, before you do it." "How'd you decide?" Bobby asked. "I just knew in my h...
as told to BrettJ © 2006 * November 15 Wow! I'm eighteen today, and so far, it's been a really great day. Mom and Dad let me skip school, my friends are coming over later for a party and my sis sent me this great, leather-bound journal to write in. I hope I'll have a lot to put down in here, I think it's going to be a great year! November 16 The party l...
Greetings all; in my stories my characters exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? This is sort of a haunted house meets, reincarnation story, where the house is occupied by a spirit rather than a ghost, with some voyeurism, romance, love, and friendship mixed in. ~ Mattie fell in love with the little white...
It was a cold, damp, gray Monday in the middle of November and Dan was doing what he usually does, driving from one city to the next in his Midwest sales territory. He had left his home in the Chicago suburbs that morning, made a stop in Rantoul, Illinois, and now was on the back roads traveling to Lafayette, Indiana. He liked traveling the back roads whenev...
If you are reading this series for the first time, please start with A BusinessWoman's Journal April/May as it is the first segment of this story. November 2010 Tuesday, November 9, 2010 I had a chance to sneak on the Internet today. To say that I am addicted would be an understatement. I am spending more and more time at work on various forums and disc...
This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
My wife Cara knows me well, we've been together for a long time now, so that's no surprise. She knows that after a period of particularly frenetic sexual activity, that I can often go into a sexual drought. She knows to bide her time and be patient. After our last escapade at Lowe's Corner, Cara and I had a lot of sex, fucking every day for a full week after...