Aditi pulled out of the driveway. When she did, she swore she had driven over another bull-frog, and bit her tongue. Bull-frogs are becoming a nuisance this time of year. So much so, she has stopped allowing her children play outside. Leaping bull-frogs everywhere. She taught her three-yr. old son, Ayan, to say 'Bull-frog', just yesterday. 'Boo- fog' he...
When her Darkness calls to me, across the land, I hear its cry with my inner ear. I do not know how I know, but I know I need to listen. The calling tells me where to find the one like me, the compliment, the confidant, the one who hears my Darkness calling out to her. I have tried at times to fight the call, I even managed to suppress it deep inside for a w...
He's at it again. Yack, yack, yacking. How can one man be so dense that he can't see that my eyes are glazed, my mind, now nearly full of stuff that I may never need has begun to turn to mush. I have just become a receptacle for his useless, endless chatter. I am so far beyond caring what is streamed into head that I now make no effort to take in and process...
No sex in this portion. It builds up to a steamy scene here and there. I don't know how long this one will be. However, I WILL finish this one. Thanks for coming along for the ride. * A sensible man would not be looking at a ten foot tall, oaken french door in the dark waiting to get in. A sensible man would have a key. Then again, I'm not a sensible man....
It's one of the most controversial subjects out there. God. Church vs. State, and all that jazz. It's hard to learn things in this world we live in today. Do many people believe in anything? I've always been a bit of a skeptic when it came to religion. There are some things I don't agree with. There are other things I will probably never agree with. Do...
He watched. From inside Phuket Thai, a restaurant in Mililani Town Center. It was on a school day afternoon. Groups of high school students wandered past in their cliques. The trades were blowing through the square, occasionally forcing everyone to grab their hats. His attention focused upon two young guys, about sixteen or seventeen, wearing floppy shorts,...
My Papa died when I was rather young. I have very few memories of him. Mostly feelings and images. Some of these images are artificial, told to me by others or from pictures in the family album. I know that my Papa played Barrel of Monkeys with my sister and me on one of our birthdays, but I don't really remember the event. I always had the impression that p...
This story contains scenes of a non-human nature. March 23, 1878 My nightly prowls had begun to bore me. The same people passing by, the same potential victims. Constancy has a very depressing effect on me. Times like these I hated my need as it became an annoyance instead of my desire for pleasure. As I was about to give up for the night and break into...
Down on her knees, flipping through her favorite magazine, listening to some of her favorite tunes... this was heaven, pure and simple. Her body moved to the beat, pink buttocks whipping through the air, as she flipped the pages of her latest magazine. As she started to close it something caught her eye, she soon found herself engrossed in the article. She...
{I am a 51 year old lady Doctor. Over the last few months I have written several stories. Some are poor attempts at erotica, most are just day to day events. I am widowed, and a recovering manic-depressive. I would like to say "recovered" but things still set me off, rarely now though. I am 5'5", 119# and an admitted exhibitionist. Men either fall all over...