Adrien had gone through many changes in the past couple of weeks, first he had been bitten by a vampire (which he didn't even think was possible considering he didn't believe in vampires) and then become a vampire himself as that is the way these things work apparently. Then for a short confusing 3 weeks his master had taught him the ways of the vampire, he...
I travel a lot for work, and spend a good chunk of the year at hotels. I've had quite a few memorable encounters, but this is always one i think back upon. For background, i was at the time of the story 25 years old, i'm brown haired, with a short beard, 6'0 and 200 pounds. Work out a little bit, so was fairly fit, but no chiseled hunk either. One night i...
She was an asian girl I met through friends at Uni. Alisha was her name and she was heavy breasted with wide hips. She was not fat, but curvy. She was short with long black hair and deep brown eyes and not particularly attractive. Not ugly, but not beautiful. She had a crush on me, but I have to admit I never noticed at the time. She was plain and her plainn...
It was my orientation day at the museum. An exciting day, to be sure. I guess I should explain. I'm an exhibitionist. I get off on other people looking at my body and watching me get off. Heck, I get wet just thinking about it. I discovered this in school on a dare and eventually I became a cam girl. Being a cam girl is fun, don't get me wrong. I mean, I si...
Sure enough, at 8:00 the next night, I arrived at Balzem. Walking into the semi-crowded bar, I spotted someone. It wasn't Ceru though, but a man associated with him and not in a good way. It was Brandy, the man that revealed the tragic news on Voldemort that painful night. I quickly backed up, but it was too late: Brandy saw me and was heading over. Adopting...
It all began innocently enough. At 18 I had left my high school town in Arizona to move to where I would attend college. I went about a month early to try and find a job and ended up landing a gig as a liquor promotions girl that you might see at retail stores, bars, and events. The guy that hired me was this good lucking man in his early thirties who look...
My First Story (Not My First Slip) I'm a professional. I'm not going to talk about what I do. So far I will just tell you that I'm a busy professional. A woman, by the way. In my thirties. Well, not yet, but I feel like I'm in my thirties. My first language is not English, so please forgive any mistakes. I'm writing this because I need to talk to someone a...
I'm rarely surprised by movies anymore. Most of the ones I count as good are still only mediocre and mildly entertaining. Rarely these days does a film really move me, take me out of myself, and leave me wanting to rewind it and watch it again. (And just as an aside: I miss hitting rewind on VCR tapes. Yet another thing to hate about DVDs, aside from all the...
The room is paneled in dark wood, one of those manly club rooms with glassed-in shelves of trophies and dark, heavy furniture--leather couches, mahogany tables and bars. Recessed fixtures tastefully hidden in the ceiling occasionally glare down in spotlighted pools of light. It is a room where men in tailored suits can sit in comfort and smoke and drink bran...
A trip to the mall Author's Note: this chapter has no sex but was needed for story clarification. Tom's comment that he was "not much of a man" stuck with me and made me think, that if he were not much of a man, he should learn to be more like a woman. When Tom returned from work, I told him to go into the bathroom and remove all the hair on his body exce...