The alarm clock goes off Friday morning at 7:00. After taking a shower and getting dressed, I straighten up the apartment while Vin goes to the bakery and gets some croissants for breakfast. Jennifer and Matt arrive around 8:30, and they follow us to the hotel, where we pick up Mike and Karen. Arriving at the hangar, everyone boards the plane and we take off...
"Motor vessel, Shrimp Dog; Motor vessel, Shrimp Dog; this is the marine operator with radio traffic from; Caller state your name please and say over, at the end of your transmission, over." "Stacey, over." "Motor Vessel Shrimp Dog do you copy, over?" "Ten four, operator; I copy loud and clear," answered Captain Billy. "Hay Baby what's up everything all...
Melody had been the curator at the gallery for nearly fifteen years. During that time, she had seen artists come and artists go. Some gay, some straight but all seemed to be bogged down with emotional baggage of some sort. Maybe that was the reason she was never attracted to any of them. So when she stopped to take a long, hard look at Michael, it came as qu...
Celia was getting old for her vocation. She was a "gentleman's escort." A whore. Most of the men wanted to fuck young chicks and she only got the leftover jobs. One had rejected her services and had cancelled the credit card payment. That had hurt her a lot, she had known her days as an escort were numbered but when the number came up she was not ready for...
My better half Silvi is the kind of woman every man wants. Pretty, smart as a whip, sexy as hell and willing to boot? What more is there? She keeps a spotless house, I pitch in willingly and help with that, the rewards are wonderful. Plus she makes bread rolls from scratch that almost need to be tied down to keep them from floating away. There are seldom le...
Mr. M gave reminders of his existence in the kitchen only occasionally with the clicking of metal on ice. Mrs. M busied herself for so long over the incense that Frederick felt his eyelids droop. Her back arched inward as she leaned away and a slice of pale skin appeared between her midnight-blue blouse and her pants. Unbidden, an image of wrapping his hands...
With a huge effort, Arin stepped aboard the small square craft, floating about ankle-height off the raised walkway. It was almost nine o'clock at night, and she needed to get back to her airship. The only problem was her brother Lea: he'd attended the first part of a meeting with her that afternoon, and split off from her around four to get some food. Arin h...
"May I assist you with anything else, Sir?" Jeeves asked again, his digital voice exactly the same as before. Brian was losing patience. "No, damn it, shut up!" "I am... sorry, Sir." Jeeves said. He returned his plastic head to a forward-facing position, making his usual servo-pneumatic whirring sound as he did. Brian took a deep breath and reminded himse...
This is a little different for me. People complain that I do not often feature the confrontation, This story is all confrontation. It is also short. There is no sex in this story, if that's what you want look elsewhere. No bitches get burned so again if that's your bag look elsewhere. The inspiration came from an old rock starwho came out with something simi...
Tranh stood legs wide astride; arms outstretched gripping the metal frame in front of her. Sweat dripped from her face onto her naked breasts and quivering stomach muscles. Quivering because she was straining to hold a dildo inside her shaved cunt, quivering because a 10-kilo weight hung from the dildo threatening to pull it from the grip of her cunt muscles...