Mark was so upset that he'd like to kick himself. Not that he could. Why did he ever read that story about Houdini? That's how this all started. Sure, he'd been careful. He'd done all that research on the internet, learning how such escapes can be done. Since he had a limited budget, he'd concentrated on things like handcuffs and shackles. He'd purchased...
-present-[date=2006] She lifted her head up, looking at me with a fear-stricken face and sobbed "But I've never been unfaithful Rob. Never! You are and always have been, the only man I have ever loved and ever had sex with in almost twenty years. This can't be true! It just cannot. The test has to be wrong Robert, it has to be!" Yet here was scientific pr...
There's an old saying that like most old sayings probably has a lot of truth to it even if it's not entirely accurate: if you want to see what your girlfriend will look like in twenty years, look at her mother. When I first meet Tiffany's mom, Charlene, I really hoped that the old saying was true. I had fallen head-over-heels in love with Tiffany almost at...
(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) On the evening of my sexual encounter with my students Andrew and Jim, who took away my virginity in such an enjoyable way, I took a shower, and then shaved my shapely legs, so they would be ready for me wearing a pair of very sheer pantyhose on the next day. I was still so exhilarated fro...
...continued from Chapter 08... "David will be bringing a man over at six [tomorrow night] to fuck your wife." =============== "Can you bring me a little more red wine?" Geoff called over his shoulder. Chloe put down the magazine she was reading and walked to the stove. She reached for the open bottle of burgundy and pulled the cork. "Here, this works fo...
Oh christ now she's showing them the "wedding pictures", its so humiliating! I should have gone to Mexico not here to Canada where they have extradition! But I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I? Escaping from prison since privatization is no biggy, a bottle of hair dye to make my hair literally orange like one of those punk kids what work in the kitchens a...
She was dancing in the dark, twisting and turning on the sweat-soaked sheets. The glowing hands on the clock read twelve, but it was not midnight, for the curtains suppressed the light from the midday sun. Apparently, the woman had cooked up a delicious fantasy in the cauldron of her mind. But a shrink peering into her head would have seen a host of sly hand...
*Please note this story may contain spelling issues as well as some punctuality or other small problems but I only write for fun and haven't had it edited may come back and do it at some time. Enjoy. My wife and I have been married for about 10 years now, and although the love is still every bit as strong, the passion and romance seems to be slipping. Our s...
In the hours following Caroline Jarrett's surreal encounter with her Boss behind the closed doors of his office, the middle aged divorcee fought to make any sense of what had happened. "You just went against everything you've ever stood for Caroline," her saintly inner conscience berated. "Not only was it unprofessional to let that happen in the first place...
On the night before his ascension, the daemon Diotus appeared in a back alley bar, not too keen on business. The barkeep polished glasses, while his sole bar maid was being harassed by two hicks. The only two other patrons were the gentleman enjoying his newspaper and the subject of interest, Brian Miles. In his early thirties, with a receding hairline and w...