[My apologies to you all for the delay... Real life work intruded for a considerable while. I really hope you think is has been worth the wait] * * * * * "Come with me," she said her in haughtiest, sexiest voice. "We have a busy morning in front of us." You don't know the half of it, I told myself. I dabbed her body with the towel, which gave her skin a w...
This should have been chapter three, I somehow submitted an unfinished draft. This will clear up some otherwise unanswered questions. Please accept my apologies. ***** With ice cream in hand we went to our new home and enjoyed a slice on paper plates with plastic cutlery sitting on a bench in the patio garden. I asked him what we were going to sleep on....
As clearly set forth later in this piece ALL names, and all other identifying information in this story, are FAKE; and there are no email addresses, URLs or anything of the like. ***************** I, Amy Calvert, at age 34, had been working as a freelance writer for five years, after a career change from my boring accountant's job, before I got a chance f...
This story covers a variety of time periods including the 1920s through the end of the century and present day. Each of the characters relating her experiences was over the age of 18 when such experiences occurred. The material in italics is the recollections of the ghost of the narrator's great grandmother which she was sharing with the narrator many years...
"Sold, for 4,000 gold pieces, the job lot of five brand-new slavegirls! A round of applause for one of our favourite buyers, equestrian elf par excellence Mistress Penelope!" The crowd clapped as the five stark naked girls were handed over to their new elven owner, a commanding but small woman with long dark hair, decked out in a white and black leather equ...
__________ 17 __________ "How far is it from the hi-way?" Andrea now asked as we passed another shack. "He told me over the phone that it was eight miles." I replied. It was quite obvious that we had left suburban America behind us more than twenty five miles ago. The lavish farmland that we had seen an hour ago had now turned into clapboard squatter's s...
Chapter 10: Changchun The events of the previous evening changed everything. We fell asleep cuddled, naked, and emotionally close. Wen had no reservations with sharing me with her mother. Like she had told Nadia, "I'll give you some but not all." As a result, Nadia had dashed whatever insecurities she initially expressed about bearing her body and being sex...
This is the last chapter of three if you haven't read the first two this won't make sense. It was written to show how lies, truths, and perception interacts with each other. Does it matter was the subtitle of the first, the second was maybe it does, and this is called which one wins. The answer is in how you interpret it because it's just like everyday life...
Chapter 2: Changes I was beyond excited. I couldn't believe I was staying in Kyoto. I was staying! So long to the good ole USA and everything I owned there. That would be a project for another time. But for now, at least, I was going to stay with the beautiful Meiko! (pronounced Meeko) As we walked through the maze of halls on our way out of the airport, I...
I first met my wife Elizabeth at work, she was a waitress at a restaurant where I was a chef. She was younger than me by five years and at first we were just workmates, then after a few months and some banter and a few after work drinks she considered me a friend. After a few more months and then a night out where everyone drank quite a bit too much she ende...