Black Book Diary Entry Gina and I had the most erotic relationship that I have ever had with a woman. She was into kink, as much as I was. It was early in our relationship, when we discovered that we complimented one another with me being a voyeur and her being an exhibitionist. Let me tell you, it doesn't get much better than that when the woman you're wit...
Note: This chapter serves as a go between chapters to introduce Bridget and give you a glimpse into thier relationship. Next chapter you get to meet Heather's sexy new intern. My desk was strategically placed in front of St. Ives office. I had moved it myself as to intercept any person who intended to speak to him. If they were under peaceful terms I woul...
Just to the left, there's a towering maple tree. 50 feet, 60 feet... does it matter? It dwarfs whoever stands next to it. To the right, a small scrubby pine that stands like a bewildered teenager at a dinner party populated entirely by greying adults. Behind it? More gravestones. This one in particular said "Katherine Faulkner". "Wife." "Mother." "196...
Chapter 1 Thankfully, it was a slow day. In my line of work most days are slow and usually I hope they aren't. But my secretary was on vacation and my girlfriend, Brielle, was substituting for her. Don't get me wrong, Brielle is a good kid, and I do mean kid, she was eleven years younger than me, almost nineteen. Sweet as she could be considering her father...
My name is George W. Bush. I'm the Forty-Third President of the United States of America. The first openly bigoted dimwit to become Leader of the Free World. I'm also a zombie. In fact, most of the country and the world has been transformed into zombie. What is zombification? Simply put, the process through which a person becomes a zombie. In 2008, the Zombi...
There's a storytelling production put on in Baltimore called "Stoop Stories" where they invite everyday Joes and Janes to sit on a stoop in front of an audience and tell a story from their life about a certain topic. The topics change from week-to-week. According the producers, the people telling stories aren't supposed to memorize their speech or use notes....
How To Voyeur Women Without Having Anyone Thinking You Are Perverted. Ah, the birds are singing, the weather is warmer, and women are wearing fewer clothes. Spring is in the air, skirts are shorter and blouses are lower cut. There is nothing like the sight of an upskirt of white cotton panties in the morning, well, in the afternoon, okay, and in the evening...
I love how my woman looks, kind of, not really, well...not at all. My woman to others is no 10. Maybe, on a good day, in low lighting, she is a 3 or a 4, and from a distance...of about ¼ mile, she is a 5 but she is an 11 to me. Pardon me for a moment. "Honey, please put on some makeup, you are scaring the dog, again. Okay, Buster, okay, it's only Julie. C'...
Chapter Two (James's story) I had been working at the ocean for a few months to get away from the grim British winter. The cold and the rain against a grey London backdrop. The dark nights drawing in the mid-afternoon, pitch-black after 4:30 apart from the artificial electric lights of the big city. It had been time for a change. Fast-forward the clock, and...
As I'd said before, leaving Hilary the way I did that morning in London, after the night that was so special to her, broke my heart. We'd spent a passionate night together and she'd fallen asleep in my arms. Then my phone jolted me back to reality, reminding me I had a train to catch. Our work with Tigress was calling. I had no choice but to hastily scribble...