This is for a very special man in my life. I have very special feelings for this man. I'm at home getting ready right now. I'm going to visit you in your dream. I'm stepping out of the shower and drying off. I dust myself with scented powder. I plan on wearing nylons, (Not pantyhose. Men love nylons.) red thong panties, a red lacy bra, red spike heels an...
It was Saturday night. I sat on the couch restlessly flipping through the channels on the television with the remote. I was being pathetic, I knew. It was my first weekend in over four years as a single woman, and here I was spending it in a pair of sweats with nothing to keep me company but my dog, Roscoe. I sat back and thought about the events that had...
Helen Smart sighed wearily. It had been a long day, and was going to last even longer. She had the next days lessons to prepare for, not to mention all her marking. The final child had left the playground with their parents 30mins ago, and Helen was now sat in her classroom, surrounded by books. An hour and a half later, and she was alone in her classroom,...
This installment contains no sex. Spector closed his eyes and ducked away from the shattered window and awaited the coming pain. Time seemed to have stopped, but still, no movie of his life came. Instant dragged to moment and still no blow, then Spector heard a thump followed with a grunt by the window. He opened his eyes, grateful to still be able to do so...
Some years ago, an excellent writer of adult fiction, writing under the pseudonym "Little Joe," created several characters inspired by myself and several lovely ladies we both knew. One character was based on me, Bobbie Kaye, and was nicknamed Cutie, or Little Miss Cutie. Little Joe posted a number of these wonderful stories, in which Bobbie Kaye and her fri...
Law of the Heart: Consequential Damages Chapter 04 At first light, I woke from my restless slumber. I carefully disentangled myself from Jill and slipped out of bed. Over the course of the night, I had decided that this morning might be easier on Jill and I if it appeared to our classmates that I had gotten in late last night as Jill had told Juan. I wante...
"I was too adopted, wasn't I dad?" My youngest came to me obviously trying to back up the wild claim she had made to her friends. "No, Brenna you weren't adopted. Is your brother trying to pull that stupid 'you're adopted' joke on you again? He's just trying to get under your skin. Ignore him and he will stop." "Troy didn't say anything. I learned it in...
You had the worst day: First, as you woke up, when left your room, your older sister throw you a glass of water in your crotch, and then she took a photo. You washed up, and you changed for high school. When you took the bus, you sit with your best female friend, Christy. You developed a crush on her, and today you tell her that you loved her, but, she, surp...
The following is an alternate version of the story: "The Fifth Day" and "The Fifth Day - Laying the Ghost" by VanCliffe. I had trouble understanding the reason for the Fifth Day in the original story (my problem). So, I wrote this ending which seems to fit the story in a different manner. It would be advisable for the reader to have first read "The Fifth Day...
WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! (c) copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved. * * * In chapter 1, I was goaded into a stupid bet with an obnoxious co-worker and womanizer, Ron. He bet me that he could fuck my wife, Peggy. I reg...