After my memorable night with Trent, I had a new found respect for brandings and was itching to get another. For the next few days, I worked on a design for another iron, this one also had an Egyptian theme. The udjat eye was cast out of solid silver and the size of a silver dollar. About the size of the Ankh, It had to be filed and buffed and polished befor...
Atwood nodded, "So, tell me your license is current, your surety bond is good, and when you can start. I don't dare let you out that door. Someone else would grab you and I'd never get that office next door opened." "I don't know ... I mean, I'm really on vacation ... this was sort of a spur of the moment kind of thing, I've only had one job in my life. I w...
There is always some trepidation when new neighbors move in next door. We don’t want someone who is too friendly or nosey. People who are unable to fit into the community are equally bothersome. The home next to mine had been up for rent for several weeks. The price is a little to steep for most rental property but it did have the distinction of being in one...
Note to Reader: Hasbara in Hebrew means public diplomacy, we follow the story of Maya Ram, a Israeli patriot, public relations woman and sex addict. A secular Ashkenazi Jewish woman, Maya has had the finniest education money can buy. But money cannot give her the life education she needs and craves and the story that follows is the story of this life educati...
*Note to Readers, this is a sequel to "The Older Woman in my Life". Me and Ms. Smith, or Dorthy, had a wonderful symbiotic relationship. She liked to fuck younger guys (me), and I liked to fuck older women (her). We worked a way around causing gossip amongst the neighbors. Being eighteen and ready to be on my own, I told my mom that Ms. Smith had an extra r...
I wouldn't have even been in the fucking laundry room downstairs if it wasn't for George fucking Bush. Or was it Bill fucking Clinton? It could be that B. fucking Obama guy's idea of taking what I knew damned good and well was MY money and giving it to the fucking fat cat bankers that caused the goddamn problem in the first place? That doesn't matter, I...
"I am not going to be this person in a year." I made this silent vow as my parents' station wagon, stuffed with all my worldly possessions, pulled out of the driveway. Getting away from Harrisburg had been my goal since we moved there six years before. Now it was done. I'd dated desultorily through tenth grade, then decided that my only chance to get out w...
I reached over and shut the hot water running out of the faucet on the bathtub off. I stripped off my coffee shop uniform and threw it into the washing machine in my apartment. I walked around the apartment in my white bra and panties; I couldn't believe I had lived here for a whole year already. I was nearing the end of my Freshman Year at UCLA. I couldn...
Note: I did not realize how long it had been since I added something to my tale. For those of you that haven't read the first parts you may be a little lost. Sue and I decided to have a small wedding with just family and a few friends. I had been married before and we both had good jobs but could not see going into debt for a big one day show. Carl was b...
Rico answered by pulling me tighter to him by running his hands up my back and kissing me again. I couldn't believe the sensations running through my body as it reacted to the feel of his firm musculature and the musky aroma of his clean, sexy sweat. I reached down between us and stroked over the lump in his shorts causing a low moan to escape his throat. I...