"The mass of the rich and the poor are differentiated by their incomes and nothing else, and the average millionaire is only the average dishwasher dressed in a new suit." ― Down and Out in Paris and London Beneath the monumental tires of the gigantic limo, the husky, brown scorpion ― sunning itself adjacent The Palms Hotel ― popped like kerneled corn on a...
So, you want to get rich quick? How rich do you want to be? C'mon, it's just the two of us. Whisper it in my ear; only don't blow in my ear this time. Wow! That much? You are a greedy person aren't you? Now, that is really being rich. Actually, it doesn't matter how rich you want to be because I can help you become as rich as you dreamed of being rich. Just...
David lay on his back, his head on the filthy tiled floor by the side of the toilet, his legs pushed brutally open as far as his straining hips would allow, the huge, beer gut of his middle-aged client lowered, coming closer and closer to his horrifically pregnant stomach and he held his breath and braced himself for the pain of impact. 9 months pregnant, w...
Warning: This longish story contains strong cuckold, prostitution and interracial elements. Note: A surprising number of females pay their rent with sex in lieu of cash at some point in their lives; I've spoken to several who admitted having done so. In fact my brother was such a landlord for a period of time, specialising in letting one room bed-sits to f...
Jack invited his friends inside for lunch. While they were eating sandwiches and chips, washed down with Colorado Cool-Ade (Coors Beer) Jack discussed his thoughts about a place for the two men to live. He said, "I hate to see all the empty houses here in town. I know there are several for sale and some for rent. You could buy a house and if it needed it we...
This story is partially true. The names have been changed to protect people's privacy. If you don't like my writing style I understand. When I heard about this couple, I did a bit of research and discovered that 80% of spouses that have extra-marital relationships remain in the marriage. Some of the affairs go on for years. Women who were interviewed general...
(This story is written in first person…some from Dee's perspective, some from Matthew's perspective -- separated with the ++++ signs. If you begin at Ch. 1 to get the feel of it ~ you may avoid confusion.) Continued… Looking back at that night in The Cellar, I recall every moment… Sitting on the floor together, laughing about the dirt...
Helen browsed the lines of lingerie displayed in the shop. She had been so upbeat about fixing her silly problem that the thought she could fail so spectacularly at such an early stage didn't even occur to her. As if her training schedule wasn't already challenging enough! Her first tries at running had been a hilarious if not humiliating event. Her 'stuff'...
"So what the hell are we going to do now?" Marc asked as he slumped into the sofa, his fourth and fifth beer of the evening carefully balanced in his hands. He always brought a backup because at the rate he drank them the spare never had a chance to get cold. The issue he was referring to was our roommate situation. Jason, our third roommate in the last two...
"I'm dwn stairs now blue civic w/ lites on. - C" was all the new text said, as I read it from my cell with trembling hands. 'This is getting out of hand', I thought, as I none-the-less began to slip on a pair of flats and prepared to leave my apartment. Taking a last glance around as I paused before walking out, I reminded myself that this was why I was meet...