*If my life is a mirror, why does mine have to be one-way with me on the wrong side* (Thank you frontma for the edit. It is appreciated) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) Day One (It's a What?!?) My first day of college began with a six a.m...
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((The dark elf town stories are concluded with our wizard girl's project. Please enjoy)) *** All Celedwin felt was the warm embrace of the soft cotton sheets over her naked body, caressing her small breasts and curvy, toned ass, the feeling of clean linens as if she was embraced by a thousand soft hands. It all felt like a wild dream, quickly fading away...
I was startled out of my nap by the harsh ringing of the telephone. "Hello," I croaked, my voice feeling rusty. "Alex, it's Reggie. Where have you been hiding? I haven't seen hide nor hair of you in days. Why not join me at Rick's this evening for dinner. Tell you what, laddie, you can pay. That should make you feel better," he chuckled. I cleared my throa...
I first saw the woman at breakfast at the B&B. She was fishing for fruit from a bowl and looked up as I approached the table. She gave me a bright smile set in lovely brown cascading curls, only five foot tall, or a little more, wearing a stiff-looking white blouse and light brown shorts. I smiled back and got on with my breakfast, assuming she was attached...
Friday, August 11th, 2006 "Come on in Candy," said Mel Brazier, the boss, as he waived her forward with this hand. "I have your final paycheck for the summer." Candy checked to see that the correct name had been entered into the payee portion of check and the amount was what she expected. As always, the ten percent bonus covering the entire summer was part...
April 30th, 1885 Ashbury, the United Kingdom The sea salt and fresh wind off the coast mixed with the scent of fish, of tar, of sailcloth, of unwashed sailors, and of sewage to create a pungent mixture in my nose -- but it was all worth it to see the wide eyed expression on Cynthia Boggs' face as she walked off the gangplank of the Gypsy Queen and onto t...
I sat in the car wearing a small, tight-fitting string bikini with just the tiniest robe that was trying its best to be a cover up. At the wheel sat an eighteen-year-old boy dressed in the casual garb of a ship's captain. We were on our way to his dad's boat for a day of sailing. "And you must always say 'bulkhead,' never 'wall,' and port is left and starbo...
In almost all Loving Wives stories the term "love" is liberally used. It is rarely, if ever, defined. It is a simple word with a complicated definition, meaning different things to different people. For most of the commenters in stories in the Loving Wives category where there is a cheating wife the main association of the word "love" is with "fidelity." Fo...
Lea got her first computer when she was three. Her dad thought it was a good thing to spoil a kid with because unlike almost any other expensive toy a three year old might want, it might just spark something that would lead to good jobs in the future. The mass automation of human labor was just starting to make itself felt by the time Lea was born and it was...