LUCY IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS By Beatle_bum “Good evening, sir, welcome onboard”. I nodded an acknowledgment to the stewardess, glanced at the seat number on my ticket and headed down the aisle looking for row 7. Once located, I threw the paperback I had been carrying onto my seat, opened the overhead locker, put my overcoat, jacket and bag in there, and p...
I couldn't leave her. This is the first time I've ever recommended reading the preceding parts. You'll get the jokes and references. Perfume. The perfect amount. My nose was nuzzled beneath Kim's earlobe, and I sniffed, taking it in. My Christmas present to her. "Opium." Intoxicating. I hugged her tighter, and sniffed loudly. "Oh, my God, Kim! You're so.....
I vacillate about taking the supervisor job, I really do. I've never cheated on my wife during our eight-year marriage, although once in a while I've suspected that during an overnight trip she had a dalliance with a co-worker. In fact, one time when she returned I found a couple rubbers in her suitcase. Of course, I never brought this up with her. On my pa...
(It was 1892 and I, David Shaw, then aged 19 joined 'Maynard and Son, Purveyors to Gentlewomen and the Aristocracy' on Upper Richmond Road, Putney. The job involved providing 'underskirt services' to single women. This was my third day with the firm) *** I was given the following address by Mr. Maynard's secretary and arrived there promptly at half past tw...
Mike finally fell asleep in the small hours of the morning. His cuffed arms and legs felt stiff and sore all through the night. Ball gag, causing his jaw to ache. His blindfold at least made it easier to nod off. Every time he thought of his situation, he would feel empty and defeated. Then he would reassure himself by thinking that a long term exit was poss...
You wouldn't believe me when I say that today changed my life. Why? Well it all started with Randy Smith, a delinquent classmate in my college. We grew up together ever since middle school and we been good friends since then. He was your typical bad boy with slick blonde hair that matched his toned muscular body and that smile that would make any girl go i...
Koontz was a useless decadent fat fuck, Bachman decided as he slipped out of his room in the dark hours of the morning. How the greasy slab of lard had ever gained control over the west side was a mystery to him. Well it wouldn't be a mystery for long, Bachman thought as he checked the corridor outside. It was empty. Bachman wasn't surprised. Security was...
Written at a happier time in my life, years ago… It occurred to me today that there are basically two kinds of memories. Mechanical memories and triggered memories. I experienced one such triggered memory today. Mechanical memories and ones we learn due to simple repetition. Like remembering your phone number, your address, the way home from work, yo...
Chapter One: Panti and Cherri Pops Panti's red nailpolished finger lazily circled the glans of Cherri's erect penis through Cherri's gauzy nylon pantyhose gusset. Preseminal fluid seeped from Cherri's palpitating member and darkened the sheer nylon. Cherri's white satin panties were bunched around her thighs and she bucked and heaved as Panti gripped Cherri...
On Tuesday morning I spoke with Harry to make sure he still wanted me to come by that afternoon. I wanted to also be sure that Maureen wouldn't be around. He told me not to worry about it. It was my mistake to believe him... I was actually looking forward to another "encounter" with the kid. He wasn't his father, but he was an ample substitute. And...