This is the beginning of a long-ish tale that jumps around a little. I decided to write it after considering how getting by in the modern world would take some adjusting to if one possessed certain abilities and wasn't just an unthinking beast ALL of the time. ------------------------- The last of the beans went into the big bowl next to the pot of potat...
John was an awesome boyfriend. He wasn't very handsome and he was thin but his arms were slender and muscular: I liked when he wrapped them around me and held me; it reminded me of my childhood dream of wanting to be held by Peter Pan. When we played Frisbee or lay in the grass together, he would hug me and rest one of his arms under my head, stroking my hai...
The following is fictional. Names, and locations have been made up and are not meant to depict real people, living or deceased. These stories also depict dangerous, unprotected sexual encounters. In this day and age of killer STDs, please be careful and wear protection! Only YOU can keep yourself healthy. This is an adults only story. If you are underage in...
Second Lieutenant Dan Miller paused for a moment as the distant rumble of gunfire caught his ear. After nearly a year spent patrolling the streets of Baghdad, he recognized it as a mixture of M16 and AK fire. Some other patrol was engaged this Christmas Eve. Not his concern, he reminded himself. Not that he didn't hope the distant firefight wouldn't turn ou...
"So, are you ready to go?" "I suppose. I'm a little nervous though . . ." "As well you should be. But, I think you might enjoy it. Or at least learn to enjoy it. I did mine several years ago, and the memories are still burning." "Diana, You remember the procedure, right?" "I guess." She replies trembling. A sheen of sweat is forming on her forehead and s...
"Beautiful women are born, not made..." Madame Jae Italia – the birthplace of the Renaissance, the Ferrari, Tortellini, and the films of Fellini. Where the men are God's gift to women, and the women are goddesses demanding your worship and devotion. Tatiana Celeste Genovese - "Tina" to her many admirers, understands this concept better than most people....
Every day it was the same goddamn thing. Up at 6, washed, dressed, and out the door by seven thirty, and at work by eight. Walk through the security checkpoint, clock in, take the elevator down to the second basement level, pick up that days work packets, then back up to the 7th floor for the day. Eight hours on floor seven. I'd been doing this for 18 months...
Tye looked over the ad, grinning and nodding. Finally, he said, "OK, little miss 'anything', that's a pretty raunchy offering. I think I'll just hold on to it for a while, before I figure out where to send it. And, oh, yes, I did see two non-S- words." "What?," I squeaked, "you're not really going to send it in, are you. No one would print that about me, wo...
I was bored. I was fifty six years old and my boobs were beginning to sag and my waist to thicken, and the first streaks of grey were showing in my once luxurious blonde hair. My children were grown up and had left home, and I had two lovely grandchildren, but I was missing something, as if life was passing me by. I had a lovely husband, but he was often tir...
1. Reclining on the couch, I stared into Celeste's eyes and saw that sparkle of youth gleaming away. To be honest I thought of fucking her right there but knew my caseload did not permit it. Leaning over I kissed her willing mouth, slipping my tongue between her expert lips. Breaking the kiss I told Celeste to meet me at the clinic car park at 7.00 pm and h...