"I keep my head high...I got my wings to carry me...I don't know freedom...I hope my dreams will rescue me...I keep my face strong...I ask the lord to follow me...I've been unfaithful...I don't know why you color me...this is my canvas...I'm a paint how I want it to be..." Banks sang along with J. Cole on the home theatre with his eyes closed. He had one han...
Cinematic female-to-male impersonations have usually been meant to fool the characters on-screen but not the audience, which is typically in on the ruse. Critics have often raised the question of whether a woman can play a mature man with enough conviction to deceive the other characters (except in farce). Indeed, girls and women have more often been deploye...
My name be Rebeccah Hankins and I am a maid of twenty-nine years, member of the First Parish and citizeness of Dedham township. I been called to His Majesty's court to answer charges against me. Missus Sarah Threadgill says I stole a half-penny from her purse, which ain't true. I work in the Threadgill house as their servant and I am no thief. I cook their m...
Peter kissed his wife as she got into the taxi. She yelled out one last goodbye before the cab pulled away. He now had an entire week of dealing with the kids and no wife to fall back on. Luckily, their family babysitter was going to stay at the house to help out. Peter would have to work late all week, and there was no choice but to ask Kelly to stay and w...
Dave Wickin, eccentric heir to a vast fortune, had two great passions in life; one was watching animated Disney movies (he owned every single Disney cartoon ever realeased on VHS, DVD, AND Blu-Ray), and the other was attempting to contact an alternate universe. Almost all of his extensive free time was spent in pursuing these passions. What little time he ha...
Yacht Crew Amber Olsen- 39 years old, but could pass for a decade younger. 5'2" 110 pounds, legs built for the sea. She is Bi Sexual. She has medium B cups. She owns the yacht and captains the yacht. She is of Norwegian descent. Original story was When the Chat's Away by Zingiber, though created by me :D Julio and Julia- Twins separated at birth but gre...
Julie looked into the mirror, "God, I look awful," she said aloud to her reflection. Her blond hair was tousled from tossing and turning in bed, her eyes were red from alternate bouts of sleep and crying. She heard footsteps outside the door and turned to see three letters appear under it, all had the distinctive red writing on the front. More bills I can't...
When I was a boy, Saturday mornings in the winter were for ice fishing on Lac Renaud. My dad and I huddled in parkas in our ice hut over the hole we'd cut with the power auger and watched our lines disappear into it. Dad would always tell the same corny jokes, such as: "Pete, do you know how to fish with a can of peas? Well, you open up a can of peas and le...
Jack was looking at his father with daggers in his eyes. Lars stared back passively. Oh fuck. The air in the room was silent for a beat. "Dad, please don't hit on my girlfriend. You're a dirty old man." Jack laughed. Relief poured out of me and I laughed a little too loudly. "Alright, you two playing games has already held up breakfast." Lars said as he...
Author's Note: Part 4 of Tink and Tave's erotic fairy tale focuses on anal sex. If this is not your thing, you may want to skip to page 2. Something truly magical happens then, setting up Part 5. *** An Erotic Fairy Tale, Part 4 (of 7): Backdoor Voodoo "I bet your mouth could get me ready in no time," I suggested to the naked, short-haired blonde girl...