Disclaimer : This story is based almost entirely on events that really took place, although names and places have been changed to protect those who had a hell of a lot of fun. Dialogue has been fabricated, however, as after a year it's almost impossible to remember exactly what was said, especially after a night of sampling the products of various vineyard...
The Saturdays tour was over. One final concert, and she'd done it. 26 gigs in little over a month. Frankie was running on empty, but as she walked off the stage for the last time with the cheers ringing in her ears, she smiled to herself. She was looking forward to having a nice couple of months off to recharge her batteries. But first, there were more impor...
Jenny and I had been friends since junior high. We've had "friend sex," but never really dated in any formal sense. Elaine, her secretary, called me about a little get-together that she was putting together the week before Jenny's wedding. She wanted some advice and help. Jenny was 33 and worked as a buyer for a clothes outlet. Successful, pretty and fun,...
I'm just playing around and I'm not sure if any of you will like this story. It's a play within a play within a story. Maybe too convoluted? * * * * * I'm a fashion photographer. No, my name isn't Andre or Carlo or Stefan or Antonio or some other artsy European name. It probably would have helped in this business if it was, but my name does have a ring tha...
Chapter 22 - The scavenger hunt A few minutes later Tracy turned the pledges over to a sophomore from the fraternity, who in turn escorted the women back to the Four-Beta house. The sight that greeted Lisa and her companions was not re-assuring. The sorority's members were dressed in formal clothing and all were carrying cameras. Obviously the scavenger hun...
Much of this story is true. Although a shy person, I have always been inclined to sexual adventure and experimentation. I was introduced to my future wife by a friend and his girlfriend. Jenny arrived at the woman's trailer wearing a conservative suit consisting of a tan jacket over a blouse and a matching knee-length skirt. She is a pretty blonde, petite i...
"Hi Rosie, where are you?" asked her agent. Rosie Webster replied, "just a bit of shopping on Oxford Street, why do you have something for me?" Rosie's career in London was not going to badly, but after the initial reality TV show, she needed more work and openings in the glamour business. Her agent said, "I have just received a call from John Sylvester...
Keith Eshete watches as the photographer takes pictures of yet another model. As a photographer's assistant, he makes sure to set up all the equipment, such as checking lighting levels and repairing the equipment. He had learned a lot about the business and some things about the modeling business, though this is not the career he intends to have. He looks...
I had finally got up the courage to do a makeover photo session. I found a place not too far from where I live that was happy to have me come in even though they primarily worked with women who desired a pin up or fantasy shoot. The woman photographer, who was also the owner of the business, very kindly scheduled me as the last appointment of the day to prev...
Over the table Beth coyly leaned over the edge of the table and lifted her skirt as Jane watched. Jane's eyes widened and mouth opened in both shock and amazement at Beth's boldness. Beth looked over her shoulder and smiled as her friend stared at her nearly bare ass, clad only in dark purple tanga panties. "Just going to stare," remarked Beth, glancing...