They weren't really little and they weren't really pigs; they were just called that by way of being disrespected by their pimp. Actually, they were all beautiful young black women and classmates, who had been working as prostitutes to pay their way through college. To keep the cops or other pimps from hassling them, they signed on as members of the stable of...
We were lucky, we had a community swimming pool in our neighborhood. It was supposed to be a municipal pool; at least it had been built by the city, but that was about it for city responsibility. It was really up to the neighborhood to keep it running smoothly. If we had waited for the city to come for instance and add more chlorine the entire summer would h...
Author's Note: All characters are over the age of 18. **BEEP BEEP BEEP** Mary Beth slaps the off button on her alarm clock and lies back on her bed. She thinks about what all she has to do today. She thinks "Yea...First football game of the season...so excited...not..." Mary Beth gets out of bed and goes through her morning ritual of getting ready for s...
The nasty talk starting a dozen years after we were married—when we were at a church picnic no less. I was wearing a pair of jeans right out of the dryer, so they happened to be tight and clingy. My husband Carl told me he overheard two of his friends talking about how much they admired my rear end--only he used a three-letter word for it, a word he knew I d...
Peru had been great and now I had just landed in Miami on transit. I had spotted these two cute guys at the airport in Lima, mainly because of their unique t-shirts but also because one of them reminded me of my boyfriend. A younger version but he had a shaved head and broad shoulders and I let my imagination get out of control a little, after all I had been...
ONE Every weekday morning just after 7:00, Jimmy Rogers would pick up Mr and Mrs Smith as his first passengers. During the 12-mile journey to the Ferry Terminal linking the city he'd pick up other passengers on his feeder service, ending up with as many as thirty people. At the end of day after working six hours washing dishes in a restuarant, Jimmy would...
It was Halloween, and the theme park was crowded with teenagers in costumes. Some of the girl's costumes were a bit more risqué than what one might expect to find in such a place, but it was nearly midnight on a hot Florida night, and this particular park catered to a slightly more adult crowd. Unlike the other women in the park I wasn't drinking, or dress...
Gail King, a natural blonde with a figure sculptured perhaps by the sculptor's gardener employed to shape shrubs rather than by the sculptor himself was deposited on rickety jetty on Kismet Island where there was a small roof on four poles for shelter. "Don't worry love," said the deckhand with an unusually soft Aussie accent as she steered the inflatable...
This story is a fantasy. sadly, it has never happened..yet! it is my first work, so all feedback would be appreciated, especially from interested Mistresses! Mistress had made me create Her a 'dungeon' in the attic, as I have no basement. It was fully equipped with a wardrobe for Mistresses costumes, a chest of draws for Her whips, canes, vibrators, and so...
Little Red Riding Hood wasn’t the sweet innocent she is written about in fairy tales passed down from one generation to the next. This is the real story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. Little Red Riding Hood was a little foxy lady of 21. She knew how to vamp, be a tramp with all the woodsmen, trolls and elves in the forest that lead to her...