A very attractive, slightly bored Mediterranean beauty (envision Caterina Murino from Casino Royale), with long black hair, big natural breasts and hourglass figure comes to a nude beach on the Mediterranean. It is 5pm and the the hot, summer sun is low but still bright over the water. She is dressed in Tennis apparel, although she has not been on the court...
Zu Beginn meines Studiums schloss ich Freundschaft mit Dieter, einem Kommolitonen, der eine nette Freundin hatte. Sie hieß Anne und mit nett meine ich zunächst mal nett vom Wesen her. Sie war hübsch, auf eine sehr natürliche Art, und sie liebte es in Hippieklamotten rumzulaufen, was Ende der Siebziger eigentlich nicht mehr in war. Ihre Haare trug sie meist i...
Wie jedes Jahr fuhren die zehnten Klassen der öffentlichen Realschule nacheinander ins Skilager nach Inzell. Wir wollen heuer die 10b bei ihrer Reise begleiten. Insgesamt 23 Schüler werden von zwei Lehrern begleitet und freuen sich schon riesig aufs Skifahren. Bis auf Klaus. Klaus ist seit vier Wochen mit Sarah aus der 10c zusammen und will lieber bei ihr se...
I flicked channels. Up one took me to the French news channel that I couldn't understand. Even so I paused briefly, my gaze flicking between the two news anchors, wondering vaguely if they had ever fucked. No, I decided. He was too old for her, and she looked... not unattractive, not boring, but... too professional. But then again, this was France. Who knew...
Chapter 38 Alex awoke the next morning and turned over. She wasn't surprised when Gavin wasn't there. Still, it would have been nice she decided. She attempted to get up and found that her body didn't want to. It was angry after all the hard work done yesterday. The pounding and bouncing in the trucks over what they called roads around here. The carrying o...
Chapter 39 "Good afternoon," the desk clerk said to them as they approached. "Welcome to the 2 inn 1, Kinsington." "Good afternoon," Gavin smiled weakly. The trek through the brush had exhausted them. Their bodies demanded two things. A hot shower and a soft bed. And they were barking for them right now. "Dr. Gavin Steward," Gavin told the man wearily....
Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn't that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves -- a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew not...
The moment she walked into the restaurant, I knew it was her. I should have known who it would be, anyway. And, I must confess, I’d been pretty certain. But seeing her made things different. I looked at the slender figure poised in the doorway, silhouetted against the rain-wet street outside, and I thought to myself: dearest God. This is where it all...
37 Dusk was just extending its shadowy fingers over the scene. Surfers were wending their way home from the beaches, colourful surfboards slung firmly on top of colourful cars and vans. Zinc cream glowed beneath mirrored sun glasses on the faces that seemed to glow in the red rays of the setting sun. The homeward bound traffic from the beaches confronted he...