This is a completely true story, so if you've ever been in a similar situation, or are so in the future, here's some food for thought. Sex is about so much more than 'bend over darling, I've got a load for you! For the continuity junkies reading this. The hospital is UCLH on Euston Road, London and the toilet concerned is the one fronting Warren Street tub...
It had been years since she was last here. The scenic view that greeted her as she turned the curve was as though it came from a postcard. The trees along the side of the road standing guard providing shade and a serene melody as their limbs swayed in the breeze. Pulling up to the cabin Sammi was hit with memories of all the fun she had here growing up. The...
This series is all about conversations around one event -- the cheating spouse. But cheating affects more than just the two protagonists, and I wanted to look at those conversations as well. We all need love. However, when the conversation is finally over, the story ends. And if you feel it's in the wrong section, well... the others in the series are here...
I have received so many emails regarding my post 'The Art of Scat' where I am asked hundreds of questions that I decided to write here the most relevant ones for all of you to read as well as my answers. Thank you all for your support and interest, and very soon I will continue writing about my other experiences! 1. LadyinPink: "Did you really had to eat t...
I had gone into town to catch up with an old friend of mine. We had not seen each other for quite a few years; he was just passing through on his way to Sydney so I drove out to the airport to meet him as he was only going to be in town for an hour between his flights. My plan was to leave my car at the service station just across from the airport to get th...
Chapter 2 When in Rome. DEREK The doctor showed me the news feed. He was hailed as the savior of the planet. Even though he was a vastly different species, apparently pride, and self-back patting was universal. He had grown arrogant in just the two days since the birth. I, however, was rather busy. The child I gave birth to was a navy blue, and was fem...
I was that one for you wasn't I? The one naked with me, rolling in the sheets after a wanton night of passion, and exhausted. I felt you touching me, asking me for the same as the night before, and then feeling put off as I say "Not now ... I gotta take a piss. " ... And that vulnerability leaves me open to your seduction. As I stand emptying my bladder I...
I never liked night clubs; noise, sweat and drink were not my style. It wasn't where I liked to find a woman, no finesse, no charm, just the animals in a pack waiting for the rut. No, definitely not my style. I stared into my beer, it tasted like piss. A little blond brushed against me, dark roots, leather shorts barely covering her big arse. Her friend stag...
"The American oligarchy spares no pains in promoting the belief that it does not exist. But the success of its disappearing act depends on equally strenuous efforts on the part of an American public anxious to believe in egalitarian fictions, and unwilling to see what is hidden in plain sight." ― Michael Lind Numbers Guys: definition: "Teetering on the pr...
I was walking in the early morning trying to hitch hike out of a rural town when a beat up old farm truck pulled up. I was so grateful I was already crawling in before I noticed what a scum bag the driver was. "Aw shit," he drawled as I settled in, "with all that hair I thought you was a chick!" I put on my best nonplussed attitude and asked him where he w...