Three days into the regime working with Alan on below decks conversion work on the former fishing boat Miranda, and then setting up pottery production in the studio now blotting the landscape somewhat on part of the frontage of Alan Meadows residential plot, Lydia sighed. It was time to come clean, to cease living a lie. She delivered her confession that e...
This is based in fact. I've changed a few things, both to make it less clearly identifiable for all involved and also to smooth the story out a bit, since life is never as simple as we'd like. ***** I'd finally gotten to the point in my life where I realized I liked guys, not girls. Then a girl got me to enjoy both. In a couple of days, my life was turned...
It was a gorgeous sunny day and Lou decided that she would take the afternoon off and do some sunbathing in her back garden. She loved lying in the sun, especially in her garden. Hers was the end house in a sort of cul-de-sac, and so her garden was slightly larger and completely secluded. She loved the privacy and often she had even been daring enough to sun...
WARNING: This story is explicit and perhaps might disgust you. * Bored Monica Dhar had been looking forward to a memorable day of sun, great surf and returning home near-exhausted but exhilarated. Not to be. The sea was flat because the forecast favorable wind had failed to arrive. She spat out her gum and sulked, looking aimlessly out to sea. A guy on o...
She was frightened. Her body shook, trembling at the unknown. A bead of sweat rolled down her forehead, splashing onto her red dress. She was clothed, but her hands were cuffed behind her back. The thought of running occurred to her, but she would not get far — her ankles were chained together. The last thing she remembered was the bar. He looked reasonable...
It was during Harold Robinson's sophomore year of high school that his parents purchased the "Roanoke Salvage Yard." The family moved from Lynchburg to Roanoke to reside in the house on the Salvage Yard property. Harold transferred to the Clay High school. Harold was a tall, quiet, studious, honest kid, who was a good basketball player. Some new students tr...
A few years ago I went to my twentieth high school reunion. Coincidentally I'd also begun a fitness regime about a year ahead of the reunion. I didn't really do it for the reunion, but over that year the reunion date did provide some motivation. After all the desire to impress a group of people that you shared five years of your life with in the distant past...
…My Initial Transgression Further Continued The Weekend Saturday I sensed a lot more light in the room then there had been when I had fallen asleep—but I didn’t have to open my eyes to know where it came from; it would be morning sunlight streaming through the row of narrow windows near the vaulted ceiling of the bedroom. I hadn’t worried about covering...
It was mid-week and three college teens, Lisa, Dawn & Marie went out to a TGIF in Virginia for dinner to celebrate Lisa's 19th and Marie's 18th birthday. Dawn was already 18, had short blonde hair, about 5ft 2", while Lisa was 4ft 11" and Marie was 5ft with both teens having long brunette hair. Dawn's mom, was a nurse at a local hospital and needed the car f...
When Tina came downstairs next morning Gerald was finishing up his breakfast. "You okay?" he asked her. "I'm okay. How are you?" "Still in shock. But I'll survive. Do you have anything to say about it?" Tina sat at the table opposite him and stared directly into his face. He looked as if he hadn't slept much. She, on the other hand, had slept very well....