Tocka is something that none of my American friends will understand. It's the deepest, most painful emotion that one can experience. It's a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, and a vague restlessness. I was tossing and turning in bed with the blanket already thrown across the room. The sticky warm blend of sweat and stale air was all...
It is official -- summertime is over. Our usual summer philanthropy of selling trinkets, crap, and dust collectors is supposed to be an all-summer project, but everyone is running around the neighborhoods, knocking on doors, and trying to hock as much of this stuff as we can. I never figured out the connection - if we are good at selling this stuff, how does...
Written in Loving Memory of a Generous Lady * * * * * A warning to the reader. If you are looking for huge cocks, long shapely legs, full swelling bosoms, mountainous climaxes and the like, do not read on. It began at a twenty first-birthday party back in the 1950s. I was about twenty-one or twenty-two at the time, and had just finished my apprenticeship...
Disclaimer: All the characters in the story are above 18 years of age. Deepa woke up in the morning of the third Monday of the lockdown, stripped off all the clothes from her body and threw them in the laundry basket which was overflowing with her previous dirty clothes. She had a strict rule of wearing one set of clothes per day and never repeat it unless...
The debriefing from Pam the next day was quite short and to the point. She was clearly still peeved at having been abandoned by text, and was finding it hard to believe Kristen wasn't winding her up. "And you just let this other guy join in?" "Uh-hmm," Kristen nodded. "I guess I thought, if you're going to do it..." She shrugged. "Go as far as you can." "W...
Chapter 1 It was Friday about 2:00pm. Bob was trying to finish up for the day and get home a little early. You see Bob is a self-employed plumber. He really liked his job but this last call of the day is a bathroom call. Bob hated those types of calls. It always ended up being a commode and he really hated that. He hoped it would go quickly so he could get...
She thought I was out, safely tucked up in my office and of no threat. But I'm smart. Smarter than her. I'd got wise to her little games. I had suspected before, of course. Oh yes, it wasn't the first time that I had reckoned my bitch of a wife had cheated. Furtive telephone calls taken at odd times; purchases of new and more alluring clothes; more frequent...
The doorbell rings just as Tessa gets out of the shower. Shit! It's the plumber! Their guest toilet has been backed up for days while they've waited for this guy to make space for them in his schedule. Needless to say, the situation was fast becoming dire; they're now desperate for some help. So there's no way I can let him slip away now! Frantically she tri...
"I vote for a scarlet one with see-through lace," Cliff whispered in Susan's ear. "So, no more than eight months' married and suddenly I'm the scarlet woman, am I?" Susan said in her Miss Prim voice. With that, she rolled away from Cliff and off the couch and stood there, hands on hips, giving him her over-the-top pouty look and keeping just out of his reac...
I had this job of replacing old galvanised pipes at an old property. The pipes had been slowly corroding and blocking for years and the owner was finally tired of the trickle of water he got. He wanted copper pipes throughout. Replacing old pipes with copper is a relatively easy job. The only labour intensive bit is digging the trench from the initial stop...