Chapter 2 The Naked Barbecue In the week before the poolside barbecue, Beverley had been spending all her spare time sunbathing nude in the garden to acquire an all over tan.. She had also waxed her already shaven pubic area. As a final touch, to eliminate strap marks, she had not worn underwear for two days. Beverley's friend, Dorothy, had indicated that t...
Quinton The reason people live in southern California is for the weather. Few places in the world can offer the perfect temperature on an early evening in middle of winter. Not too hot, nor humid, just perfect. This perfect night, I followed my wife up the dozen stairs to the front door of an outrageously expensive and opulent home. The house was amazing,...
Fuck it was hot. Two hours earlier, when I'd stopped at a town whose claim to fame was it had a lot of verandahs, it was 45 degrees celsius. Forty five fucking degrees. For those yet to embrace the simplicity and logic of the metric system, it was 113 degrees fahrenheit. In either system and in any language, it was hot. The sun was beating down with su...
Anna was different. She'd known that at least since the ninth grade. Now, well into her thirties, any angst or shame was ancient history. Anna felt nothing but pride in her natural beauty. Until now. Anna was so angry she didn't even notice at first that her coffee mug was burning her fingers as she gripped it in rage. How could Sharla do this to her? Gran...
"Oh yeah, we went to Cancun once," I said, taking a swig of beer. "That was a long time ago though, back before we had the kids. But I do remember having the runs for a week and a half." We were out on the patio with our friends, Jeremy and Karen, enjoying a few beers after dinner. My wife gave me a pat on the shoulder. "Oh, don't listen to him. We had a go...
Chapter 1 Mr and Mrs Peach were called for a urgent meeting with Headmaster but as Victoria Peach was home alone, Albert being on a Trade Mission to South Africa, she went unaccompanied to Tucker's College for Boys at Stitchbury. By the sympathetic look on the face of the woman ushering her into Headmaster's dark paneled study, Victoria stomach hurled to it...
Chapter I: My Nagging Dream Trust me, the only thing worse than not owning a Harley Davidson? Is when all your friends do. But, allow me to clarify. I'm not talking about hard core biker types by any stretch. I'm referring to the pressed shirt and tie types. You know? The ones who seriously don't look like they belong on one? The ones who maybe, occasionall...
Hello readers, this is your humble omniscient narrator with another episode in the life of Daisy; The girl with something extra. When Daisy Elaine Maye was a fourteen year old boy named David, her hairless body began to develop curves and breasts. Over the next four years she developed into a woman, mentally, physically, and emotionally. When she turned eig...
This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters; it will help me improve my writing, enhance the story line, and encourage me to continue writing. Also, take a moment and vo...
Billy's First Date With Rachel Nicholson As I was walking down Broad Street I remembered I needed to go by the florist shop to pick up Rachel's corsage. I turned on Wright Avenue and made my way down to Main Street where I turned west and walked another three blocks before entering Marybeth's Flower Shop. A sales lady approached and asked me if she could...