The metal tips of her stiletto shoes clicked against the black and white chequer board floor tiles; each step instinctively, without thought or effort, alternating between black and white. As she made her stately progress across the tiled floor she mused on the aptness of the symbolism that reflected the extremities of the world she inhabited and held sway o...
Sharon looked fantastic and hot. Her auburn hair framed her pretty innocent looking girl-next door face. The nicely done make up and glossy lipstick gave her a sophisticated look. While we sipped our drinks Sharon modeled a white sheer negligee we had purchased. Evan greeted her, gently took her hand, kissed her softly on the lips and placed his hand on the...
"We'll go into the rubble and shoot-a the bastards." The band of the brotherhood of the Camorra emerged from their hiding places. Tough, hardened, burly Neapolitans, dressed in black with roughly tailored jackets and bowler hats, the distinctive tattoos of their brethren on their knuckles. "Really, there's no need. Leave them to fight it out amongst the...
Author's Notes: (1) This is still mostly fantasy; (2) It is best to start a book at chapter one; (3) If the reader does not enjoy cross dressing, he or she may not enjoy this story; (4) If there is a cross dresser in your life (who is either you or your partner) perhaps it might be beneficial and fun to read. ***** That was another beginning in so many...
"What a day! I work with a bunch of damn idiots. All I wanna do is go home, take a hot bath and get crazy drunk!" Allison took out a Virginia Slim, lit it, and took a long drag. It tasted great after her rough day. The pleasant smoke was interrupted by the ding-dong of her cell's Calendar. Corporate Training Meeting, 1666 Jenkins St. 630pm. She totally fo...
They were in Laurie's clean white playroom. The room's colours might have been non-traditional for a dungeon, but both ladies found the atmosphere the light colours promoted to be relaxing and pleasant. Laurie poured Chardonnay into the two wine glasses on the tray. She offered one to Tracey and then relaxed into the second wingback chair. The two ladies e...
Introduction: Authors note: Hello dear reader, this is my first story in this website and english is not my first language, but i am up for the challenge. Hope you like my story, and comments are aways appreciated. I decided to write this story seeing how short-lived most of the stories happen to be in this website (no offence intended) , so i hope that my s...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
"I still can't believe we're finally married!" I smiled, glancing at my beautiful young wife. No longer were we simply playing at being husband and wife – now we truly and legally were husband and wife. Her sand-colored hair trailed behind her thanks to the airflow as the convertible, top down, wound up the mountain road. In a way, she reminded me of the f...
It was the night before Christmas and you know how the story goes, usually nothing stirs not even a mouse. This year it was different. This year Goddess Delphina and her new boy Tim had decided to go on vacation. She had rented out a private beachfront home on the North Shore of Kauai in Hawaii. The house that they had rented for Christmas was a two bedroom,...