Chapter 3- Behaving Is Hard Lynn and I met up twice in the week following my birthday and our little rendezvous' were comparatively tame. At least as tame as two people meeting behind a shed to piss together can get. There was no touching on either occasion and we kept the conversation from getting too scandalous. If we hadn't been naked and watching one a...
Chapter 10 – Pleasure and Pain – Always Together Joanne: “My god, …… I’m lonely!” The words sounded hollow in the huge house; not even an echo because of all the carpets and drapes. The past few months have convinced me that life alone is not for me. Jack and I living together for all these years created a dependency that only comes clear now that I am a...
Chapter Five - Braciole The first plate whizzed past Frank Caputo's right ear and crashed into the wall, closely followed by a second that skimmed off his shoulder and shattered on the floor. "For fuck sake Michelle if I wanted this fucking drama I'd go home to Benedetta," Frankie whined, but he was laughing drunkenly. "Why don't you then? You can fuck he...
Author's note: My girlfriend, Stacey, asked me to publish this account of a recent interlude that we shared together. We hope you enjoy the story as much as we did the experience! * It was Friday night after dinner. I was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper when you came into the room, fresh out of the shower, wearing a terry cloth robe. As you stoo...
Lunch at the apartment was delivered by a boy on a motorbike, after a quick phone call. Dee and Andy ate sitting together on the sofa, with a low table in front of them, and dressed only in their underwear. Andy passed plates and food and glasses of white wine to her because she was unable to bend sufficiently in her corsetry; although it was not hard-laced...
It all happened gradually, with several different people, my transformation into the man I am today. It's hard to talk right now. I don't know what to say. My wife wants me to tell her story so she can write it down for others to read. She said I would be closer to the truth than she was. She said I will better understand why I am doing the things I'm doin...
I tend to zone out on the train journey home, disappear into my own world for the thirty-minute trip and avoid everyone else. I was on my way to doing this when I looked up to see the woman opposite me. She was older, I guessed around forty-five or so, but attractive and very sweet looking, her face seemed to smile even though she wasn't. She looked like the...
I had talked myself into a job I was in no way qualified for, and, as the first order of business, I got sent halfway across the country and landed in a hotel in downtown Chicago. I looked around my room, a room that teetered on the border between blandness and overwrought luxury, and decided that I should stop watching Sportscenter, and go find some dinner....
"Are you ready for your photo session?" He asked. "As ready as I will ever be, I guess." She blushed and smiled nervously. This was their first photo session, and although they had known each other for years, this was new territory. It was to be a shower scene; he would be a fly on the wall, catching her from all the right angles. The camera was ready, the...
It never occurred to me that what Tracy did to herself was bad for her. I had always been attracted to thin women, had always dated skinny girls. Tracy was by far the skinniest of any woman I'd ever dated, I don't think she'd ever been over a hundred pounds in her life, and she was under eighty by the time she moved in with me. She liked to play at fainti...