Charlotte and I had met a couple of years earlier, we had our own companys but did work for a mutual client. The services we supplied were not the same but were complimentary so we would often met up when the client required our input. Most of the time it would be just a day job up in the morning back in the evening. As Charlotte lived on my route to the cli...
I was whistling as I pitch in the last bale of hay to the black mare. The horses were eating their hay when suddenly they start thrashing about in the stalls. "Still!" "Still!" I try to be soothing to the black mare but she is kicking the gate tenaciously. A sudden wind blows into the barn; the nesting birds fly from their nest and the cat stops playing...
The best thing about her was that she was fun, just a lot of fun to hang out with. I liked her husband too, but Allie was something special. She was most fun, quirky, and weird person I've ever know. She could, and would, talk to anyone she chose, but she wasn't dippy nice. She was "cool" nice, the perfect mix between worldliness and innocence that's impossi...
I recently scored a very nice promotion at work. Fair enough, too. I'd worked damned hard for it. The only problem with it was that I had to move interstate and settle into a new city. Now in my opinion, moving into a new city and snapping up the first house you saw was a loser's game. You may find you're in the wrong neighbourhood, the place may be over-pr...
Shannon is very embarrassed and scared. It is Monday and at school all day she has heard taunts towards her as everyone in the school knows of her humiliating loss in a fight. It is the end of the day and she is heading to the freshmen cheerleaders locker room to begin as their slave having no idea what they will make her do. She enters the room and sees the...
The warm summer day had been an encouragement to walk back from my grocery shopping. It was pleasant enough for me to need only a thin red T-shirt and light boot-cut jeans. I enjoyed the sun's rays on my bare arms, my backpack on one shoulder, as I walked the kilometer or so home. The weather had not encouraged only me to be outside. As I took a slight deto...
I am not an advocate of political correctness. Never have understood how a group of people called the "baby boomers" could have even come up with the idea of labeling everyone with there own personal non-gender specific, we can't offend anyone, not even the little grubs that eat the shit out of my grass, psycho-name, call it a disease and send little Johnny...
I advertised all over the small town of Haston, the Brat of the land Amber was to be publicly spanked at the village hall. It said online that she was the terror of the town, rude discourteous and a vandal of public amenities. No one could really picture her but everyone was sure they had been the victim of her thuggish ways and the two hundred tickets sold...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** The Horsewife: Stealing Kisses The equine woke w...
"It looks like rain," she said, unbuttoning her blouse. Trying not to stare as this strange woman removed her blouse, I moved my eyes back and forth between looking up at the skies and then looking back into her steel blue eyes. It did look like rain, but I didn't really get the connection between the chance of rain and her blouse. I wondered if perhaps it...