I moped the entire Sunday afternoon and all night. When I wasn't awake, my scant sleep was peppered with dreams of Matt. I couldn't forget the taste of his kisses or the slow slide of his hands against my body no matter how hard I tried. He was like a ghost over my shoulder. The rainy Monday morning dawned as grey and dismal as my mood. I dragged myself fr...
"You have GOT to be kidding me," I said to myself as my brain finally recognized that the sound that was rattling inside it was from my alarm. My weary hand snuck out from under the covers, hitting the snooze. I was about to close my eyes again, ready to take advantage of the 4-minute interval that I'd get until it went off the next time. But there was a kn...
For readers who have never read the prequel to this, I have set out the rules for RED POLKA DOTS on the last few pages, and I would encourage reading them before getting into this story. * * * [From RED POLKA DOTS: The outfit was perfect, in a retro way. She had found it on a trip to the mall, where she had taken the baby in his stroller; more to get out o...
"Oh shit, I shouldn't drink so much," Sarah giggled as she stumbled through the front door of her apartment, dropping her keys on the table and kicking her shoes under it. The short drive from the bar had made her thankful that she lived so close to the downtown, but had done little to sober her up. Thank God all the cops were too busy busting transients and...
The bitch! I knew something was very amiss with our marriage for a long time, so when she told me she was seeing another man, it was no great surprise. I can imagine her, lying in bed with her new man, telling stories of our failed marriage and laughing. Laughing at me, of course. And no doubt one of the thing they'd be laughing at would be my bondage in...
Nadia looked up and down the street in awe. She'd been to the city before, plenty of times. But she'd never been to Christopher Street. Rainbow flags hung from windows; shops such as 'The Village Delight' lined the avenue. She was truly star struck. Susan pulled her along, her 'girlfriend of the day.' They'd had interludes before. Susan would grasp her brea...
Its is an adjective and the possessive form of the pronoun it. It's is a contraction (for it is or it has), that must always have an apostrophe. Its is used as adjective. "The cat chased Its tail." [The cat chased the tail belonging to the cat.] "The bank closed Its doors." [The bank closed the doors belonging to the bank.] The adjective Its never means 'i...
After Sally left me, I was heartbroken, I slowly started rebuilding my life. I re-arranged the house, partly to remove her influences but more importantly to keep me busy. In the bottom of the wardrobe I found an old shoebox, guessing it was old shoes ( I have a habit of putting the worn out shoes in the box of the replacement pair and throwing them out mon...
You are warned that some people will find that the sex in the story below shocks them. IF IN DOUBT OR UNDER 18, READ SOMETHING ELSE. This story contains no reference to real events or to real people This story may be reproduced in any form provided credit is given to Penelope Caesar. * * * * * "Yes, that is the boat we were on. It is built like a Roman...
I am a physical therapist and I am assigned to help people get back to work after a accident or surgery. The job involves lots of travel around the city I work in I have found many clients are just plain lazy and don't want to work. Every time I get a new client I secretly wish it's some beautiful girl and we fall into bed and fuck and suck our brains out. T...