Chapter 5: A Recipe for Sex Gertrude Morgenstern didn't like to go home. The Crestview Memorial Library, with its antique oak tables and tiffany chandeliers was more home to her than the three room flat she rented out in Walpole. Yes, Dandy, her tuxedo cat was there, but as cats went he was about as indifferent as he could get. Oh, he liked to be stroked an...
It was every delivery boy's dream. His shift was ending and his last stop of the night just so happened to be a house full of girls. He'd imagined this scenario in his head too many times to count, but tried to suppress his fantasies as he followed her into the kitchen. She "forgot" to grab the money, she'd said before inviting him in. He knew his role was t...
Jasmine stared at the television, the words and pictures were nothing more than background noise, flashes of light. She hurt, physically and emotionally, stuck between longing and disgust for the way she still yearned for Kiran. Her body missed his touch, her lips cried out for his kisses, her ears strained to hear his voice and her eyes missed seeing his sm...
Alice shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She had been standing in the exact spot, her mark, for what seemed like forever in her mother's four-inch stilettos. Her legs ached but she did not dare move as Nicole did not want her to change position during the multiple takes of her introduction. Alice looked at her reflection, took as deep a breath as...
"Who's he?" Millard pointed to the slight figured guy passing hors d'oeuvres through the crowded party room. "Chester," John responded, screwing up his face. "He's kind of queer." "I'll say. Isn't it a little late to be rushing?" "Oh, he isn't rushing," John paused to take a swig from his beer. "No...Chester was accepted last fall. He just dresses that...
Sing, Goddess, the wrath of Achilles son of Peleus, and the strength of his virile member, that brought countless ills upon the Greeks. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, but many a maiden did it send in ecstasy to the heights of Aphrodite's altar. The counsels of Zeus against the ships which lay on the shore of Ilium were fulfilled from t...
Chapter 57. Brenda I am an intermediate school teacher, that is the school to which the demented ones go, ages eleven to fourteen. I liked it there because that was the last age group a teacher could influence kids on how to treat a planet, or each other, or themselves. That is also the group that begins to become aware of the opposite sex so getting their...
It was very early in the morning when they had finished their wild fuck the night before, so nobody stirred in the cabin until the housekeeper knocked on the door at almost 1 pm. Jon staggered to the door and told the maid they didn't need any service. He returned to bed and lay down for a while to collect his thoughts. The knock and the bright afternoon lig...
As I ended the last chapter we were just pulling into the cottage drive behind Steve, DD's husband. Jill took one look at Steve and slid down in the seat to hide from view. She said she knew him from church and could not be seen here. Elna turned around in the seat and looked at her and said, "What are you talking about, do you know what your parents do o...
I took a deep breath as I walked my way to the table where a man in his late-twenties sat. He has dark brown wavy hair, perfect brows, a bit of stubble and perfect jaw. He was seated like a business man in his suit and loosen tie, legs crossed while reading a book with his reading glasses. I was just guessing it was him I was looking for and as he took a sip...