I think I was about seven years old when we moved into "The Lane," as we called it. The houses in The Lane had only just been built but over our back fence were some houses that had been up for a couple of years. Immediately behind our back fence lived a young couple who had only recently got married. My mother began to talk to the young wife over the fence...
A Porto Rican Blow Job at the Zoo, Hogarth the Disco Star in Tel Aviv, Goldie, the Israeli Tranny and a brief mention of My 2nd Wife. "They" say there is no pussy like Jewish pussy. That always seemed like a stupid thing to say, "They" must be idiots My second wife was a Jew and her pussy wasn't any different than any other woman's; there were better, there...
Most students at the university just slip through the school without making a ripple. If they have problems or cause problems then the tutors tend to handle them. Still, we professors do have to have a certain amount of interaction with them. The ones that I tend to have to deal with fall into two categories, those brighter and dumber than average. The brig...
Isn't it wonderful how when everything in life is going smoothly for you some idiot will come along and try to stuff it up and everything changes after that. I had a decent job, a nice house and, until recently, a nice girlfriend. The decision to break up was mutual, and neither of us was particularly put out about it. Just one of those things. We wanted di...
I'd like to thank Dennis for his editing of this story. * I worked about 30 kilometers from my Scandinavian hometown and I t almost never happened to be home during the daytime, unless some work related matter brought me to the hometown during daytime. But that Wednesday morning was one of the very few exceptions. About ten o'clock my job related matters...
Maggie's customers included the Christians of Faith (COF) organization in Omaha. She audited their books every three months, a job of 3 or 4 days for which they paid her one thousand dollars plus the cost of a modest hotel room. By the standards of the small town in Kansas where she lived with her husband, an evangelical preacher, that was good money. She...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is based on a recollection I have from a story that I read over twenty years ago. The book I read had about five stories in it. I was thinking about this story the other day after watching a scene from a porn movie. There is no plagiarism here as I don't even remember the actual character names and I have added my own spin to the st...
Chapter 23 -- Homecoming Cecilia Sanchez and Maria Elena Rodriguez-Torres quietly stared out through the van's windows as the line of lights in the distance marking the edge of Danube City grew brighter. Within a few minutes individual buildings came into view; then suddenly the vehicle passed the first houses lining the city's edge. The van turned onto a s...
1 Homecoming The Faceless golem looked out across the castle's outer bailey with a cold, unfeeling gaze that made it seem more like an empty suit of armor than an unstoppable force of destruction. The moonsilver plating was as jet black as the day it had been painted, though it was so warped and dented from countless battles that it would have been virtual...
The old woman had her hands on the crystal ball when John began to sob. The man was about thirty-five years old and his body was still as a child. His appearance denoted a kind of weakness characteristic of born losers. His hair was greasy and combed with a ridiculous care. -I do not attract women, I can not get close to them. Help me, please. "The litt...