Jane and I came upon Shangri-La suddenly while walking a path along the pond. It was the morning after a party at the cabin of a friend of Jane's, a rather unique kind of party. A friend had invited me there for Friday night. "It's a photo party," Jane said. "Where the women get to photograph the guys." "Are the guys going to be naked?" I asked. My fri...
DISCLAIMER: This scene was taken from a video clip I found on the web. I have no idea what movie it's from, nor do I know the true names of the actors or characters portrayed. Below is a textual presentation of most of the events in the clip as they're played out. If anybody would like me to do this for another video clip with good audio, I'd be happy to ta...
"You're Sandra, the model?" I asked. She nodded timidly. I was a little surprised. She had said on the phone that she had model experience, but she didn't look like a model. She was very slim, small arse and small breasts, not at all like a model. To you it may sound as if she looked exactly like a model, but I'm an artist and artist models have curves. The...
Pt. 2-- FRENCH WHORES MAKE GREAT WIVES Wherein We Learn of a Strange Medical Therapy {The teller of this tale, Gaspardo Del Tornet, talks of his life experiences. Gaspardo is a French citizen born in Aix-en-Provence of a father who was very strict, being a Sergeant in the French military and born of a French Moroccan mother, who was a baker, specializing i...
Chapter IV - Next to Godliness Felicity swung her legs out of bed and admired the funky yellow stains decorating her nightgown. *It's been too long since I could wet the bed ...* she pressed her sticky thighs together and spread the soiled fabric over her lap. Anne sashayed into the bedroom with coffee and an air kiss. "You're wearing a watercolor, you oug...
Sue examined Ann's sticky tits, looked at the broken bra again and shook her head, "No way this will work. There is only one thing we can do." She quickly slipped out of her shirt and removed her own. "Here, take this. It's too small for your gigantic hooters but it'll be better than nothing. I can go without for a while. Now squeeze your melons in there a...
Kayla shivered from the cold wind as she walked in the dark with her fingers tucked under her armpits to keep them warm. The light jacket with broken zipper did little to keep her warm, and it rubbed her cold nipples until they started to feel raw. She kept her head down as she walked to shield her face from the bitter cold. Her boyfriend Larry had been dr...
Abigail was a photographer with a growing reputation for landscape photographs, particularly of the mountains and desert of Utah, New Mexico, Arizona, Colorado and Texas. However economic times being hard, she still found herself accepting other bread and butter photographic work, and today was no exception. Abigail felt a tingle of excitement as she readie...
It was another sticky humid day in the jungle. Sweat ran down my temple as the mosquitoes seemed to be climbing over each other to get at my skin. Friggin worthless bug repellent, these jungle bugs thought it was candy. The weight of my pack seemed to be doubled in the heat and my socks squished in my shoes. My hired guide didn't seem to have too much troubl...
Author's Note: I hope this chapter is what you all were hoping for, or that this is at least a hot chapter you can enjoy. Sorry it took so long, I'll try to be faster next time. Please vote, comment, and/or send feedback. I love e-mails :). Thank you for reading! --- I woke up in my bed, but something was different this morning. There was an arm wrapped a...