{Introduction} This Journal Belongs To: Laurel Lillian St. Bradford It was there in the shadowy corners of my mind that I first saw him. At first I merely thought him a fragment of my imagination, but over time, he became more. He now prowls arrogantly through my dreams...dreams of desires I had no idea I had ever wanted or even dared to try. Things that...
I sit in front of a jury of my peers, completely unclothed, vulnerable, judged. But it was something I HAD to do. With my bare ass on the stool, I rested my arms down at my side, my legs slightly parted so as only to display just a hint of fluff down below. I was told not to shave; to leave hair on my legs, my armpits, the area around my labia. I was told to...
Chapter 16 Over the next few months we introduced Dave and Sherry to the rest of our group of friends. We continued to have a great time with them and they seemed to enjoy meeting all our friends. Our social lives were very busy. Pete and Sharon got married. Jen and I spent their wedding night with them before they left for their honeymoon the next day. The...
Lydia Davis was a self-employed Marketing Executive. She had built her small business into a multi-million dollar company in just three years. She had put a lot of effort and hard work into it. However, she lacked someone to share it with. Her longing to be loved had been pushed to the back of her mind. However, sometimes when she looked in the mirror...sh...
Chapter 5 - A New Adventure (I am submitting chapters 5 and 6 together. Chapter 5 has no sex but contains the set-up to understanding the next adventure which comes in chapter 6. As always readers are encouraged to let me know their thoughts and/or reactions. ) ***** We had played far into the night. Far later than our sixty year old bodies should have. B...
I heard the solitary staccato of her stilettos coming up the street towards our little terrace house and peered at my watch. It was 5.30am. I let her fumble in her bag for her door key, and heard the lock turn gingerly as if she was trying to crack a safe with trembling hands. I was sure that under her breath she was praying that I was fast asleep in bed. I...
As she walked down the winding mahogany stairs towards the great hall she overheard her uncle in his office talking with someone. A bit puzzled as to why her uncle was yelling at this person she carefully tip-toed towards the door. Placing a hand on the wall she tried not to make a sound as she moved her head to the crack between the door and the jam. She sa...
"I didn't think you would come. I didn't think that you actually being here was a real possibility." I place a hand on his calf: solid, warm, real. "I have my ways." "I thought you said you had to work." "What do you think is more important to me: you or work?" "Me, I guess." "That's right, baby doll, you are." He slides closer, bridging the Queen...
This true story began at a time before there were sexual harassment or discrimination laws. Only the names have been changed. * My wife's revelations had the effect of a long term aphrodisiac on me. She became so exciting, so alluring and so interesting. She was now sharing her most intimate secrets with me. I felt so close to her, like when we were first...
Part One The Beginning As John Clarke came into the room, Mrs Murphy his 52 year old cleaning lady was more than ready. Over the past 4 weeks she had started to recognise her Employer's little mannerisms. She knew his needs so well. She was a nice lady and didn't want Mr Clarke to do anything that he didn't want to do. He was after all a Senior Teacher and...