I have this friend Bob. He's in his early 50s and lives in a large house with pool and spa. Bob called and asked me if I wanted to come over for a little get together. "There will be three good-looking ladies and five or six guys coming over. The ladies liked to party in a sexy way and could be persuaded to do almost anything." "Anything?" "Yes anything....
Several days had gone by. I had not seen anything of Faith. She had not even shown up to walk Maggie. And maybe that was a good thing. It gave me time to think. She definitely needed time to think. She needed to figure out how to make me believe that she trusted me. I was surprised to see both Faith and Shannon at the door when I answered the door bell. "He...
A Dramatic, Classical Story To reiterate, I defined a story as an artificial construction intended to give the illusion of reality. (What? What?) A dramatic, classic, which is the type I am interested in expounding on, is defined as: "The story of a protagonist who tries to get something which he/she desperately needs that is very difficult to get and su...
A/N: The setting is Piazo's Golarion campaign setting, with elements of my own creation. The characters are my character (Ravin) and my ex girlfriend's (Sylenda). This story is part of a larger story of a (mostly) non sexual nature. That will be posted on my personal website. My hunting blind is positioned on the side of field, right at the tree line outsi...
Early in the morning, Troian Bellisario opened her eyes as the rising sun shined down on her. She woke up lying next to her fiancée Patrick, a surprise as she was alone in a hotel when she awoke, no clue that her man would show up to surprise her. She slid over and kissed him on the cheek before sitting up. "This place looks better in sunlight," she said, c...
(Special Thanks to Annie Jones for her help in editing my very first story and esp Daisy) * Our taxi driver was loading our luggage into the trunk of his taxi. His hands were huge -- I could not believe the size of his hands, especially his long thick fingers, like cold, hard, black steel girders radiating out from a well-engineered foundation. He greeted...
That old 2:30 feeling was coming on again. Another week was drawing to a close, and it pressed upon me as a dull thud inside my skull. The Allan's Calibrations project had been due this morning, and with the incessant calls from Mister Simons, I had barely gotten the portfolio into Eunice on time. Other projects sat waiting for approval on my desk, nattering...
I was sitting in my favorite watering whole one night thinking over the events of the day and dreaming of seeing the cute little bar tender with a lot more skin showing when I heard a “Bill is that you?” over my shoulder. Turning on the bar stool I saw a female face I know I knew but couldn’t place, (I hate when that happens!!). As she was going on about ho...
"Well come on in, then," Direlilith whispered in a sultry voice. The big beast of a man behind her lumbered forward into the empty front hall of the nanotech's apartment. Smirking, Direlilith watched as the white door slid closed, sealing the apartment from the sounds and smells of the city. She turned on one booted heel and moved toward the door at the end...
The story from Paul's view: I've been in the wrestling field since I was nineteen (I'm now 25), so naturally in this business, I've met more than my share of women and younger girls in the last six years. I'm 5'11 and go around 195-205 pounds and have hazel eyes and dark brown/blackish hair and been told many times I was "cute," though I don't see what the...