She was the greatest of my loves in a lifetime of loving: Quianna. She had the tawny skin of an African American race, and she was easily the most beautiful of the beautiful women I had called wife. Her arms were bound by scarves at the wrist to the headboard, her legs by ribbons at the ankle to the footboard posts. The restraints held her limbs straight. T...
Phil Vassar had a big hit with a song called, "Carlene". It's seems only fitting to expand the story of "good Carlene" with a few changes and twists. As is my habit the characters are larger than life. There is no real nasty sex in this romantic story. Don't read it looking for the stroke material and then bitch because it isn't there. Yes, it is a somewhat...
Thank you to those who are following this story. A couple of chapters to go. Again I would like to thank Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. * I would like to go back and repeat some of the things I have mentioned previously. My name is Bud Brown. I'm sitting here in the church office and reflecting on my life. I was married...
The following is the senior paper for Erin Benning, (fictional) music education major at Fresno State University. Erin Benning SID: EB4093049 for Dr. Rochell Harris MSE 497W-3 Music. It is the glue that binds our world together. It is the top influence in the world today. It can make a man cry, or a woman dance. It can make a child sleep, or an elderly...
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I made it to the zoo recently and while waiting in line to get a ticket, I was falling in love with the two young mothers behind me in line, the two of them had 5 kids that all looked to be under 6 years old, all of them still focused on mommy and enjoying the process of holding umbrellas, huddled together and bumping into each other and laughing. The lady...
This is it, the final chapter. Hope everyone enjoys. *********** Chapter 7 I sat in the reception office of Dr. Klein, having checked in a few minutes earlier than the email suggested. The room was like many others I had been in, with joined chairs covered in floral designs, end tables with magazines that nobody ever really reads and landscape art screwed...
Implicitly, the root theme of all erotica is the human need to touch and be touched. We are primates. Acts of sex are central to every erotica narrative (even in their absence), but they are not erotica's primary subject. The primary subject is the how and the why of sexual behavior. The what remains inanimate without them. To remain dynamic, the what...
The adventures of... The Sassy Dread Space Pirate, Stephanie! The solar wind fluttered through the chestnut locks of the sassy dread space pirate, Stephanie. Her silken hair framed her angelic face like shining wings. She raised her flashing vibro-rapier in mock salute to her erstwhile opponent, the handsome Space Captain Carr, who climbed up the nano-rope...
*** This story is based on events that I wish were true. *** "But you need to solve for X by eliminating all the other unknowns," Greg tried to explain calmly. Rebecca was quickly losing her calm. "But I don't KNOW what the other UNKNOWNS are. That's why they are UNKNOWN." "But you can express them in terms of X, so that it is the only unknown in the eq...