"Madeline, you fucking slut!" Shelly exclaimed playfully. She was lounging poolside with her neighbor, both of them clad in bikinis. It was Thursday afternoon, the school bus wouldn't drop Madeline's son off for another hour, and the two ladies were getting caught up. "I know," Madeline giggled. "I couldn't help it. I don't know what came over me." "I can...
Chapter 62 Alex scanned the room nervously. There was a subtle blur of voices as people milled about. Some in random conversation, some admiring and discussing her work. Maole stood with a group of men as they looked at one of her pieces. It seemed they were each wanting it, but there was just the one. Madelyn and Charles were near another piece, it was...
With thanks to James Taylor and Del Shannon, among others, for the genesis of this story. Our studly hero is gifted in many ways, including a slightly bigger than average cock. If that bothers you don't read this story. This story is fiction, enjoy but don't believe. * Hi, I'm Matt, 18 years old and will be a senior when school resumes. When I was little m...
With the ring of a bell, twenty high school students had begun filing into the classroom and taking their desks, and as he watched them from in front of the blackboard, smiling and nodding and greeting them as they passed, Ryan Desilva concealed his nervousness as he consulted his notes and curriculum again. In his early thirties, tall and lean, with a thi...
"What are we going to do with you? I mean, seriously, what are we going to do with you?!" said my mom. I sat on the living room couch, facing my dad, who was sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. Mom was pacing back and forth between us. Dad lifted his head up. "There's nothing we CAN do. She's an adult, she can make her own choices. She made the...
Obviously, this is totally unofficial and based on Joss Whedon's Buffyverse. This is in no way an official story; I'm simply borrowing Joss' characters for a while. I hope he won't mind and with any luck I'll return them all in a few instalments time in one piece. I will give most new characters that I introduce a description in the text, but I may also su...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
A heavy rain fell on the 747 as it was pushed back from the gate. The airliner looked dark and perversely sinister in the evening light, like some kind of misplaced prehistoric whale wallowing on wet pavement, incongruously bathed in garish yellow light that flooded the crowded ramp. Open window shades along the side of the beast dappled the tops of the wing...
----- Como siempre, para mi mama. (Like always, for my mother.) ----- I did not want to be there, especially with the guitar weighing me down. The crowd made me uncomfortable as soon as I opened the door. I had made a decision though; my discomfort meant nothing. I looked around the off-campus hangout; it was surprisingly large for a non-franchise coffeeh...
Blue Ridge Intimacy Retreat Chapter 1 -- Reconnecting with an old friend I stopped in Asheville on my way home from seeing my son at UT. I didn't have anything I needed to get back to, so I decided to have a late lunch and a couple of craft beers at a local brewery. I've done nothing but bury myself in work since the divorce two years ago and needed a chan...