Jimmy Blake. * * * Maja and I both heard it. The rumble of a big diesel engine, coming down the lane. I slipped into the kitchen, pulling on a harness before putting my jacket over it. I stepped back out as an old army truck pulled to a halt. A big, muscular man climbed out of the driver's seat and walked to the front of the truck. A smallish, tubby man g...
Maja Allen. The leg and arm were mostly healed now, and my face was as good as it was going to get. I waited until everyone was in bed, then packed my few remaining belongings into a small rucksack. I inhaled the scent of my small teddy bear and placed it in last. I pulled on my leathers, ripped now up one side, but still serviceable. I tucked my knife int...
Chapter 17. Waya Collins. We finally made it to the Labrador coast in mid May. These lands had been sparsely populated at the best of times, now they seemed virtually deserted. I was onto my second pair of boots and Inola her third, I guess she took smaller steps and more of them. We followed the coast, finding our way to Goose Bay and a small community....
Diane Clark. Jimmy and Crystal were already in bed when I slipped into the bedroom. Jimmy put down his paperback and smiled at me. "Hello Di." Crystal closed her book of crosswords and grinned. "Coming to bed?" she asked. "Umm, yeah." Jimmy pulled back the covers and slipped out of bed, walking over, naked, to hold me. I looked up into his honest b...
Three months later Panting, James rolled off Anne and looked up at the ceiling. "I love you and we promised not to say anything but I have to tell you, my cat is alive. Are you disappointed I blabbed?" Anne turned head quickly and groaned, "I guess. You weren't supposed to say anything, I loved thinking about you and her...though the intrigue has been wear...
Hard-to-find porn: A Discovery of Rare Old Porno Which Was Then Lost I have a taste for the classics and for rarities. I frequent rummage sales and antique stores to look for valuable and beautiful artsy stuff as well as rare works of adventure fiction. I have found very cool stuff, including old 1960's and 1970's paperback novels and pulp fiction like the...
All characters in this story are of age (meaning over the age of consent). Any similarity to living persons is purely coincidental. ====================== My wife and I have been married for nearly 40 years. We are quite happy in our life. Sex is good and frequent, relationship is solid, children are grown and moved out. We get along with all our relations...
I'm a Bitch, I'm a Lover The title of this story is a line from the 1997 song co-written by and performed by Meredith Brooks titled "Bitch (Nothing In between). I have always felt that this song perfectly describes today's modern woman. It can be a real problem if you're married to a 21st Century woman and you are a mid 20th Century kind of man. My name...
People are like fine porcelain. You can pick them up, touch them, toss them around if you want to take a big chance of hurting them, or simply drop them and watch them break. I guess you could say I'm a prime example of china that got chipped somewhere along the way. It happened back in high school, I'm quite sure. I just can't remember when. I mean there is...
This story is told in non-linear style, so please tread carefully.... 1. He lies stretched out across the bed, naked from the waist up – a brown-skinned Adonis – his finger beckoning her towards him. She stands there across the room, gazing and admiring every inch of his body – his near perfect, beautiful body – both hands clasping the handle o...