Ch. 05 song titles Pines of Rome, Movement 2 trumpet solo (Respighi) Petrushka, Ballerina trumpet solo (Stravinsky) An Unforgettable Melody Ch. 05 Mike awoke first on Monday, which surprised him; Melody had promised to wake him up at 6:30. Glancing at his clock, he saw that it was only 6:05. Guess her genie alarm hasn't gone off yet... Deciding to...
Smoothly making its way along the neighborhood of Laurel Heights, the sleek silver Audi carried Dane and Jeneda to their destination. En route to a dinner with some people they'd recently befriended, the couple was decked out in semi-formal clothing. Having chosen a deep red dress shirt and well-cut black slacks, Dane had a look that was classy and stylish....
On January 24, 1965, I reached the mature age of nineteen years and left Michigan State University in a snowstorm. It had snowed more than a foot and the drive south to Baroda took over six hours. I have reflected on that day upon more than one occasion in my life, and still marvel at how seemingly innocuous events can have such far-reaching repercussions....
I left the bathroom more excited then I can recall. I finally felt completely free to grow and become the Kitten I wanted more then anything. Carefully I selected the shortest skirt, the highest heels and the skimpiest blouse I had. I left enough of the blouse's buttons undone so that my charm and the top of my breasts would be as free as I felt inside. Driv...
In Part One I had moved into my aunt's apartment while I looked for a place to live at university. On my first day I had discovered her vast array of deliciously fluffy mohair and angora sweaters and had started to wear them and then began wearing her underwear. One Sunday morning she caught me wearing her clothes while lying on her bed masturbating and afte...
The first interracial picture I saw as a teenager was in an adult magazine. It showed a very attractive red headed woman with long hair and alabaster skin sitting on a black man's lap with her back turned towards him. The black man was well built and had his hands firmly on her hips. Her face conveyed to me that she was experiencing great pleasure fucking th...
Author's Note: Wow. Chapter Five got seriously antagonized, especially with the arrival of Thatcher. While I won't go into detail about some of the comments that really just *irked* me, I will say this: Everything I write in these chapters *is relevant*. See that? RELEVANT. So, the dream, Thatcher's arrival and Talon's subsequent M.I.A., Tempest's confusion...
Ch. 7 The Unthinkable As Thanksgiving approached, I found myself conflicted with thoughts of Gisele and Joyce. Gisele was the desirable woman who was quite forward about admitting her interest in me. I was still married to Joyce, however. That might be more of a technicality, but just the same, I felt an obligation to my vows. Until our divorce was final, I...
Doctor Olivera drove May and April back to their apartment. That evening, Ayrton did not return to the Travestie a Go-Go. It would be days before Ayrton's dead body would be found rotting in an alleyway in Jacarezinho, but that evening April and May pretended to be confused about Ayrton's whereabouts, just like all the other girls. One of the older t-girls n...
Chapter 1 - Setting the stage. It's strange how things come to light when we think we've hidden and forgotten them. That was just a passing thought as I sat on my own in the bar of a hotel I hadn't been back to in over thirty years. I was having a beer while I waited for my wife to finish getting ready and join me for a meal. As I sat there at the back of...