The Final Test PART ONE: WRESTLING WITH LOVE GOD Anna and I sat in the lavish theatre room of my hotel in hell. Freshly buttered popcorn slickened our fingers and lips, crunching loudly between our teeth. The large projection screen displayed the dinner date between Lucy and Rachel in crystal clarity. It was shown to us as an actual movie, with differing...
When my wife and I were much younger we took in a neighbor kid, seeing him through his last year of high school and tech school. That situation gave me the idea for this story, hopefully you'll enjoy it. ***** I didn't much like where I was living, a two bedroom apartment with no garage area or storage, the only redeeming value is that it was on the first...
Oh Shit! I'm going to be late again. This was my thought as I rounded the last corner leading to my apartment building. It was 3:25 and my wife Helen, had told me to be home by no later than 3:00. Her sister Tammy and her husband were joining us for our traditional Thanksgiving dinner and they were bringing Helen's nearly 90 year old mother with them. Our d...
Dear readers, my deepest thanks for sticking with it this long, I know this chapter has been a bit slow in the offing, now due to the sheer size of the chapter I thought it was best if I carve it up a little hence there are two parts to chapter 9, if all goes according to plan these should be uploaded around the same time. However both are still long and par...
Barney had to be careful not to speed. He was so excited to get to his destination, but needed to curtail his emotion. His rusty, 1970 Vista Cruiser Station Wagon, a car he shared with his mom, sounded like it might stall at any moment, but it kept puttering along, much the same way young Barney Bussett displayed such a persistence in accomplishing his task...
Chapter 5: Family Mel Sanchez was the love of my teenage life, she was pretty and fit and kind, we've been friends since we were both 12, and since then she's been the target of my affections ever since. She was the first girl I ever came out to, and the first one who rejected to me, I tried to kiss her and she freaked out. She didn't tell anyone but we ne...
The Secret Memoirs of Elizabeth Bartlett Chapter I. I have lived a life of strange and fascinating adventure, of violent contrasts between abject subjugation and sublime command, of both the greatest pains and the greatest pleasures imaginable in the life of woman. But these pleasures were those unspeakable to society, those carnal pleasures, those deep, d...
She awoke to soft light and the tweeting of birds. Their hotel room was facing the wrong way to see the dawn, but she could see flickers of motion outside: birds hopping around, some people down on the beach in the blue pre-dawn, and even the roll and drag of the waves outside. Their bedroom had a balcony, and she realized they had never used it. Gently she...
Dr. Sybil Tobita head of neurology studies San Francisco Research Foundation. Present day. Dr. Sybil Tobita, Forty two years old from a staunch conservative Japanese family from out east, lay on a sofa at the five star Braddock Hotel in San Francisco staring at the ceiling. All she had on were panties as young Norma (also down to panties by the way) kis...
"Were you following me?" Her voice stopped me in my tracks. When I turned around I could see a face etched with rage. "Yes," I said. The face now turned blood-red in fury, "You fucking perve ..." I put my hand up to stop her but I don't think that did it, I think she was just so outraged she just ran out of words. I took advantage of her silence, "I wasn...