Ah, the company softball league. Beer and watching young women run around in outfits designed to make you look. What could be better? As I watched her run from the batter's box to first base, I thought, that bra is severely overmatched. Given the mass of her breasts, and the elasticity of her bra, there just isn't enough damping in the system to avoid insta...
A/N: Surprised at how quickly I got over a thousand views on the first chap. And oooh, todays the 12th of feb. It's my birthday! Whoot. Then again this chapter might not be approved till tomorrow morning. So it'll maybe be the 13th when you guys see it. Hopefully this chapter is acceptable. Don't expect sex right away though. I'm still pretty innocent in th...
As she drove Marissa could not help but wonder what the hell she was doing. She had some wild moments in her younger days, but this was by far the riskiest thing she had ever done. Traveling hours from her safe, happy home to meet a man? Why on earth would she risk everything that she had in her stable life? She had spent years talking to Mitchell. Years of...
She knelt there in a ceremonial kimono much to big for her. The sleeves hung down over her hands and her small body of 12 seemed lost in the folds of the vibrant colored fabric. She had been here at the temple steps all day in the hot sun. She didn't think she could cry anymore as she was all cried out. A man walked up the steps and spoke to her parents behi...
"Please don't go yet." I begged him, not wanting the dream to end, the same dream I'd had every full moon for the last twelve years. He held me tighter, stroking my hair. We'd just made love in my queen bed with the silk sheets in my little townhouse. A far cry from the cave where he'd first taken me, on the furs with the fire pit crackling sparks and tossin...
Ty to rgraham666 and pure for their editing. It is an evening in winter. My rooms are warm and their possessions are as I like them: The candle's light reflecting nothing but my signature. The iridescent quartz egg I have been nervously rolling around in my palm is quite hard, and now quite warm as well. My inner knowing tells me he is near. The knock is...
I doubt riding to the hospital to have an unexpected birth is usually a calm cruise, but my experience was probably setting the bar pretty damn high. Amber was next to me chain-smoking and trying to shoot up one more time before being admitted, things most mothers-to-be would be prioritizing less than dealing with contractions and a baby that wanted out. Now...
To catch readers up, I'm writing an unnumbered series of true stories about my life in my 20's, starting more than 20 years ago when I was in college in Austin, Texas. I was already married then, living in student housing with my husband and this was the year I first became a shared wife. I don't think my stories need to be read in sequential order but if y...
I remember it was a couple of miles south of a town named Barletta, right on the coast. I was happily lost, just wandering in the languid way travellers do. The Adriatic Sea was sparkling with promise, and the midday streets were filled with the smells of seafood, salt and fresh bread. I felt a vibrant sense for adventure and a keen anticipation to taste all...
Your feedback is most welcome. ***** My name's Dan Zander. I've been working as a journalist since I graduated from college. For a long time I covered local news for local newspapers, basically hopping from one sinking ship to the next. Fifteen years ago I got a break, and for a while now I've been in the jet set, working for Rolling Stone. Traveling a...