"Dear Mr. Soaperstein: The New Hampshire Board of Parole believes in your repentance (finally), but is concerned that you have no job skills, having spent twenty-seven of your 39 years either using and selling heroin or making "Live Free or Die" license plates. However, one of our Parole board members has a share in a local business, a little shop that has...
The character of this story is a common one. But, in this instance, the story is more specifically an alternative version of The Erotic Adventures of Candy (starring Carol Connors) and, more historically, Candy (starring Ewa Aulin). My version of Candy is modeled after the Carol Connors version (who also was the nurse in Deep Throat, and was the eventual rea...
Let me start by telling you my wife and I have been married for 15 years and have had a very good sex life we have played some games and experimented a little but nothing had ever happened like this before. At our 10 year mark we went to Vegas to celebrate just us not the kids and I am glad that's what we did. On our first night there my wife asked me what I...
"Oh! Mr. Pleasance!" gasped Nurse Millie Honeydews standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock. "You're going to pull a muscle doing that!" His face burning with shame, Peter Pleasance draped the bed sheet back over his swollen member, doing nothing to hide its great length and swollen head. "Nurse Honeydews!" he said, cursing inwardly. "I didn't see...
Chapter One. I was lying in a hospital bed staring up at the ceiling. I was taking inventory of my life and circumstances. Sometimes that helps me get my thoughts organized. Almost thirty years of age, I had served three hitches in the Navy. I had seen most of the world as a result and after getting out I was ready to start college. A little older than mos...
{I haven't been writing much lately, I have an excuse. Recently I made a trip down to northern California, I saw an ad for a Harley Davidson and for some screwball reason I wanted the thing. It wasn't exactly a normal motorcycle, it was converted into the tricycle type. Harder to fall off of is what I was thinking. The idea of wind in my hair, my sexy wife...
What a treat to catch up with my old girl friends. Though we had gone our separate ways over the years it was clear that a bond existed from our shared youthful experiences. Of course it was impossible to clarify how the past 24 hours had changed me from the good Catholic girl that they all remembered to Suddenly Slut. Luckily, we were all busy playing catch...
The girl is plain. She has no distinguishing marks or anything outstanding about her. Her hair is mousy, eyes hidden behind wire rimmed glasses, clothing mundane. The only thing that is extraordinary about her is how well she simply blends into the crowd, not drawing any attention to a mouse such as herself. But the girl isn't always like this. At night, s...
She lay there for what seemed like forever, she tried to move any part of her to relieve the itching but couldn't. She was fed a bland dinner by a candy striper and then again left alone. Finally she heard a noise at the door and looked. Looking in at her were the doctor that was now in charge of her as well as her normal doctor (the one who sent her here),...
I'm very fortunate and I know it. By fifth grade, I knew how to play the system to get what I wanted. I found that certain actions by me necessarily resulted in predictable responses by others. So I became very proficient at manipulating people. It's amazing how far a smile from a pretty girl can go. This is not to say that I never studied. I studied hard. B...