------------------- Wednesday, 30 April ------------------- The old mini rattled along the country lanes, past verdant hedgerows bursting with life in the early summer sunshine. Henry accelerated through the narrow lanes, his arms aching as he twisted the steering wheel left and right. Perhaps he'd overdone it at the gym this morning but he found he neede...
Part 1 of 3: The Professor's Bottom Fall semester was starting next week and Professor Zara Ebadi was headed to the Dean's office for a private meeting. The University was planning to hold the first "International Festival" on campus to highlight the diversity amongst its faculty and students. Students were encouraged to dress up and represent their herit...
Hi, Thanks for all of the great responses to last week's story. It was as much fun to write as most of you seemed to think it was to read. And like a lot of you I still have that song in my head. This week I wanted to do something a little bit different for me. No gimmicks, just a story driven by the characters, and a question. I hope it's not too boring, bu...
Sam wiped her mouth with a napkin and said that she needed to us the ladies room Sam wiped her mouth with a napkin and said that she needed to use the ladies room. As soon as she was out of sight I felt a tap on my shoulder and a familiar voice said: "How have you been stranger?" I turned and saw Linda standing there. "I don't want to intrude, but I do wa...
"Why can't you get on an earlier flight?" The phone in my hand was slick from the sweat of my hand. The temperature in Tucson was already 85 and climbing, and it was only 7AM. Even standing there naked in the air conditioned house I was dripping with sweat. The sheets I'd left when the phone woke me up were soaking wet. "I told you that the conference has s...
CHAPTER 01: SALSA Ella Bishop was a self-made woman. Where she lacked the experience and seasoning of an adult life most eighteen year olds suffer, she compensated by adopting traits from the past. She did so with a passion and this gave her a unique standing in Canyon Ridge. Ella was a stand alone classic amidst a sea of moderns, never quite fitting in wit...
Saturday, June 14, 2008 Since Hank wasn't around anymore, I decided that it was time for me to get over it and get out. I wanted to forget. That was last Saturday, the night I went to Joey's Bar. I was horny, but I didn't expect that the visit to Joey's would begin one week of pagan sex like I never had before. But it did begin, and I did have it. After...
AN: For your enjoyment. Please don't hesitate to review -- let me know what you think good, bad and everything in between. -MS * Summer could feel droplets of sweat trail from the nape of her neck into the high collar of her coveralls. The air was stiflingly humid and it was evident that many of the humans present were becoming increasingly uncomfortable....
Authors Note: This story is based on a request that I received from a young woman who claims to be a slut controlled by a woman at her father's auto dealership. She provided me with information that dates back to her high school senior year when she first discovered that she would be a slut forever. I embellished the story based on her statements and I will...
The following is a story first published on another web site under a slightly different nom de plume. I decided to post it here as well since there have been several mentions of it in posting for other of my stories. I'm trying to make sure that all of my works are posted here. Please note that aside from this foreword I have made no changes in any way. I ho...