Inspired by a news paper and TV item about two old ladies setting off on a repeat car rally, but only part of it and not in a rally event, just for fun. ***** "Look what I've got," giggled Bron, Always the quickest of the two in spotting, noticing, thinking, doing and acting on things. Triumphantly she held up a noisily sealed package and tossing them to T...
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The drive from one of London's top restaurants in Mayfair to the apartment in Docklands into which I had recently moved can take anywhere from an hour during the day to around fifteen minutes in the early hours of the morning. We left the restaurant at just after one in the morning and were making the journey in my date's chauffeur driven Mercedes. We had...
This is the third chapter of the "Humanity" story. I do tend to run on. Hopefully, this chapter can stand on its own, but the chapter will make more sense if you've already read the first two chapters. This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities between any institution or character in this story and any real person or institution are coincidental and...
Breakfast. Shower. Driving to work. Nothing on that banal morning could have led Alex to believe his life was about to change completely. It was not that he was unhappy. Recently out of a dying relationship, a new job with the UK's embassy in America, he felt good about his future. He just had no idea how good it was about to get. Crossing the Potomac River...
Jonnie North and Brad Seldon moaned in unison. Brad's head fell back as his wife Barbie sucked his cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat as she moaned from what Megan was doing to her pussy with her lips and tongue. Megan was groaning while her husband kept slowly pumping as he knelt behind her. The men stared at each other for a moment... the...
"Not interested, dude, you see, I find your lack of masculinity disturbing," Mansur "Manny" Osman said, smiling. The dejected look on the other man's face was quite simply sweet nectar to him. Mansur looked at the tall, skinny, soft-spoken and somewhat effeminate guy in the too-tight clothes and shook his head. As usual, Mansur was a magnet for everything he...
part one chapter seven Harry Callahan's return from Southeast Asia marked the beginning of a cold, dark and bitter period in his life, a time marked most of all by very personal loneliness. His mother was gone and his father slipped in and out of anger and depression; worst of all his father rarely visited these days, not even when he'd just returned from...
This is it, the final chapter. Hope everyone enjoys. *********** Chapter 7 I sat in the reception office of Dr. Klein, having checked in a few minutes earlier than the email suggested. The room was like many others I had been in, with joined chairs covered in floral designs, end tables with magazines that nobody ever really reads and landscape art screwed...
Being a man in an Arab society is not always easy. To this day, I have not figured out whether being a white, Western man makes it actually more or less difficult when it comes to intimate relations within the oriental world outside of marriage. Clear enough, one's luck with sexual encounters is very much dependant on coincidence and the right time, place, c...