It was early spring; James and I were enjoying the warm weather and cleaning up the yard. James was burning some old trees that had fallen in the back yard. I watched two of our cats, Ninja and Tabasco, playing in the tall grass, chasing one another and the butterflies that graced us with their beauty. Rocky, my tiger stripped tabby was laying at my feet enj...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. * My name is Jolene Brenner, Jojo to my friends, and I am on a quest. I am looking for the perfect mate but my approach is anything but typical. I have figured out that the standard method used by almost all women just doesn't work. The most important factor to...
My whole body hurt, everything, both inside and out, the pain had brought me agonisingly awake. I could feel the bars of the cold cage I had been thrown into, it had been my home for several months but the beating was new. The other sissies had turned on me, they might be 'girly' but they were cruel, Mistress Kayne had warned me that to disobey one last ord...
H.M., Thank you for your quick and useful replies. ***** I woke up with a splitting headache, and an urgent need to pee. But one look to my side, and I knew it could wait a little longer. Anita looked irresistibly lovely; her hair a mess, mouth partly opened, dribble forming a wet spot on the pillow. The bed cover, pulled up to her neck, rose and fell with...
Part 4 - Journey to Flagstaff At our leisurely rate of advance in the open car, it took another two hours to reach Marble Canyon. The conversation was a wild mix of commentary on the fabulous scenery and questions about the inner details of blogs. When we stopped, Robin popped out and went looking for her friend. In a bit, she returned with a tough looking...
“I’d like to have a dinner at your house.” I said to Chris, my work associate, one day. “You can fill Jenny in if you want to, but I don’t want Cyn to know that I’m setting her up for a wild night.” “I want to invite four guys besides you and me. Supposedly they will all be associated with us at work. “Here’s the preliminary list of possible guests.” I told...
Chapter 3 These divergent dichotomies of ours catch up with us over time. I was my father's son once upon a time, before I was on my own -- before I was part of a new binary system. Another woman, Brenda, defined my life for the next thirty years, our time longer but less complex than the time I spent under my father's roof. Brenda was all about love, the...
I go bow hunting every year, not that I kill an animal each time but it's my time to get away from the modern world. Prior to my hunts in September, I make a few "scouting" trips to see what signs I can find of the elk and deer. In Oregon you can hunt both at the same time with bow and arrow. This past year there was one scouting trip that I'll never forget...
I. Just Another Day of Lisa Stingray Author's Note: the first story from "The Island" series where we met Lisa. *** It was dusk when the girl entered the park and headed to the playground. At this late October evening, the park looked abandoned though there were enough lampposts and the illumination was excellent. The girl knew that there should be nobody...
Chapter 6 I tossed and turned all night sleeping for short periods, but afraid I would oversleep or that the clock wouldn’t go off. About 4:30 I got up. I reasoned I’d need some extra time anyway so I got started. I sat on the toilet thinking about my douche. Somehow a douche seemed so much more acceptable than an enema. I tossed my gown on the bed and fill...