I had enough time to hammer out Chapter 8, so here it is. I will probably be working on the next chapter of Isle of Lays, since I have neglected that story, too. Enjoy! ***** Somewhere around the second day of the Buhawi-Tala island sexathon, the two were exploring the best coital positions for water-play in the hot spring when the ground began to seriou...
Double-shift over, Tala made it as far as her couch before collapsing in a tired heap of cloth and flesh. But just as she was about to drop off into la-la land, she felt something hard, a corner of sorts, digging into the middle of her back. That book. She hadn't put it away and it lay just where she'd left it. Grunting in a most unladylike manner (her moth...
It had been a long boring day at the convention. I was glad I could finally sneak out. The only good thing about tending a business convention was the opportunity to get laid in the evening, I thought as I took the elevator down to the bar. "Well, if not laid, then pleasantly drunk and there was always Mother Thumb and her four daughters to make the evening...
I knew that there was good money in bartending and serving at private parties but until my friend Renee explained I didn't know how good. We both worked lunches at a golf club restaurant. She lived in a killer apartment over the quaintest street where people wandered all evening to cafes and shops, all of us wondered how she could afford it alone but we ne...
Mark Morrison is a 50 year old wealthy businessman. Using his wits, good looks and college education was able to create a very profitable media company in LA. He always told himself he wanted money, a big house, a gorgeous wife and some kids, that was his dream. But when his dream became reality something didn't sit right... His wife Elena (41) was a beautif...
1. The Lap Dance (After a visit to a strip club, a private lap dance) I'm a lucky guy - years of marriage never took a toll on Laura's and my sex life. We maintained a healthy frequency and were loving partners; we even occasionally experimented with role playing and light dominance. Our sex life was good, but tame. That would change once we came under the...
Jenning's and his Black assistant, Tiger, whose real name was Educe Nagoya, walked into the production meeting exactly on time. The red haired receptionist had met many of Hollywood's handsome leading men, but the presence of these two men set her blood to boiling. The white male, Jennings, was by any measure a man of distinction. Ruggedly good looking, he...
She had gotten drunk, very, very drunk. She had no clue how she'd gotten home. She sat up only to flinch as she opened her eyes. Ouch! She saw two pills and a glass of water by the bed, along with a note. She reached for the pills and water, hoping they would help kill the pain from one hell of a hangover. Damn it, what had happened last night? As she drank...
Be a Tiger, Audrey By midweek I still haven't decided if I had screwed up by leaving Jay. I sit in a hotel restaurant 4,000 miles from home brooding on it. The waiter has taken a shine to me and fawns at my table: topping up my wine from the bottle after every sip, brushing crumbs up as soon as I drop them. Not my type: serious, geeky and tidy have never be...
Attorney's punishment To say I was a surprised would have been an understatement. Sasha Kennedy was the Gloria Alread of the East Coast. Even men, who hated her, would agree that she was a 10 while Alread was a 1. Both beauties could see I was confused. "I can see that is shocking," the bound raven haired woman said. "We should explain," Mary agreed....