MARY I A highly regarded local actor, Mary was surprised, but pleased, that Peter had agreed to direct her in their next production at their small theater. A popular and well-known director, it was not where he usually directed. He was mainly to be found in the Regional Playhouse, where Mary only acted occasionally. She looked forward to working with him....
Carmen hit a soft lob over her opponent's head and charged to the net. The blonde she was dueling hustled back to the baseline and returned a cross-court shot that made the professor lunge and lose her balance The ball died on her racket, as did the match, and the blonde jogged up to the net wearing the victor's grin. "Great shot," Carmen mumbled. "I though...
Again I would like to thank the amazing RUWILD for the friendship and encouragement. I would have never ventured out this far on my own believe me! I also appreciate the votes and encouraging comments. Feedback to help me improve is honestly and greatly appreciated. Anyone with experience as an editor who can help me clean up my rather rough and probably r...
A message from Mityam: Over the course of our relationship we have shared some of our most secret fantasies. This installment was written as a result of my wonderful partner's secret desires. It is by far and away one of the most arousing pieces that we have written. Please enjoy it as much as we have. "Mityam" Daydreams 8: My fantasy presented *Tim As my...
The house stood silent as a mausoleum. Nothing inside moved. It was as though the passage of time had suffocated all life with. A grandfather clock stood mute in the hallway and grey lines of dust lined the picture rails and tops of framed photographs that still hung on walls -- reminders of a time when the house echoed with life and captured memories and mo...
The road coming off the reservation is long and dusty. The only pavement you see is the invisible line between the rez and the county. Once on the pavement the cloud of dust that built up on the old pick up truck is bit by bit sailing into the wind. It's about ninety-five outside the truck and you can finally roll down the windows to get some air, but dust h...
This damned town! Why did I ever come here? I ask myself that question every single day that I come to work at this stupid restaurant! Who in their right mind works at Bubba's Eatery, the finest Truck Stop/Resturant in Montana? Every day, I put on this uniform with the pink and white frilly apron, take the fucking orders and put up with the grab ass games! A...
Author's Note: Requested by Shironomi. Holly wasn't like most centaurs. Most in her age group stood head and shoulders above her, almost torsos above human girls, with some that nearly doubled others. Her mother was one such centaur, several feet of legs that supported a voluptuous torso with tits half the size of Holly's whole body. All that said, she didn...
- 1972 - Three women sat on the couch facing me. Behind them were cheap prints of big eyed kids probably retrieved from a garage sale, and the fake-wood coffee table in front was littered with weed, papers and empty bottles. We were all still bleary from last night's party. The last of the guests left at 3 am, and the girls had to shake me awake from my pl...
The sun was setting when Elle woke a couple of hours later. Swinging her legs off the bed, she slowly rose and began removing the clothes she had fallen asleep in, dropping the skirt and top into the laundry basket before covering her nakedness with the towel that hung on the hook beside the door. Swiftly pulling the door open, she crossed the hall into the...