Whitney Holliday looked over herself one last time in the mirror. She couldn't believe this; when she was growing up and raising her family, she imagined retiring and living alone with her husband in their home in the suburbs of Philadelphia, with her son and daughter off to make their way in the world. How cruel a trick fate had played on them all: her husb...
Part 8 What had happened to me, I was tattooed, pierced, split, slightly ashamed but very excited and even hornier than ever. The extreme look that was now my normal everyday existence was beginning to get stale, I wanted more. If you give someone who has nothing something new, then they may become happy, they may have been happy before but now they have...
The bell on the door chimed and a dark haired lady swept into the coffee shop. I paused from my newspaper to watch her approach the counter to order. Nice looking, brown eyes, cafe au lait skin and a slightly round face with a flat nose. Perhaps native American. I could not exactly hear her words when ordering coffee, but from the tonal inflections and the c...
Jess and Mike were running their own successful tattoo and piercing studio. Over the years they became quite popular - their detailed and fantastic inking became famous not only in their city but in the whole state. One day they decided to give something back to society and wanted to start some kind of charity. As tattooing, piercing and other body modificat...
"What's your star sign?" Fitz asked. "Gemini, why?" Steph replied. "Well, I like the idea of a star sign tattoo. Do you know what Chinese Year you were born in?" "The Year of the Dog. Again, why?" "I'm going to do one of those too." Steph felt a shiver of ecstasy run through her. Fitz wanting to tattoo her always did. "I've also finished planning the d...
Chapter 1 Carmelo was sitting at his desk wondering how he got so lucky in life. He had the perfect life-a beautiful wife, a fantastic job and a house to top the Jones's. As he sat and pondered how he managed to get where he was, he felt like he wasn't meeting his wife's expectations. The monotony in their relationship was starting to take a toll. His wif...
when i was separated from my husband i dated a boy, later moved in with him. his name isn't important. he wasn't either, come to think of it. we had a class together and we were both married, maybe missing out on something, or so we thought. we did a lot of lying [verbally and sexually] together, something which binds the less pure of heart. he was a sweet...
Nobody ever really visits the City Zoo in the dead of Winter, especially not when there's still a good two inches of white "partly cloudy" on the ground from the past weekend's mis-forecast snowstorm. As usual, though, the groundskeepers had dutifully cleaned off all the roads and pathways and the sun had finally decided to poke its shiny head through the gl...
SEPTEMBER 8TH, 2006 It was a placid evening at the Lake Wales Hospice, and the community room was filled with interested viewers of "Best of the Ed Sullivan Show" Tanya, the aide, was leaning against the wall, talking to the Head Nurse. "God, I don't remember Ed Sutherland at all, but when they showed the Beatles, I know about that." The girl turned e...
This is a set of stories I wrote about a very very hot married man who I had an on-going affair with for a couple of years. We met, we fucked, he publically dumped me for another girl when I started to get too serious, but since then, there have been two other occasions worth noting... These recollections have been edited slightly since I first wrote them to...