Small Town Life Chapter 6 – A Happy Ending There once was a small, quiet, sleepy town that had more churches than retail stores. The people there greeted each other warmly, most generally liking everyone else. But as all small towns go, this one had it's secrets too. A few short weeks ago the City Clerk had come into work, fucked a few people, recorded it...
Harley was sleeping soundly next to Ivy, and Ivy was sleeping soundly next to her. But even if they were sleeping very, very lightly they wouldn't have heard Bruce as he entered the room. His footfalls were absolutely silent, blending into the whispering sounds of the pipes, the air conditioning, their own breathing. He went to the two women and gently unc...
Tim sat on the dock all night, dying inside and cursing his stupidity. The very thing he tried to avoid had come to pass. Why would Eve go back? Had this been her plan all along? There were so many unanswerable questions. If only he'd been able to control himself. If only he'd kept his dick in his pants. If only he'd turned Eve over to the authorities, she'd...
The bark of the tree was rough against my skin, but I didn't mind. The August Roman night was a typical steam bath, and my room was still too sultry to sleep in. Sister Juliana was in the south on a family visit; La Rossa was in Jerusalem for a conference; Sister Lucia, our second in command, was out of town as well; and only the sisters without families or...
After our parents left for their holidays, I had the best opportunity to spend some hours working on the Website. It needed some more polishing so that it looks more attractive. Sophie as always came out with great ideas. All I we needed was a few silhouette pictures of a couple of naked ladies ready for action. They will go floating all over the screen, som...
Here's Dan again. And here's more about the two-week holiday that my wife Mandy and I spent in Cap d'Agde in the south of France in September. We stayed in the naturist section, called Port Ambonne, where things get pretty wild after the family holiday season has finished. We had a great time stretching our sexual experiences to the limit that we just had to...
Chapter 6: Like Daughter, Like Mother If you read my last collection of stories about Pleasant Street, you probably remember that I mentioned an attractive woman named Ann Truro, who lives just down the block from me. The story in my last collection was about her lovely daughter, Katy, who showed up at my house one night, and shared an evening with me that...
I felt numb. Nothing came out of my mouth. He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the back of the platform. He took a cushion from a side table and placed it in front of the wooden pole. "Please kneel on it," he told me. My mind had stopped working. I did what he asked. I knelt on the cushion facing the crowd. The sole of my feet was touching the pole. H...
At work the next day, Peter couldn't get his thoughts together to focus on his tasks. He kept glancing at Cindy's grayed out name on the internal messenger service. He spent most of the day by the window of his office, staring out, his thoughts winding and weaving, terminating again and again in the same knotted images that he could not push past. Once, he h...
When it rains, it pours. There had never been a cliché that had described my life so aptly. It was both a curse and a blessing. Everything bad that was going to happen in a certain period of my life happened all at once. On the good side, my pain would be dealt with swiftly. On the negative side, it meant people I loved would also be gone just as swiftly. In...