Growing up in the Southwest, where land is cheap and roads abound, you need a car. Some missteps out of high school that delayed my entry into college had left me with a rather poor cash-flow situation. For other kids I knew, as 18 wore on into 19, 19 into 20, the compact but late-model Honda was part of the territory, probably financed in part through paren...
I don't know exactly where to begin this story and so I'm just going to jump in. It was a Saturday. Paul and I had been in a softball tournament that had us playing three games. (We lost in the Championship game 4 -- 2.) During the course of the games I got hammered pretty good; first in a play at the plate in which I collided with a brawny catcher. The col...
I would love to receive you comments or feedback, whether you love this or hate it. Let me know what you like and what you don't. TC5 * John was REALLY down on his luck. First, he got laid off. Then his girlfriend left him and took off with the car. Finally, he couldn't even get his last pay check because the landlord put a lien on it for back rent. His vi...
Looking over my Oakley sunglasses I could see my attention was once again being drove from the latest romance novel. It was a beautiful sight with my lust on high radar. His broad shoulders with the slim waist was making me hot. I couldn't help but see the sweat dripping from his forehead his curly hair sticking to his face. What a beautiful specimen my thou...
(Author's Note: This story is based on a memory. I was seven years old and attending a family reunion on the Oregon Coast. I remember walking in the sand and seeing a tall, full figured teenager in a black bikini, I remember because at that time the suits were pretty much brand new and you didn't see many, I also remember wanting to be much older and able to...
Fantasy or Fact; You decide. An exploration into a woman's need for more; much, much more! By Amanda Williams aka mandywilluk2000 I think it was that film I'd seen that really started me off on what I came to think of as my "Belles". The old French film I mean, the one with that most stunning and sexually desirable female stars of all time, Catherine D...
Counting Backwards I hardly knew anyone at Kacie's funeral. I stayed close to the walls. There were high-backed wooden chairs with cushioned seats lined up like soldiers on either side of the room. I looked at the floor, at the green sea of carpet that spread along its length, at the beige swirled wall paper, the little woven baskets strategically placed ne...
This is not a typical story with sex happening right away. If you are wanting that, then this is not the story for you. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy the story. I welcome comments so if you would like, leave me a comment and tell me what you think of the story. ***** My Freshman year of college was a whirlwind for me. It was my first time being away from h...
Author's Notes: (1) Cross dressers are a strange lot, but they need and want things just like any other human, especially love. Sometimes this gets forgotten, even by the cross dresser. (2) Cross dressers and the transgendered are the poorest understood group in the LGBTQ super group. But their time is coming. Try to understand, or at least, let them be th...
'Angus, for Christ's sake! Can you get the file I asked for?' 'That is the Miller file, Mister Broderick,' Angus said pointedly. 'Not the Miller file! The Milton file! I asked for the Milton file, now get it. You did bring it, didn't you?' Mister Broderick looked keenly at Angus as if he suspected him of purposely thwarting his plans. 'Of course, Mister...