School was scheduled to reopen Wednesday morning, one week after the attack. Steve had managed to cut off his bandages by himself that morning and limped to the shower to prepare for the day. He was doing his best to soap up his upper body when he felt hands stroking his back! He swung around in surprise to find a naked Gwen standing behind him. Trying to r...
I am a bit over 30 years old. These are the women I enjoy in movies. This is my special list of movies, sex and sexy women. *~*~*~* 1. Patricia Heaton (Debra Barone in Everybody Loves Raymond). This petite babe always gives me big hard-ons, especially in the early episodes of Everybody Loves Raymond. She is the reason why I am attracted to pretty girl-ne...
Thanks to the delicious Faye_Skylark for allowing me to borrow the delightful world of Whore Division; hope you enjoy my humble homage! * Kira Sallet raised an eyebrow amusedly as the hefty black man sitting on her left gratuitously pressed his thigh against hers. She wondered if he could tell that she was wearing stockings, patterned black hold-ups that...
V -- The Angel in His Dreams Present Day In the dark of the night, Wayne dropped to one knee catching his breath while Patton doubled over trying to suck in as much oxygen as he could. Reaching inside one of his pockets, Wayne grabbed a flex pack of water, tossing it to Patton without saying a word. Luke would have verbally thanked him, but since he was ou...
So you don't have to figure it out yourselves I'll admit straight out that I, Tom Collins (my parents had a sense of humor), am a strange dude. Perhaps the strangest aspect of my life is that I'm a jack of all trades, master of almost none. For example: --I really got into Houdini-like magic such as getting out of handcuffs, straitjackets, underwater breat...
The year is 2027, many years ago in the year 1918 the first publicly known Superpowered human came to be his name was Tom Decker he served in World War 2 as "The Strong Man" after ww2 lacking Nazis or Soviets to fight Tom wandered, fighting the rampant crime in the streets of the city formerly known as Lowell city. Soon more Superpowered beings sta...
The door to my room opened, and there she was. We had been talking about doing this for what seemed like half of forever, and, now, here she is. Right here in front of me, she stands, a bit ruffled from the trip, but still beautiful. I take her hand, lead her in, gently closing the door behind. "How was your trip?" "Long, I hate the airport security anymor...
"Do you see what I see in these photos?" "Let's see. No, I don't . . . but yes, yes, now I think I do. This looks like a rifle firing range and that area over there looks like a personnel obstacle course." "Yep, afraid that's what I see too." I was standing and leaning over Roger Allard's desk in the station. He had a bunch of blown-up photographs strewn...
Bethany didn't write this story and that is the greatest tragedy of all. She'd earned a scholarship to UCLA for journalism and poetry, and the one short story she allowed me to read struck me as sensual, razor-sharp and pure genius. It was frighteningly angry, but also vulnerably deep. If she wrote the story you're reading now it would've been a work of art...
Save your breath, the firefighter told me as she tried to help me out from the rubble. I looked at the tall, crimson-haired and brown-skinned young Black woman, whose lusciously dark skin was covered with soot, and fought back the urge to smile. I don't breathe, I thought smugly and took the hand she offered. Fires in large apartment buildings like this can...