"Alright, Saba, please tell me, what are your lifestyle and fitness goals?" Dwayne Jacobson said, speaking in his characteristic deep voice, and the six-foot-tall, burly and dark-skinned fitness trainer flashed his prospective client that million-dollar smile he was known for. For two and a half years, Dwayne had been named the top fitness instructor at the...
Living next to Dante was difficult. Not for any normal suitemate reasons—he was a perfect gentleman, never played his music too loudly or held loud parties in his room or brought girls back at late hours. No, it was the fact that she was so damn attracted to him. He was often crass and sarcastic, frequently played video games on the floor upstairs and had a...
I could hardly believe my luck. Of all the days for my alarm clock to fail to go off it had to be today. I was now sitting in the parking lot of my high school with the bus for my school camping trip probably chugging along the highway. I listened to the rain bounce off of the rooftop of my Honda Accord, I thought about the opportunity I had probably just...
Getting on in years is no fun! Fact is when things start to deteriorate it seems to happen all at once. That's how I found myself at the orthopaedic surgeons office. "Right this way, Mr. Collier. I'm Dr. Colby's assistant. Please step on the scale." "Shoes or no shoes? "You may leave them on." I stepped on the scale and she dutifully recorded my weight....
Note: This story is part of a small volume of stories that I have posted here previously. They will appear with different names as chapters (10 in all). I think these stories stand alone well, but they are meant to be read as part of a larger work entitled "Divorcing Myself From Myself." This chapter, #2, is called "Sex in the Alley With Susie." It was prev...
John was my first boyfriend at seventeen. Twenty years later we were married with two boys - me working part time and looking after them and the house and John obsessed with work. I often thought how much my life had changed and how little his had. He still went out with his mates at the weekend while I was at home. My friends were settled down and I worked...
Chapter One: the Foundation I am writing this at the command of my most gracious and loving Lord and Master "Artoris". In it I am to tell you of my journey from a most obedient daughter of the faith to that of becoming a totally submissive slut for my Master that knows no bounds. It is most unique in several ways: While totally submissive (collared, brande...
Interlude: Two lesbian lovers meet some new friends and try to reaffirm their love. "Hi," Sarah Yearwood said as she took a barstool in the Night Shadow club. She offered a shy smile to the bartender. "Hi," said the bartender, a petite young lady with curly brunette hair and strangely attractive features. "May I get you something?" "Just a Coke, please,"...
Sacred Heart Academy for Girls is a beautiful campus, nothing but hills and green fields and trees. It houses two hundred girls total, grades ten through twelve. It's a great school that looks excellent on any transcript. It has its own shops, its own restaurant, and the most beautiful little chapel with stained glass windows. Pilar Duarte fucking hates it...
Rose was one of those girls who don't realise how attractive they are to the opposite sex. As a kid she'd been a bit chubby and as a result she was embarrassed about the generous size of her tits. She'd developed early and spent years hiding her assets rather than showing them off. At 18 she had a gorgeous figure with firm D-cup tits and curves in all the ri...