Over the next few months, I managed to get into Boston a half a dozen times as a sort of bodyguard to one of the locals who ventured back into his home town to spy out what the Brits were up to. He was a fine, brave little man named Richard Backus, and although I could hardly understand him at first, we became reasonably good friends, as much as you can be f...
Clay, become dust, sifts through my toes and clings to my naked ankles like a lover's grip. Each particle melds into my body's proof of heat, birthing a fresh layer of me - as if I am becoming. Molten gold pours into the clasping arms of the trees dappling the path making inkblot plays of quarrels and elephants and cars. I pass through and into them, distort...
Warmth of the fire was a welcomed sight. Immediately she freed Ghost of his bridle, saddle started rubbing him down. There was some grain and corn he ate while Raven allowed her mind to travel. The days travel had gotten to her in many emotions. Being raised as a runner, was all she knew. Crossing the lines of time. Trying to capture information that the C...
A girl let's call her Wendy was a highly attractive college girl that was desired by every man in college she was homecoming queen of her high school but was far from what people would call a slut. Wendy was highly conservative and had a good head on her shoulders she also never really had much sexual experiences even though she had been curious about what a...
Today I found a grey eye lash. No crisis, no world changing event, just a single, tiny lash devoid of colour. I guess that means I'm getting old. Not that getting old ever held any fear for me. Somehow, I always imagined that I would one day wake up and feel old *and* grown up. Almost like a magical graduation ceremony had taken place during the night and...
I love toothless crack whores, prostitutes in general, really. I sometimes flash my headlights at night twice in the shadier parts of town just to get their attention. I take them to a parking lot or a back alley and they suck me off. No strings. No dinner, no pretending. You've got what I want and I've got the cash. The excitement of being in public with th...
Chapter 3: The Restaurant Within 20 minutes, we are both ready for the short trip down the mountain to the village at the bottom. I chose this place very carefully, knowing that the food, although rustic, was excellent. I'm wearing plain slacks, and a shirt, open to the collar, but the site of you just takes my breath away in a slinky slip of a dress that...
We drove to the little store, the conversation light and flirty. He kept telling me how much He wanted my mouth on His cock and i simply smiled and said that i felt the same. "Soon, my Pet," He said, "soon enough." Just at that moment, we pulled into the little parking lot of the adult book store. I had only been there once before and was so embarrassed...
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Before exiting the train car's restroom, I pulled a handkerchief from my pocket and mopped the juices from around my mouth and chin. I didn't need to go walking back through the car to my seat reeking of sex and having my face looking like a glazed donut; I had never had such an impulsive or hot sexual encounter in my life and my head was spinning. Stepping...