This story was inspired by another story entitled Size Does Matter submitted by MeredithEighty8. The point of view in that story seemed to be that the size of a man's penis was the most important criteria for having a relationship with him. I think this is too simplistic and limiting so I'm going to give an alternative perspective on the size issue that is a...
Authors note : To allow for longer chapters as requested I have edited several chapters into one here. Two more days had passed in paradise for the couple and nothing further had been mentioned between them about "the fantasy" as it has now come to be called. There was no tension or avoidance on either one of there parts it was simply as if the matter wa...
This is my fantasy. Some of you probably won't like it. I don't care much. If you do have fantasies like mine, I hope you enjoy this one. Thanks to my editor and muse, who was relentless in his attacks on my earliest efforts. I take back some of those nasty names. -,-'-{{@ I watched my David remove his jacket at the door, hanging it neatly on a hangar. He...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
This is an edited version, as I found a few grammatical errors when I read through it again. I will try and be more careful in future projects. ********** Sarah had not been looking forward to this part. Well, to be completely honest with herself, she hadn't looked forward to any of the events of the past 24 hours, but the entire situation had been take...
Set in England * * * CHAPTER 1 The opening episode of the new BBC light drama called 'Department Store London' (DSL) ran for two hours and the advance publicity had been intense because some git in British Broadcasting reputedly with a first-class nose for picking 'winners' had read the script, knew the director intimately (more intimately than the direct...
How "lucky" am I? That question used to be rhetorical. It needed no answer. Of course I was lucky. I had a lot to be thankful for. I have a gorgeous wife that is every bit my complement. I had two healthy kids that were great students. I owned my own company that is small but productive. Yep, I'm very lucky indeed. The question needs no answering. Of cour...
The Dueling Duets Series Dueling Duets (One): Don’s Erudition Dueling Duets (Two): Lisa’s Hobby Dueling Duets (Three): Dave’s Education Dueling Duets (Four): Judy’s Revenge I think, but I'm not perfectly sure, that Don The Professor, was either my second or third story. I was listening to Don, writing my little tail off and trying to keep up, when all of a...
© 2019, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ann's hand trembled as she reached for the cassette player, her index finger lingering over the button that would make it play. Nervously pulling it back like she had the previous three times, the pit in her stomach was making it impossible for her to press it. She kept stopping to look around the caver...
Chapter 6 edited - final Tyrell Johnson was a medium-sized man of simple means. He did not aspire to fame, riches perhaps but that was unlikely to happen. He was a small fish in the underworld and that was ok with him. Tyrell ran a small piece of the numbers game, was a part-time loan shark, and part-time pimp. Other than a lack of morals his main vice was...