The spring-time breeze gently creates the constant movement of dancing curtains, parted just enough to let the coolness invade her bedroom, the light from a sunny afternoon slipping through as well, putting her soft pillow-top bed in nature's spotlight. That breeze had earlier dried her freshly washed cotton sheets, now spread out in a fragrant, inviting cov...
She is lingering in the doorway. She is full of doubt and desire and darkness. Her hair is long and her skin. Dark. Smooth. Supple tight stretched across her body her muscles her fat her hormones glands wetness. She is sitting across from me and I... I can see her eyes. Even though the room is dark-maybe because the room is dark-I can see her eyes. The ligh...
Lydia Longley had been in the church choir since she was ten beginning with the Junior Choir. Everyone said that God had given her a beautiful voice and, indeed, He had. Lydia was musical and smart. The choir directors always had her sing in the alto section because she could read music and was a strong enough singer to hold up a part against the melody whic...
Harriet had made a real mess in her kitchen, pulling out all the cleaning supplies from under the sink and stacking them on her kitchen floor so she could get access to the plumbing. Using her flashlight the first thing she did was check all the valve connections for leaks, then she checked the drain connections and the hose from the dishwasher for leaks or...
I swear she just hired me to make fun of me. I mean, yeah I help with computers around the office but she just seems to delight in making me squirm. "Hey Martin, could you come in here?" Her voice comes in on the intercom. Ugh...what could this be? I walk over to her office and open the door. "Martin, come in. I got a new computer for my office and I'd l...
Published 9/17/2011 @ Hostile Government take over (Skit) A United States Senator, A United States Congressman, A United States Governor, A Mayor from a large city in the Southwest A lobbyist from a maniacal highly corrupted Multinational Corporation (jack) They all meet at an undisclosed south sea location for a spirited meeting about 2012 president...
Her breast were hanging down and touching the cold, smooth marble floor. The old woman was sitting in front of her in her white robe looking straight ahead. A black leather string wound around her forehead with the purple Jasmine stone hanging at her third eye center. The woman picked up a small bouquet of dry and spry branches and hit Isabelle on her back....
It was 1958, I was 18 years old and I had been staying with my cousins Megan and Morag in their cottage at Cairncarron over the summer. My Aunt had left us alone for a couple of weeks to look after a sick friend. On Tuesday Morag asked me to deliver a letter to Colonel McAllister's widow who lived in a big Edwardian house on the edge of the village. I had t...
"You go to Croweville?" I asked the bus driver. "Sure do, we'll be there about 2:15. In the a.m.," the driver said pointedly. "Thanks," I said, my eyes adjusting from the buglight glare of the terminal to the dark interior of the coach. I scanned up and down but every pair of seats had at least one taken, most by dozing older folks or wary-looking migrant...
I was told to meet my mistress here behind our hotel in a remote location in Hawaii. I find her car and search where she told me to go. I finally find her at a pool and waterfall off the path I have been searching on. She is standing under a waterfall, the water is rushing over her body, making her swimsuit very clingy. I dive under the water and swim over t...