3: SHERYL and the Caravan Part 2 My mind was on horses and riding as I travelled south to keep my appointment. But it was a very different kind of riding I had in mind. Ever since meeting Sheryl at an Exhibition nearly a year ago we had shared two of the most enjoyable sexual unions I have ever experienced in 70 years on this planet. But I wondered if there...
"You're a Bastard!" Wonka smiled and continued flicking the tip of His favorite riding crop against bella's swollen clit. "You don't give a fuck about anyone or anything." The tapping remained constant like the drip of Chinese water torture, not enough to get her off but just sufficient to make bella's juices run in ever increasing droplets down the insid...
Those that laugh eventually will cry for one precedes the other as sure as autumn heralds winter and daylight foretells night. I see the tears in eyes that twinkle like diamonds, recognize sadness in faces brimmed with joy, I am the canker slowly creeping, for even as I gift happiness the seeds of misery are germinating beneath fragile skin. The bar was we...
John, Jane and Edna went to the restaurant; they ordered three times each dish, but Jane ate all of them, as John and Edna were full. Then they went to work, in Edna's father's sex toys' shop. Edna told them, "There are not many customers at night, but we committed to serve them. You should remember that people often behave strangely at night, and be carefu...
My neighbor Rebekah and I had liked each other ever since the day almost two decades ago she brought over fresh baked cookies as a housewarming gift and we wound up back at her house laughing and gobbling them up together like school kids because my utilities wouldn't be switched on till the morning. I had been moving furniture and boxes all day and was swea...
Less than four hours remained until his dinner date with his ex-wife, Katrina, at her favorite Manhattan restaurant: Sardi's. In less than five minutes his mistress would emerge from the ladies' restroom with freshly scrubbed hands, ready to pry open a three-pound lobster across from him at a ramshackle diner. As the wisecracking waitress Janine approached t...
An account of the impact of teenage abortion on two young lives, and the unforeseen consequences years later. * Why did you go through with it? Why did you do it? You didn't have to. And now you know you made a mistake. A terrible mistake. One that can never be undone. Ever. How sad. How stubborn. But I'll still love you, always. I can still see your beau...
Anna was accomplished! Yes, she was also young, pretty, and sexy, with her 5 foot 5 inch 98-pound frame, nearly porcelain skin, blue eyes, 36C-23-34 measurements and cascading auburn hair that fell to the middle of her back, but she was best described as accomplished. In her 23 years, she had managed to graduate early from college, with a degree in botany, t...
As movement withdrew me from a comforting reverie, my new Brother-In-Law David's words echoed in my mind... "We'll be here for a few minutes, Beautiful...I ain't nearly done emptying my 'Baby Food' into your womb." '...here...' was the bed of my Wedding Suite with my hips curled so far upward that my knees were pressed into the mattress on either side of m...
Letter Number Two My Dearest Darling Horace; January 5th, 1898 I do so wish that you had replied to my letter of November 11th, 1897. I prayed that my candid description of the misery that my obscene need for you has wreaked upon my existence would soften your resolve to remain out of my life. My beloved, I simply cannot ignore the frightful level of lasci...