Alice had always had a very vivid imagination. As a girl, she would dream up whole worlds to escape into for hours, whether awake or asleep. She had never actually had what she'd call a "weird dream", despite all the abnormal things she'd encounter in her dreams. She would always enjoy spending hours with her mystical, magical friends from beyond the looking...
As Gabrielle pulled into her driveway, she could not help but be almost overwhelmed with tears. Not more than three months ago the place was little more than an empty house with a For Sale sign out front. Now as she turned off the ignition and looked up through the vast expanse of glass of the front windshield, she could see her husband, toiling away on the...
I was 19 years old and in college when this adventure started. I was broke and looking for a job whenever a family friend suggested to my mother that he knew someone who was looking for a live in babysitter, since it was suggested by someone I trusted, I decided it was worth checking out. I had text with the wife back and forth, and she invited me to dinner...
This is autobiographical about how I came to appreciate and love black women. I grew up in south Texas with all the bias and prejudice that could be taught to a kid. I attended a large public university during the 1960s in the days before student loans. I was a commuter student because I couldn't afford to live in the dorms or apartments. My parents told me...
Chapter Five: Bye, Bye, Father. Hello Shame. Laura stood meekly in front of her new governess and between her twin boys. She stood watching and waving timidly, but was unable to smile. She was positive she'd never smile again. She didn't know what to think as her father's car disappeared through a gate in a wall, on the far side of a courtyard. It drove swi...
Author's Note: This story starts slowly and lifts off into an intense sexual fantasy. Enjoy, and I'd love to get your feedback. The lights on stage are dimmed prior to their arrival, on cue, and a spotlight illuminates a plush Victorian-era chaise. The curves of the sofa are romantic, yet striking, and a set of beautiful pillows made of imported fabrics r...
He had watched her in the mirror as she walked in. She was as beautiful as ever and her outfit was stunning. He knew right away the time he took to pick it out was well spent. She stood behind him for a minute wondering what to do, her heart racing. Should she speak his name -- Maybe a simple tap on his shoulder? He looked up from the bar and their eyes me...
How the fuck did I get myself into this situation? As easy as it is to ask myself this, I already know the answer: Vanessa. The answer always is and always will be Vanessa. She's the craziest and best thing to ever happen to me, but today it's undeniably to the crazy side. Best too, maybe. If I had been told six months ago that, in time, I would find mysel...
This is a work of fiction. Many of the aspects of the story are drawn from real life, but the events are fictional. ***** I've been modeling non-professional for some years now. It started when a friend was participating in a fashion show at a cosplay event and needed someone to wear her male attire. Most of her line is Victorian dresses and assorted unde...
Graham the Nude Waiter ... or Adventures in the New Ritz Poodle Dog Club The whole fabric of human existence is that of domination and submission. - Friedrich Nietzsche This note, along with a fully nude picture of Graham, was slipped beneath Louisa's napkin on a previous visit to the Poodle Dog. You know the place, right? The New Ritz Poodle Dog Club wa...