The second depression changed the world. The rich stayed rich while the poor got poorer and eventually started to kill themselves. People hated their lives. People hated working for a few pennies a day. Eventually, the rich started to go poor. They couldn't afford their workers to keep killing themselves, or stealing, or (the more popular fad) burning down t...
Chapter 9: Remembering Duty Junie tried to move silently in the pale, early morning light as she made the coffee. When Bob came out from his and Donna's room, he paused and looked at her, his eyes measuring. Junie smiled and spoke softly, "Good morning. Could I pour you a cup of coffee?" "Yes, that would be nice." Junie poured the cup full and presented it...
I am in my second marriage with both of us nearing fifty life and love start taking on new dimensions, blossoming out into things, hopes and desires that once would have seemed taboo, forbidden, even sinful. The two of us are very open in discussing sex, fantasies and our desires. However, with my wife in menopause, many nights find me downstairs on the comp...
I kneel quietly in the corner, waiting, but for what I don't know. I just know that I have to wait. My eyes lowered to the floor, my hands are clasped behind my back, my spine is straight, and my hair is flowing down my naked body. I hear footsteps in the hallway. Heavy footsteps, a dull thudding on the hard wood. I shudder as the door creaks open and I hea...
My first attempt at horror - it's Halloween after all. "This was definitely one of Graham's better ideas," Gemma said with a grin as they waited in line for their second 'haunt' of the night. Smiling back, Neil grabbed her hands, jumping up and down happily. "I know, I'm so excited," he almost shouted, causing the attendant to look over in disapproval....
The persons, places and events in this story are creations of my imagination and are entirely and purely fictional. They are not intended to portray any persons, places, things or any events which have occurred in real life. Any similarity to same are purely coincidental. * Jackie Harrison sat back in her ox blood leather chair swiveling back and forth out...
To this day, years later, Nancy wakes up at night, her long, slim hands rushing to her totally flat chest, slender fingers covering her tiny nipples, breaking out into a cold sweat. Her eyes open, she realizes she is safe, and a sudden stream of wetness flows between her legs reminding her over and over again how her orgasm under Janet’s control was the Moth...
***All characters are over the age of 18.*** ***** It began gently, like a kiss good night for an already sleeping little princess: so soft and cautious it may not have even happened. Stray flickers of sensation, playful, almost a tickle. Just enough to prick the mind before it passes again, more deeply, into slumber. In her mind, she is in between satin...
She stood at the banks of the blue and silver river, gazing across the blazing noon day sky. Beauty over beauty like a majestic eagle over a snow capped mountain. The wind lightly slung her long silken hair outward in waves and flickers like that of a fire. Her bare tanned skin shined as she basked in the hot sun, on the rivers edge. Her face slowly rose t...
"Hello?" Denna asked, waiting for a response. "Yeah, I'm trying to reach Beth." A man's voice said with a pause. "I think you have the wrong number. My name is Denna." "Oh, sorry about that. Maybe I should just talk to you instead. Your voice sounds better than hers." he laughed with a sexy tone. "I won't get any work done if I talk to you," leaking a s...