Sean and I finally continue across the lobby, reaching the bank of glass elevators. We stand there, holding hands and waiting for a car, suddenly shy together. The doors of the elevator opens and we enter, moving to the wall of glass that looks over the lobby as we climb to the top floors of the hotel. I can see all the men from the bar, standing in the door...
At 6.pm, it's already getting dark. The navy blue night sky was appearing as Adalia rode the bus home from work; it was a pleasant enough ride, if you ignored the fact that hunger and the motion of this vehicle was making her nauseas. Adalia loved how suburban this town is; it's not condensed like the city, but it's not so rural that there is absolutely no...
In my job, I've seen quite a few things over the past six years or so. Suspended from the roof of a massive building, I've watched helplessly as a just-fired business executive jumped from the seventeenth floor and got impaled on the decorative fencing below, I've seen several police chases -- including one where the getaway car was actually a stolen police...
I'm Andy and this story is about me having my first ever sex with a woman. I live in India in a city called Chennai. I live in a house of two floors. Ground floor & First floor, with my parents and my brother. He left to a different city in search of a Job and my parents moved into with my Grandparents. So I've been alone in my house since a few months....
Seen from the skylight window, the back-to-back suburban rear gardens were a tessellation of wooden boxes. Slightly different shapes and sizes. Slightly different heights of fence separating them. Each a neat, closed cell. Some with children's paddling pools and trampolines. Some with decking or paving. Some with what Adrian considered to be stupidly expensi...
I put the key into the lock of my front door and turned it with a sigh. I was home earlier than expected. My blind date had turned out to be a disaster. I inherited the house from an uncle who passed away a couple of years ago and it just so happened to be in the town where I ended up going to university. It would save me a bundle in accommodation fees and...
I live in Manhattan, New York City -- in a towering skyscraper-apartment. There are more people in my building than in some towns. We're all piled up on top of each other, one floor after another, forty-five stories tall, some staying for a few months, others for years, in a community of our own. Living in a building like this -- in New York City - is dif...
Usual standard declarations about age, etc. apply here. As an author, I set the characters up, tell them precisely what I want them to do, and then send them off to do it. And of course they bugger off and do exactly what they want. Honestly, it's like trying to herd cats! So if you read chapter 1, you'll know some of the characters already, and guessed the...
The implication of her neighbour's question was obvious - "Does anyone else wish to pose with Sal?" It would not simply be posing nude with Sal: there would be an erection and more. You could have heard a pin drop. Nobody said a word. It was an invitation to fuck or be fondled or sucked by Sal - nothing more and nothing less. "Well, if no volunteers, I'll d...
I was standing by the door of the bar outside my apartment when I saw Sammy coming up the street. She was wearing a loose fitting sleeveless white summer dress and her hair was arranged in pigtails which cascaded over her pretty bare shoulders and came to rest on each of her delightful little breasts. The fragile straps of her white brassiere showed beyond h...