However much I admired Crystal's song-writing skills when I was playing in her band, I didn't really dwell much on the meaning of her lyrics. Certainly not with the intense attention to detail as Polly Tarantella. She quotes from Crystal Passion's lyrics as if it was poetry and uncovered depths of meaning in them that had never occurred to me. I suppose i...
This is meant to be the third part of a series. The first installment was Wrestling on the Third Date and the second was Hiking With Nicole. This story should stand alone but please refer to those for the back story. We were laying in bed after sex one Wednesday night when Nicole sprung yet another surprise on me. It started like this: "Do you have any bi-...
Sunday I had just arrived home here in St. Louis after a three hour trip back from a visit to my son and his family and my balls were aching like hell. I'm George Edwards, a 58 year old self-employed mechanic with no health insurance in this damned recession. I figured a hot bath might help but it basically only made things worse and my balls were still ach...
My nipples were healing up nicely, still sensitive not really painful anymore. The little barbells got removed several times each day so that I could cleanse the punctures, but even the hydrogen peroxide only barely stung and that was just for a moment. We skipped any activities on Saturday because you had a funeral to attend out of town. I spent the morning...
The night before had been one helluva threshold. As I reflected on it that next day I continued to reel from the intensity of it. First there had been the titillation of being displayed in public, something that I'd not only grown accustomed to, but that I had grown to crave. I knew You enjoyed it as much as I, probably even more and this only added to the...
Authors Note: Big, BIG thanks to my story editor oldnakeddad. The whole piece is so much more fluid, finally coming across the way I intended. I apologize about all the mistakes in the first three parts, I was just so excited to get this story out, I was rushing through it! I have many, many more chapters in mind...things are finally start to get heated up!...
Beth Barker often thought about how it got started. Of course the obvious cause was one all too familiar to married couples; a marriage gone sour; a marriage that had promised much passion but had died. Why does this happen? Who can tell? A partner who turned out not to be the person you thought they were; a familiarity that makes one weary of the same pen...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *********************************** I shouldn't have trusted La...
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I rolled over in bed looking at the caller ID. In the background I could hear the sound of the shower running. Rob was busy getting ready for work, it was 6:15. I knew without even looking that the only person who would call me at this ungodly hour would be Susan. And sure enough it was. "What's up?" I answered st...
Although yet recovered from Melanie's oral treatment, I tried to focus on the data that was coming up on my monitor. The keywords that our sniffing algorithms were finding were significant, and included the names of our two top competitors, along with other pieces of information about an internal research project code-named "blue smoke". We had inserted logi...