*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes. *.**.*.**.*.**.* Gordon and Donna King stared at Dr. Berkshire in disbelief. The man had just told them what no paren...
Sam White is your better than average guy – short clipped grey hair washed every third day, clean fingernails, polite to woman, kind to children and is morally sound. Well, almost. At 63, Sam would still be actively engaged in sex but his wife ran off with her fitness trainer, so he's not bothered to find a replacement and that means going without. When you...
II When the tour arrived at the King Richard the Sixteenth Airport at Throb, they were carefully segregated from any local passengers who were arriving. They saw very little of the Airport, in fact, but felt cheated by having to pay Entry Taxes they hadn't anticipated. They were then bundled with all the other tourists onto a coach which drove them from the...
Literal internet meme mom needs to speak to the manager because her six-week-old computer will not power on. Karen gets all her problems solved. * I had only been working in the tech portion of our local big box consumer electronics store for a few weeks. I had started after high school graduation as a temp employee while I was on the delayed entry program...
This is the third chapter of a long story about a vicious and remorseless criminal and a group of people with unusual lifestyles who attempt to combat him. It is written in two ways. Sections which tell the personal lives of the participants are told in the form of memoirs. These are headed with personal names e.g. Philip and Denise, Ivy and Ginny. They cont...
Part Three RULES OF THE GAME Where Vivian's mother lays out exactly what she expects from her son if he wants to keep her onside and help him to achieve his dream. Vivian went into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was whistling, there was a spring in his step. "You've been ages... hello, what's this?" His mother indicated the towel....
"Put My collar on." i was curled on the floor of my Master's house reading a novel. He was lying on His bed, working on the computer, though it was late evening. Outside, the city was balmy and still busy, the warm summer air blowing in through translucent curtains, the sounds of cars and people filtering in with the breeze. i put my book down and took His...
Draft 1 25 June, 2002 "Put My collar on." i was curled on the floor of my Master's house reading a novel. He was lying on His bed, working on the computer, though it was late evening. Outside, the city was balmy and still busy, the warm summer air blowing in through translucent curtains, the sounds of cars and people filtering in with the breeze. i put my...
I make my way exhaustedly into the house. It's been a long day at college classes and things aren't getting much better for me below the belt. I stumble into the living room, dropping my bag as I do, and kicking my shoes off. That's when I see a woman waiting on the couch with her legs crossed staring directly at me. She's Columbian, average height, not sk...
"Oh darn!" Marni exclaimed when she flipped the switch to the garbage disposal and nothing happened. She turned to her twelve-year-old daughter, Jenny who sat at the breakfast table, picking at her waffle. "The disposal's busted, Jen," she said. Jenny looked up from her mangled breakfast and shrugged. "Call Dad. He fixes everything." Marni nodded as she tu...