I was a freshman in college and Suzanne was my first serious girlfriend. She was blonde, tan and had wonderful Southern manners and I was definitely, madly, head over heels in love with her. We were studying in a back corner of the main library late one evening after we had been dating for a few months when she asked; "do you ever have wicked thoughts when...
The sound of steel clashing against steel shattered the quiet repose surrounding Doug Sanders while he read the contents on the label. He heard her before he saw her. Her voice was soft, caressing, apologetic, but clear as a bell. She was apologizing profusely for having run her shopping cart into his. He started his long drawn out gaze at her knees, upward...
I love all wicked weasel bikinis but most I'm loving what you can wearing on every day beach. Because this bikini it's meant for wearing and enjoying both for my enjoyment and for guys who are looking at me on the beach. First time I was wearing my wicked weasel bikini on the beach it was the summer just after I'm was being 18 years old. We went to the river...
Follow me if you will. Thunderous sounds- horsemen gathered four. Imagine cry's hunger, or echo and destiny ebbed. Sky's colored with volcanic puke- rusted and dashed with embers jade. People are there, not long lived of bountiful graces and followers, but they are there all the same- demanding remuneration, shaking their pitiful little fists skyward. With t...
Once again, Agent Long & Agent 96 was probing around the headquarters of the Evil Wicked Wanda, this time to find & retrieve the mysterious Vulcanus ring. The priceless ring had been stolen from its rightful owner & was alleged to give special powers to who ever possessed it. The Evil Wicked Wanda was the wrong person to have such powers & the world was in g...
Notes: 1) Yes, I've chosen the Loving Wives section deliberately. Let's not debate it. 2) Yes, I realize Andrea isn't a very loving wife. Please see 1 above. Chapter 1 Andrea was living what she thought was a perfect life. She was finishing her degree at college, living with the good looking guy she loved in a nice apartment, and living a large life. She...
Rev. Willis P. Smithfield knew the knock of opportunity when he heard it. This was opportunity trying to kick his door in. Amanda Weatherwill had requested a private counseling session with him. He was certain that the last thing Mrs. Weatherwill wanted was advice. She sat primly in a chair in her pastor's office with her hands folded in her lap. This cause...
The sound of steel clashing against steel shattered the quiet repose surrounding Doug Sanders while he read the contents on the label. He heard her before he saw her. Her voice was soft, caressing, apologetic, but clear as a bell. She was apologizing profusely for having run her shopping cart into his. He started his long drawn out gaze at her knees, upward...
It was a quiet Thursday night at Rudys bar, some locals, a couple of farmers having a cold brew after a hot day in the sun. I ordered a pizza and a draft. A couple old friends were playing pool in the back, I took my beer and joined them. As the jukebox played some country song I'd never heard, I tossed a buck on the table to challenge the winner. Andy won,...
Apologies for delay... A new round of my favorite thematic, Ancient History. Another shemale on male story, a little darker and rougher than the previous one (A Greek Woman In The Trojan Palace), a lot of betrayal and dishonesties in this one. Again, this conception is not intended to be strictly stick to Official History and Tradition, big thanks to my frie...