Jacqueline in Leicester; 18 November 2016, Interviewer Hi, thanks for meeting me. How did you first find out about our figure training project? Jackie I found your questionnaire a few days ago and the speakers at the Leeds conference encouraged me. I felt straight away that I should send my story. I never would have thought to do such a thing but I hope...
They had been coworkers for quite some time. Things had transitioned from casual horseplay, sharing jokes, drawings and stories of family, friends and good times into daily lunch buddies. Yet they both sensed there was much more there, to what extent remained to be seen. The curiousity and interest was there and finally came to a boil one day when he had t...
Gina was a skeptic when it came to the idea that she would ever meet the man that could truly make her happy. She had gone through a few disastrous relationships in her past. It wasn't like she asked to be taken granted, or for that matter abused in both physical or mentally abusive ways. She had just simply taken for granted that a sweet and kind seeming ma...
The second in my occasional series of suggestions for new party games is another very short and simple idea. To start with, split the group into male and female. One gender will then challenge the other to guess a word that has been jointly agreed upon -- for the purposes of this explanation I'm rather wickedly going to assume the boys' team are challenging...
> FIRST TIME Our adventures with Gypsy were the first of a series of red-hot, wife-husband-friend / 2 guys and a girl, MMF adventures. Like many of Jane's friends, Gypsy was a musician, a drummer in fact. You could tell by his stories, that Gypsy was the adventurous type. Like I mentioned earlier, Jane and I had been talking about having such a relations...
Two weeks ago, I had received an invitation inviting me to attend a nurse's conference in Atlanta. The invitation had explained all the details about the conference and the hotel where it would be held. My hotel room was already booked, but just needed confirmation that I would be attending. I wanted to go to get away from Bruce and this town. A woman could...
Part One The castle on the hill could be seen from every vantage point throughout the entire village, even at night, when it was little more than a deeper, darker shadow against the night sky. Tonight it looked like nothing more than an absence, a jagged hole set against the air. In some way, this seemed to accentuate its size to the point where its sharp t...
Note from Jake Rivers, This is my eighth semi-annual "invitational." The current effort consists of stories based on songs by Frank Sinatra, Ol' Blues Eyes. Please read the stories and give feedback to the participating authors. Unless I'm convinced otherwise, I'll probably stop after the tenth invitational. Regards, Jake To the readers: I chose 'My Way'...
"Her name was Ann and I'll be damned if I recall her face." Well, not really. I still see that cute button nose, that smile, those eyes... Those brown eyes, they were voted prettiest in the class. She was everything a boy would want in a girl. She was very pretty, feminine and smart; President of our National Honor Society and graduated third in our class....
I woke up the next morning in a bed that was new to me. It was then that I remembered where I was and what had happened last night. I got up and went into the living room, after getting dressed. For some reason, even after yesterday, I just didn't feel right walking around nude in someone else's house. "Henry?" I called out. No answer. "LuAnn?" I called...