So she's hot. We've established that. She has a nicer body than me, extremely pretty eyes, a lovely smile and cute freckles. I know you've always loved those freckles on her. I don't have freckles. But that's okay, I don't need any. I feel secure enough in this relationship as it is. I love you, first of all. I trust you. And I've got a nice smile too, and...
The night was filled with a full moon and a crisp breeze as fog rolled over the soft ground. The night was all hollow's eve where everything that goes bump in the night comes out to play. Ronan was so excited for his first adult Halloween party. He couldn't decide what costume he was going to wear, he wanted a superhero costume, but couldn't figure which one...
You find an onsen (a Japanese hot spring) allowing people with tattoos. You notice it has lots of 5 star reviews - you don't read them, You can't even if you wanted to, most are in Japanese. Looks good enough and so you plan to go. It's a small place. Could probably only accommodate 100 or so people. It looks pretty quiet today. You pay your fee, get hand...
I know you better than you know yourself. I know what you want and what you need. I know what you'll give me, what you'll offer me and do for my pleasures. Most importantly I know how much more besides that I can take from you. You stand there, hands clasped behind your back, head bowed, dressed in your best, wondering what's next, what's to follow and...
i wonder, Sir... What if we had the opportunity to meet somewhat regularly and each session went beautifully for both of us? What if i waited for you in a lovely hotel room one summer evening? What if i put on the little blue plaid mini-skirt and white blouse, white stockings, and little lace bra and panties you'd left for me, and put my hair up in a nice...
As I sit to pencil in my thoughts once more, I can't help but wonder how to put them into words that will make sense. They all seem so jumbled up in my head at the moment but I know I must get them out because my heart is near bursting. I have come to that monumental point once more where I could burst into tears at the drop of a hat just thinking about him....
“I can’t believe it. I can’t fucking believe it.” “What?” “You know that girl Michelle, the one I’m seeing?” “Yeah, your little hottie.” “Yeah, well, not anymore. She just dumped my ass.” “Are you serious?” “Yeah.” “Why?” “Honestly? It’s all about the sex. I guess I’m not giving her what she wants. I just don’t get it, man. I treat her like a fucking...
**** Work of fiction. If you would like more please comment and provide feedback. * The house is quiet as I sit on my bed. “Finally,” I think to myself going over whether I have everything done for the day. Kids are tucked in and sleeping upstairs in their rooms and the house is picked up. I am all alone in my room the quiet is a relief but also painful....
I write this memo not as a story, not for literary enjoyment, but as simple a treatise on the sexual depression that is my life. First and foremost, a little background. I am a 33 year old mother of one who is happily married but is far from satisfied. My sex life is boring and growing more stagnant. I am up for anything anytime anywhere, but everything just...
Conclusion The shock to Tacey must have been immense, shock and awe at walking into such a beautiful stone vaulted place and seeing the knights and raphes, perhaps a hundred in all, standing in their red robes watching her, their eyes focused just upon her; and, at their centre, the figure of the Bacalum looking so serene and wonderful in his great curving...