This is the continuation of my holiday diary. Please check Part 1 for the build up to the below. Enjoy x 12th March I’m officially a bad girlfriend… Dan was feeling better yesterday so he got up and came to the pool with us all for the first time in a few days. It was … Devamını oku
A huge thanks to everyone for your comments. Your guess is as good as mine on the direction, so we all wait and see! As always, thanks to Kenjisato, editor extraordinaire! As before, any ‘mistakes’ are mine. I tend to disregard a few edits, hopefully not spoiling the story. Thanks, also, to Paolo for his … Devamını oku
“Are you lookin’ for company, Doll?” I riled at being called a “doll.” I turned and looked at the bartender who was leaning over the bar and smiling at me. He was a real swisher—wouldn’t have gone out on the street up in Baltimore. But, of course, no one else in this dive would have, … Devamını oku
This is the first erotic story I wrote so it’s not perfect but I like it well enough to publish it here. “Finished, not perfect.” I have a lot of projects that are waiting to be “perfect” and may never see the light of day. That being said, I really hope you enjoy this little … Devamını oku
This story concerns a man approaching his thirtieth birthday whose mother, a very ordinary fifty-five-year-old housewife, becomes available to him, sexually. The story is set in the nineteen-seventies in the northeast of England. For reasons of clarity I have made no attempt to reproduce the very distinctive regional accent and dialect; I’m not sure how … Devamını oku
One afternoon18 yo old sitting on my lap and tweaking my nose and ears and saying “remember when we used to do that to each other?” I then messed her hait saying “Yeah and I remember doing this as well!” We continued ‘play fighting’ and ‘tickling each other (I’m not tickly) She was wearing a … Devamını oku
My dad had finally passed away after a lengthy illness. He was diagnosed shortly before I graduated from high school, and I’d stayed home through four years of college to get my bachelor’s degree. I was offered a chance to pursue my master’s at the same college, both of them insisted I take it. I … Devamını oku
Amanda Zimmerman was our first maid. She was the first girl Mrs. B hired for the explicit reason of giving me somebody to woo. We got off to a slow start … so slow that Mrs. B bribed her with a part in the stage play “Shrew” to seduce me. Shrew turned out to be … Devamını oku
It’s been a long and dreary day. Xavier gets out of his car once again. His hands are smeared with engine oil. There’s a black line on his forehead from his hands. The white shirt he was wearing, is a crumpled, filthy mess. His jeans are still semi-decent. Luckily he has an extra shirt in … Devamını oku
She talks to angels. There’s that melody again. It’s fading in and out inside my head. It’s the one that always makes me sad. I must admit that some songs bring back far too many memories, good and bad. Mostly bad. Every single time that I hear The Black Crowes, I think of her. The … Devamını oku