Her master was gone for a week. He had left Sunday with
strict instructions that she was not to touch herself sexually, or
make herself cum while he was gone. It was only Tuesday, and already
her body was missing him. She sighed. It was going to be a long
week. She stepped out of a hot bath, and carefully …
It was cold. She could hear the crunching of broken glass beneath her
feet as she shuffled about uneasily in the doorway. There was a radio
playing in a building a few doors down, towards the main road. She hoped
that whoever it was that was listening to the music wouldn’t be able to
overhear her. It felt like she’d …
The phone rang as she unlocked the door. She knew it was him, even
before she answered it. This was the time of night he always called.
Grabbing the phone, she answered with a breathy “hello.” “I love your voice when it’s like that,” he said, and she smiled, sinking
into the soft chair by the phone. “Did I catch …
I knew that there was no way that Kristina’s parents would allow her
to go to the block party with me, and I wouldn’t ask her to sneak
around against her father’s wishes, so I decided to give Becky
Steinman a call. After all, why should I be the only kid there
without a girl to hang out with?“Hi, …
Jennifer made it home shortly after the first snow flakes started to
fall in what would turn out to be a wicked blizzard. Good thing too as
her sports car doesn’t operate well on anything other than bare, dry
pavement.“It’s soooo cold out there,” she said, and after welcoming hugs from
her mother and I she tossed her coat …
“So,” her voice was a horse whisper. “Do you want to come back to my
place and have sex with me?” she looked across at me.
I looked up shocked. Then I recovered my composure. “Why?” I asked,
putting an edge in my voice.
She smiled, almost giggled, “What do you mean?”
“I mean, what’s the point, Alexandra?” I looked …
Sales, thought Jeff, is hell. This insight into the universe came to him on the 8:00 night
flight to Chicago, a trip which had forced the cancellation of his
annual Valentine’s Day date with his wife. With their dual careers, it
was hard enough to get time together for a quiet evening, much less a
special occasion. Nancy was lecturing …
A sea mist rose slowly off the placid surface of the calm sea,
and the darkening sun hung, paused in its slow western descent. The
moment hung too, an idyllic hiatus in the flurry of life. The
coastline was deserted except for one sole, slim, figure. The
olive-skinned girl watched the sunset in silence; she gazed at
the western horizon. …
In the dark, the cold sucked the warmth from Glen as he lay on the
ground near the edge of the woods. The ground had begun to give
up its heat at the end of September as nights cooled down. By the
end of October, the ground was cold. Lying upon it, the ground felt
like ice. The night air …
It was a warm autumn evening in New Orleans, and the air was thick with the scent of jambalaya and the distant sound of jazz. I was sitting at the bar in The Spotted Cat, nursing a Sazerac, when she walked in. Her name was Isabella, a sultry brunette with olive skin, fiery eyes, and curves that could make a …