PART 1The phone jangled unceremoniously as dawn’s glow
enveloped the flickering remains of the star studded
heavens. It was Uncle Harvey, and he needed someone to
watch over his remote acreage while he was in the
hospital. Harvey was older than history, refusing to
succumb to the trials of life and the advancements of
modern technology, spending the greater …
Paul dreamed he was back on leave in Tokyo. It
was in one of the Oyasumi, (the bathhouses) now
westernized and common as massage parlors in
America. But this was a special place-of a
bygone era now to be found only in fiction-
where a gentleman, or at least a man of some
means could purchase unique and pleasurable
experiences …
This is not a story about a normal Friday. I am a
practical woman, world-wise, aware but not alarmed that
I am single and approaching my mid-thirties. Marriage
will probably happen for me one day. Children may or
not. These aren’t concerns that drive my life. I’m sexually confident and secure with my own body, but
don’t I offer myself …
I work with a number of attractive women. I happen
to be one of only 6 males that work for this parti-
cular business, and of the six, I am the youngest
25. The majority of the females that work with me
are around my age and attend graduate school in
similar programs as I do.It is because of …
I went to the casino with 3 of my buddies one Friday
night. It was something different to do than the usual
bar-hopping and skirt chasing. I took fifty bucks,
figuring that on some Fridays, I spent more than that on
drinks, food, and drinks for women who never seemed to
be home after that. When we got there, my …
My fetish had killed a highly promising relationship.
There was no escaping that conclusion. Sherri never
returned my calls. The day when I was going to toss all
of my pictures and videos loomed larger on the horizon,
and finally, I swore that I would just learn to ignore
it. After all, most of the smokers I had seen recently…
“Brad….Brad! Did you understand the question?”“Huh? Uhh, I don’t think I did, Mrs. Gonzales. Maybe you could
explain it again.”Brad felt his face grow warm as he became embarrassed. The
musical voice of his favorite teacher had just awakened him
from one of his recurring daydreams. The embarrassment wasn’t
caused by the snickering of his classmates. Brad became…
My eyes opened slowly opened to a new morning. I woke
up, as usual, with my face lying comfortably on
Sandy’s pussy. I moved around a little and she
responded by moving one of her luscious legs to the
side a little. This gave me an opportunity to stick my
tongue into her lower lips and very gently up across…
One afternoon, Amy was working away in her home office
at the computer. Or, at least she was at the computer.
Instead of working, she was in a chat room, talking with
strangers about all sorts of naughty things.She was chatting with a man who described himself as
tall, dark and handsome, and the talk steadily got
steamier and …
Author Notes: “Aoife, the Queen Maker” is the story
the pixies told me when I wanted to write something
else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot
that I have created; sometimes I just tell a story as
it unfolds in my mind. The story I originally intended
to create was a scary story with lots of …