Considering what the Federals had done to her and hers, Bertha
Evans felt that she had kept her feelings about them remarkably
impersonal. Although they had invaded her country, crippled her
brother, killed her fiance, stolen most of her family’s property
with that horrid “Emancipation Proclamation,” and were occupying
Twin Oaks at that very minute, she could express her opinions …
“Man it was good to be finally on the open road and out of the traffic.”
I thought to myself. That bastard Bill! He’s so pussy whipped! Calls
at the last minute to say Shelly wanted to do something this weekend and
he couldn’t go on our trip. Shithead!We had been planning this trip for weeks and he bails …
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, …
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 …
She was breathless. I could smell the intermingled perfumes of Justine
and the girl, underlined with a deeper musk.
Justine leant forward and pressed her lips briefly to mine.
Then turned her head towards the girl.
The girl opened her eyes and they smiled at each other; so close their
noses were almost touching.
“Oh, my,” the girl was breathless. …
The last time that Ken wore a suit and tie was at _Le Buse Et Crachat_ and
tugged at his tie uncomfortably as he entered the hall in a local firehouse
where _DiSH_ were holding their New Year’s Eve party. Things were going well between him and Brenda. Though they didn’t come as
a couple tonight, they had planned to …
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 …
My hubby and I were treating ourselves to dinner and a night at the Hilton in Sydney (Australia) back in the early 1980’s. It was my 23rd birthday and I had a little too much to drink and was feeling rather disinhibited and horny. At dinner, my hubby slipped his hands up my wet knickers, and teasingly caressed my clit …
I am 22 years old, 5’6″ tall, long straight black hair, and I
have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN.
Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park. This is
where my story takes place.It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little
adventure was in order. I woke …
Li’sar lay under the warm furs in the darkness, her body all scrunched up,
pondering what would happen to her. She was warm and surrounded by others, yet
she felt cold and alone. Light suddenly entered the chamber, it was Master Balad, one of the slavers.
“Time to get up” he instructed. This would be the third day since she …