Sequel to “A Woman Who Loves Men” A pregnant cheating
wife worries about the future…Hello, out there in Internet Land. This is Mother
Debbie, again. In my little corner of the World Wide
Web I’m your sounding board, advisor and provider of
motherly advice to those mothers’ sons who are in the
less endowed crowd. You know …
Hi! My name is Tamara, and I have been an exotic
dancer (i.e. stripper) for the past seven years. I’m
26 years of age, and would like to share part of my story
with any of you who wish to read on. — — I first started to realize that showing off my body,
and having others look at it, …
I was in what sociologists would call an “at risk”
group. You’ve read the same stories I have and know the
type: long dirty blond, some would say red hair, great
figure, married to a sweet guy who makes plenty of
money, two children in preschool. I was ‘ well a lady
never tells her age, but I’d hit that …
I sat down in the chair facing my dresser with the
brush in my hand. Making eye contact with her face in
the mirror, I watched her slowly move toward me. After
handing her the brush I placed my folded my hands
abruptly into my lap and smiled just to let her know I
was ready. Actually, I was more …
The following is a true story. It is not as
wild as most of the stories I’ve read here, but then,
most of those aren’t true. My name is Bobbi Sue, and
just recently, I decided to spice up my sex life. But
first, let me tell you about myself. I am pretty
short, only 5’1″ tall, and I weigh …
Well, as I promised last week, I’ll get you up to date
on my Fourth of July camping trip. My husband, Tom,
and I found this great campground with a practically
endless sandy beach, and we were there for the holiday
weekend. In my last letter, I described how I’d taken on a
couple of groups of guys on our …
Howard Merriweather was feeling blue. That’s the best way to describe it and it was a perfect feeling. Like a ball might be perfectly round or a line perfectly straight. Howard was perfectly blue. He dressed mechanically, not looking too closely at anything which might remind him of HER. It wasn’t very easy; after 11 […]
Burned out. That’s what I was on the occasion of my boss’s 4th of July party last year. I was 26 years old, just three years out of UC Heritage’s School of Business, a junior accountant at one of the most prestigious firms in the greater Heritage area, and I was just as burned out […]
I guess my sex life began one day during the summer of my thirteenth year as I was doing my chores. I was in my brother’s room putting away his clean clothes, and I found a stack of pornographic magazines in his underware drawer. Out of curiosity as to what could be so great about […]
I was a little at a loss. I dated around some but quickly lost interest in the high school antics and poor sexual performance of the typical adolescent male. I began toying with different looks and started to dress in what is sometimes described as ‘gothic’ style. When that got boring, I moved on to […]