The Night Billi The Filly Got Filleted
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Everyone needs a vacation. This particular trip was for a small group of friends and we were heading to New Orleans for the weekend to celebrate my birthday.
We met at the airport bar at 9:00 on a Friday morning, and started the party then. I’m not sure how many drinks we had before making the 1-hour flight, but suffice it to say that we were pretty wired when we boarded the plane. We arrived in New Orleans about 11:30, and the flight attendants were glad to see us get off of the plane. We found a taxi and headed into town to our hotel.
Once settled in our rooms, we decided to head to the casino and see what Lady Luck was going to start us off with. Actually, it didn’t go too bad. We each left with a little more than what we walked in with.
Next was a short walk down to Bourbon Street, and hit the first bar we came to. We ordered our drinks, listened to the music, and laughed at the people dancing. After having a few, we would get out on the dance floor and make complete asses out of ourselves, but who cared? We didn’t know anyone and no one knew us. We’d stay around for about an hour or so, then go in search of the next one. There were a few that we really liked and wanted to remember which ones they were so we could come back later, but that’s not an easy thing to do when you’ve had too much to drink.
The day turned to night, and the partying got wilder. We were out on one of the dance floors when the DJ made an announcement and asked me to come up to the stage. Once there, he informed everyone that it was my birthday and that a group of us were in town for a weekend of partying. That just made the crowd wilder, and our whole group ended up with more free drinks. We hit the dance floor again and out of the blue this guy starts dancing with us. He cuts in and gets in the center of us, then starts dancing with each one. The guy was flat out FINE in my opinion. Tall, about 6’2′ or so, rock hard body, and a very nice ass. I had seen him at a few other places earlier in the evening, but didn’t think much of it. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t figure out why. Alcohol will do that to you.
I decided that I needed a break and went outside for a few minutes to get some fresh air. I was leaning against the building when I saw him come out. He came over to where I was standing and introduced himself as Rick. When he spoke, it dawned on me who he was. I could never get enough of that gravelly voice. You know, the deep down, melt your bones kind of voice. I’m thinking to myself, ‘No, it couldn’t be. No way is this happening. I am not standing here with Vin Diesel. It must be the alcohol affecting my brain.’ But when I really looked at him, I knew it was. But he said that his name was Rick. Ok, I’ll play along and act like I don’t know who he is.
‘Hey Rick, I’m Gwen.’
‘Nice to meet you. Did I hear the DJ right that it’s your birthday?’
‘Yeah, it’s tomorrow so we decided to take a trip and celebrate.’
‘Cool way to celebrate. By the way, happy early birthday.’
‘Thanks. We thought so. Time to escape reality for a weekend.’
‘God, I can relate to that. That’s why I’m here too. Well, me and a few of my friends. I guess this is the best place for it.’
‘I couldn’t agree more.’
We stood there for a few more minutes talking, then decided to go back in. The girls saw us come in together. Rick headed to his group of friends, and when I got back to our table, the girls were looking at me funny. I explained that I needed some air and went outside, and that’s when Rick came out. I decided that I’d keep his secret and not tell them who he really was.
Rick and his friends came over and we all introduced ourselves. Then back to the dance floor everyone went. It was a madhouse out there. Everyone was dancing in a big group, then we’d take turns dancing with different people. It was a blast. The DJ played a slow song and Rick came up behind me and asked me to dance. His voice sent shivers down my spine. I turned around and went right into his arms. He’s tall, but not too tall since I’m 5’8′. His arms went around my waist and pulled me close. I could have died a happy woman right then and there, but thankfully that didn’t happen. His arms were huge, and I loved the feel of his muscles. We talked while we were dancing, about anything and everything. I could listen to that voice forever. I was staring at his lips, wondering what they would feel like if he kissed me, when I realized that he had asked me a question and was waiting for an answer.
‘I’m sorry, what did you just say?’
‘I asked where you were headed after this.’
‘Don’t know, where ever our feet take us, I guess. We’ve been bar-hopping all day and I don’t know if we’re even close to being finished.’
‘Yeah, I noticed that you’ve been to several places. And no, you’re not even close. There are so many places around here that you won’t be able to hit them all.’
‘What do you mean, you noticed that we’ve been to several places?’
‘I’ve been watching you all evening. Discreetly, of course.’
‘But of course. May I ask why?’
‘Yes you may, but you won’t get an answer.’
‘Why not?’
‘You’ll find out later.’
The song ended and we went back to where the two groups had taken up residence together. We decided to head out to another place, so off we went. I was walking with the girls when one of them asked me, ‘Why do you have that silly grin on your face? Do you know something that we don’t?’
‘No, why?’
‘Because you look like you have a secret. So, spill it!’
‘There’s nothing to tell.’
‘By the way you were looking at Rick during that last dance, I’d say someone wants something that only he has.’
‘Hell, who wouldn’t? The man is gorgeous!’
‘Be careful. You don’t know anything about him.’
‘Nothing has happened so there’s nothing to be worried about.’
‘Nothing has happened YET.’
While we were walking, I noticed Rick talking to one of his friends. Apparently, he was getting the same interrogation that I was. I also noticed all the women checking him out. I wonder if they’ve figured out who he is. Let’s hope not. Hopefully everyone is too drunk to care.
We finally reached our next destination, another bar just like the last. They all start to resemble each other when you’ve been drinking all day and night. Rick and the guys head to the bar and bought us a round of drinks, then the next thing I know he’s pulling me to the dance floor. He’s dancing behind me, so close that I can feel him. I raise my arms into the air, swaying back and forth to the music, and he runs his hands down my arms and sides, settling them on my hips. He pulls me back against him, my back against his chest, and we rock back and forth to the music. The music changes to a slow song, and I turn around in his arms, resting my hands on his shoulders.
‘What are you thinking?’ he asks.
‘You really don’t want to know.’
‘Try me.’
‘Well, that’s one way to put it.’
‘Really, what are you thinking?’
‘What it would be like to kiss those gorgeous lips of yours.’ Oh man, did I really just say that?
As he lowers his lips to mine, I realize that I must have. Either that or he’s a mind reader. Our lips touch, hesitantly at first, but find it to each other’s liking. Tongues meet and circle, deepening the kiss. It was a perfect fit. I ran my hands slowly, deliberately down the length of his back, down to his ass, then back up. He pulled me closer to him so I could feel the effect that the kiss was having on him. Good, glad to see that it’s working. He ran his hands down to my ass and let them stay there. The song was winding down, so we broke the kiss and came up for air.
‘Damn,’ he said.
‘What’s wrong?’
‘Nothing’s wrong, other that the fact that I have a raging hard-on now.’
‘I guess I should say I’m
sorry, but I’d be lying.’
‘I’m not sorry either. Want to know why I was watching you?’
‘I don’t know if I really want to or not, but tell me anyway.’
‘One reason is that I was wondering exactly how long your legs are. The other is to see if your ass felt as good in my hands as it looks in those shorts.’
‘Oh that’s classic! How long did it take you to come up with those?’
‘I’m just kidding,’ he says, chuckling. ‘Seriously, I was watching you and your friends earlier and there was just something about you. I don’t know how to explain it. It’s like there’s this connection or something.’
‘So how is your research going?’
‘Hell yes, your ass feels great, but I still don’t know how long those legs are.’ That made me smile.
‘We’ll see what we can do about that part later. Want to find out anything else?’ Where in the hell did I get the courage to ask him that? Oh yeah, too many Amaretto Sours.
‘Don’t put the offer on the table if you’re not willing to pay up.’
‘Oh, I’m good for it.’
‘I’ll bet you are.’
We went back to the table and had a few more drinks, then decided to get away from all the noise. I told the girls that we were heading out and I’d see them in the morning. They started acting like MOM, telling me to be careful, but at the same time, have fun. They had hooked up with Rick’s friends, so I figured that it wouldn’t be too much longer before they started heading off in their own directions also.
We walked around watching the activities, and then veered off of Bourbon Street onto another one, this one much quieter. We were walking along when all of a sudden he stops, pushes me against the wall of a building and kisses me again. It started off slow and sweet and then turned into something else. It was like we wanted to crawl into each other’s skins. Our hands were all over each other, then he grabs my ass and pulls me tight against him. We came up for air and he said, ‘See what you do to me?’
‘No, I don’t do that to you. With enough alcohol anyone could do that to you.’
‘Maybe, but you’re the one who’s doing it right now. I told you that I had been watching you and your friends, and then when I heard that it was your birthday, I thought to myself that this couldn’t have worked out any better.’
‘But why me? There are so many women to choose from out there. I know you don’t have a problem getting their attention. I’ve watched them on the street tonight. So what was it about me?’
‘Because you’re real. You don’t put up a front and act like something you’re not. That plus the fact that you haven’t asked me why I lied about my name.’
With that I had to smile. ‘I figured you had a good reason to tell me you were someone else. I mean, if I were in your position, I would have done the same thing. I’m sure it gets old when women chase you because of who you are.’
We started walking again. ‘It does, and that’s why I wanted to get to know you. I know you knew who I was when I introduced myself to you outside earlier, but you didn’t miss a beat with it. I like that in a person.’
‘The goatee almost threw me. It was your voice that sealed the deal. I was wondering what name you were going to use, but if you want me to call you Rick instead of Vin, then that’s what I’ll do.’
‘I guess it would probably be the safest thing for all of us. If anyone heard that I was here, we’d have a mob scene on our hands.’
‘I’d have to agree with that. Tell me about your friends. How do they fit into the picture?’
‘They are some guys that I grew up with and we still keep in touch. I’m in between projects right now and decided I needed a vacation, so I called them up, grabbed a flight, and here we are for the weekend. What about your friends?’
‘Same thing. Friends from way back who wanted to get away from it all and celebrate my birthday.’
‘That’s cool. My friends keep me grounded and don’t let the fame and bullshit get to me. If it looks to them that it’s starting to, they pull me right back down. That’s what real friends are for.’
‘I couldn’t agree more. We’ve gone through a lot of stuff together and it’s nice to know that you can call someone up in the middle of the night and they’d be there for you, no matter what.’
‘That’s the way it is with us. If anyone of us ever needs anything, the others are there for him. Ok, enough of the serious shit. Where to now?’
We had been walking for awhile so decided to hit one more place before calling it a night, well, by now it’s morning. He led me into this one courtyard and it was nothing like we had been to before. It had a tropical theme and it was quiet – not the loud music that we had been listening to all night. There was a small waterfall at one end next to the bar, then several tables surrounding a dance floor. They were playing what I call ‘soft-rock’, the kind of music I like to unwind with. There were a few people on the dance floor, and Vin grabs my hand and leads me out there. The song was a fast one, so we started dancing and then it switched to a slow one. He grabs me close and said that he was hoping it would be a slow one so he could get me in his arms again. He definitely knows which buttons to push.
We had been dancing for awhile when I told him that I needed to get back to the girls.
‘No you don’t. They’re being well taken care of.’
‘By your friends I suppose?’
‘Yep. Before we left I told them to make sure nothing happened to the girls, or they would have to answer to me. They all agreed that there was no problem in them staying around. They had already picked out which one they wanted for the weekend.’
With that I had to laugh. ‘I guess you did too, right?’
‘Hell yeah, but I had already told them that you were off limits, and they had to choose between the other three.’
I started laughing. ‘What would have happened if my friends didn’t like yours? Did you ever think of that?’
‘Yeah, and I told them that if the girls aren’t interested, then it’s no big deal. Just have a good time.’
‘We didn’t come down here looking for guys. Believe me, that wasn’t even on the agenda. But since things don’t always go as planned, I’m not going to tell you to take a hike. Quite the opposite. I may be blonde but I’m not stupid. We’re pretty close to my hotel, want to walk me up to my room?’
‘Sure. I don’t see that there would be a problem with that,’ he said, grinning. And with that we headed to my hotel.
Once we got into the elevator, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. I wanted to fuck him right there but decided that because I had waited this long I could wait a little longer. We got off the elevator and he picks me up and carries me to my room. I start laughing and he’s telling me to be quiet. He set me down long enough to get the key-card out of my pocket, and then snatches it out of my hands, opens the door, and pulls me inside. He pins me to the wall with a kiss, then starts to kiss down my neck. I’m hanging on to him because I can’t support myself any more. This is something you always dream about but never expect it to come true.
I somehow manage to pull off his shirt and he pulls me against him again. We’re kissing and he reaches around, grabs my ass, and picks me up, sliding me against his hard cock. I wrap my legs around his waist and he carries me to the bed. The muscles this man has are unbelievable! My mind is spinning. I’m in a hotel room with Vin Diesel and he’s only half dressed! I smile at the thought of that and he asks, ‘What’s so funny?’
‘Nothing’s funny. I just realized that I’m kissing the sexiest guy in the nation and he’s only half-dressed.’
He grins and says ‘You know what that means?’
‘That I’m very fortunate?’ I answer.
‘No, it means you’re way overdressed.’ He sits down on the edge of the bed, and pulls my shirt up over my breasts and off my arms. He bends m
e back and starts to kiss my neck and down my throat. In no time he has my bra unhooked and slowly slides the straps down over my shoulders and arms and throws the bra to the end of the bed. His hands are on my bare breasts now, rubbing his palms over my nipples. I can feel them harden at his touch.
He lowers his head again, kissing my lips, working his way down over my neck and collarbone, down to my chest and he takes a nipple between his lips. I arch my back, almost pleading with him to stop. I can’t take the exquisite torture. He gives the same attention to the other nipple, gently licking, sucking and biting on it. I moan quietly, trying to catch my breath.
I push him back to where he is lying on the bed while I am still straddling his waist. I lean down to kiss him, and follow the same pattern as he did with me, going over his neck, dipping my tongue into the hollow of his collarbone, kissing down across his chest, licking his flat nipples.
I slowly trail my tongue across his abs, loving the way he tries to stifle a giggle as I trace my tongue around his navel. My hand goes to the large bulge in his jeans and I squeeze it gently. He groans and I start to unbutton them. I lick just above the waistband of his briefs, slowly pulling them down and kissing the skin as it’s revealed. He raises his hips off the bed, allowing me to completely undress him. I grasp his hardness in my hand, gently squeezing the shaft as I lower my lips and kiss the head. His eyes are closed and I trace my tongue around the tip, gathering up his pre-cum. He squirms beneath me as I take the whole head into my mouth, sucking gently. I take more and more of him into my mouth until he touches the back of my throat. I slowly pull the length of him back out of my mouth to the head, swirl my tongue around and take it all back in again. All of a sudden, I change the angle of my head as he slips deeper into my throat.
‘Ohhhhh, God . . .’ he moans as his hands tangle in my hair. My warm, wet mouth moves up and down on him slowly and gently for a few minutes, his breath is coming in short gasps.
‘Gwen, you’re going to make me cum,’ he says as I continue sucking him, massaging his balls with my free hand. His whole body tenses up and he groans. Soon his hot white liquid squirts into my mouth. I continue sucking him, tasting his cum as he softens in my mouth. I release him and lick the remaining cum from him. I move up and lie next to him, my hands tracing patterns across his chest, listening to his breathing quiet down. He lazily reaches out and brings my hand to his lips, kissing my palm.
‘Damn!’ he says to me, finally opening his eyes.
‘What’s wrong?’
‘Not a damn thing. It’s just that usually when I’m with a woman it’s all about her. They just want me to get them off. Some won’t even go down on me. If they do, most won’t let me cum in their mouths. They pull it out right before I’m ready to shoot my load. But like I said before, you are real. You know what you want and you’re not afraid to go for it.’
‘You’ve learned all that in the past few hours?’
‘Being in this business, I’ve learned to read people. I can tell when someone is out for something, if they have a hidden agenda. But you, you’re different.’
‘I’m just out to have a good time. It’s just coincidence that we happened to be in the right place at the right time, and things just clicked.’
‘I’m glad they did. You know what?’
‘No, what?’
‘You still have on too many clothes. I’m lying here butt-naked and you’re still wearing clothes. I think we need to fix that.’ And with that he flips me over and takes care of my shorts and panties in no time.
‘Damn!’ he says, running his eyes up and down my body.
‘Now what’s wrong?’
‘Absolutely nothing. Exactly how long are your legs?’
‘Long enough. Thirty-six inches from hip to heel, to be exact.’
His hands followed the same path that his eyes did. A trail of kisses follows his hands, up to my stomach, my breasts, licking and sucking each one, then on to my shoulders, finally to my neck and face. His fingers search out the place that he wants to be, finding me wet with need for him. He kisses me deeply, then leaves a trail of kisses back down my stomach, pausing long enough to tug on my navel ring, then lower to my pussy. First licking the lips, then sucking gently. His tongue finds my clit, and he gently sucks on it. I’m going wild. I love the feel of his mouth on me, but I need more. I try to get him to stop, but he won’t. He keeps on, licking and sucking my clit, until I cum.
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I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
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Sitting in the loft on hay bales, I saw Dad going into the bathroom as he calls it in the barn; really just two half walls with a toilet. He had just done his business and was shaking the dew, when I spotted a rather young girl standing near one of the stalls to the side of the bathroom, holding onto a post watching him. Her eyes were locked on his privates and her hands were fondling her breasts. He turned just as it was put away and at first, I didn't think that he had seen the girl there,...
Andersonville 1 - Home Sweet Home! by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to Susan M. Bidwell - a young lady who died before her time. Andersonville is based on the story "The life and death of Al Parker". Reading the story is recommend to understand some of the discussion in the follow series. Fade in... Dennis Butz worked on some last minute paperwork with a certain relief. In a few hours his dream would become a reality and then the real work would begin. He heard...
Andersonville 6 - Friendship Lines by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to my TS brothers and sisters, who have the guts to stand up to the world and say, "I'm not going to live a lie anymore." Fade in... I saw them come out of the courthouse from across the street. There were four of them; all men dressed in business suits. Every day, just a few minutes after 6pm, they left the courthouse to go home. Three of them proceeded to their cars but the fourth man, maybe 21...
Andersonville 7 -- Soul Mates by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to all the writers of TG Fiction. Fade in... There I was, in the file room working hard to make sense of the mess I had gotten myself into. I had accidentally misplaced a file and suddenly everything seemed to be out of whack, causing me a great deal of frustration. As a private investigator I was never good at filing, that had always been Al's job. Now, unfortunately, the job was mine and asking myself how...
"Good morning, Miss Anderson," Crius said in a formal tone. "Please, call me, Linda," I replied. "Only if you call me, Crius," he answered. The Titan God smiled, but I detected no warmth to it. "Okay, Crius." I returned his smile with some reservation. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I didn't feel at ease with him. When he had asked me out to breakfast, I had been tempted to say 'no', but my curiosity had gotten the better of me. "So, what can I do for you?" "Nothing,...
I stood there in my black dress watching them slowly lower the casket into the ground. Standing next to me was my mother, who was weeping softly. Next to her was my sister Jennifer, and she seemed the saddest of us all. Perhaps she was remembering her own mother and father's funeral who had both died when she was just a young girl. On the other side of the casket I could see Crius standing next to Dennis with an impatient frown. He seemed so out of place, and the expression on...
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Drusilla Vs. Buffy Originally by GoolCaptain ([email protected]) Please note, everyone in this fic is above the age of consent, whatever that is where you are."One bright day in the middle of the night, Two dead boys got up to fight, Back to back they faced each other, With their knives they shot each other, Deaf policemen heard the noise, And came and killed the two dead boys"Drusilla rocked back and forth as she rhymed. Buffy lay splayed naked on the bed, her...
Andersonville 3 - The Price of Revenge by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to all the survivors of child abuse, both physical and emotional. May you find the support and strength to deal with it like I did. Fade in... Linda Anderson - the do anything wonder woman. That's what the job title should have read. Not that I was good at everything I did; I was just expected to do everything around the office. That included making coffee, filing folders,...
Andersonville 8 - The return of Tom McClain! by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to my good friend Darkside, who inspired me to reach beyond what I thought I was capable of writing. Fade in... "Would you like some desert Linda?" Dennis Butz asked politely. "No thanks," I answered suspiciously. The man had been acting way too nice to me today. It had been a pleasant lunch so far. Dennis had started out by asking how my brother was doing, and I could see that he...
"Come on out, Linda," Judge Herns told me. "I don't want to," was my reply back to her. "I look ridiculous!" "It can't be that bad," I heard Dr. Green say. "Yes it can," I responded through the closed door. "Why do I have to do this?" "Because it's part of your agreement for having me change you back into Linda," Judge Herns replied a little sternly. "Now come out here so we can see how you look." I reluctantly opened the door and stepped out wearing the ridiculous outfit...
(This is my story I posted some years ago on another site. I thought Hamster readers might like it.) I cannot describe the sensation of having my cock pumped and my balls licked by my wife while watching another man’s arse pulsing up and down between her wide-spread legs, steadily fucking her eager cunt. But let me start at the beginning. We were still 200 kms from home, it was already late afternoon and likely to be dark by the time we arrived. As we drove on through another small town,...
(This is my story I posted some years ago on another site. I thought Hamster readers might like it.)I cannot describe the sensation of having my cock pumped and my balls licked by my wife while watching another man’s arse pulsing up and down between her wide-spread legs, steadily fucking her eager cunt.But let me start at the beginning.We were still 200 kms from home; it was already late afternoon and likely to be dark by the time we arrived.As we drove on through another small town, there was...
Mike Stoner sat and watched as his boss read the report. Dennis Butz scanned through each page carefully, taking extra time to check out the psychological profile Mike had prepared. Satisfied with what he saw, Dennis placed the report down next to him. "Very thorough," he stated. "Thank you," Mike smiled. Dennis Butz was a good man to work for. "I think she is a very good choice for who you have in mind." Dennis nodded. "When can you move her?" "Tomorrow morning. I...
It was way too early for someone to be calling. Somewhere in the darkness of my room I could hear my cell phone ringing. Looking at the clock on my dresser I cursed - it was 3:30 in the morning. Moving my hand in the direction of the annoying sound, I found the phone and turned it on. "Hello," I said in a curt fashion. I wanted the person to know I wasn't happy about this early morning wake up call. "Good morning, Linda," Dennis Butz replied crisply. "I'm sorry to call you at...
The couple slept peaceful through the night, naked and wrapped in each other's arms.Lilli Rose woke up first know that she would have to go to work soon. As she laid there awake, she ran the thoughts of the previous night through her head and she realized how hot and wet she was getting just from remembering. She wanted Keith, but he looked so sweet and peaceful just sleeping there next to her. The more and more she reflected on the night before, the more and more she wanted to feel his hard...
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We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...
There we were, two girls having lunch on a cool, April day - only that wasn't the case at all. Neither of us was who we really once were and only one of us was a girl. At least that's what I kept telling myself. As I began my second year as a citizen of Andersonville, there were times I regretted my decision to be turned back into Linda Anderson. It wasn't that I hated my life; I just didn't feel natural living as a woman. In all fairness, I most likely would have felt as...
Note: "Thalia Menninger" was played by Tuesday Weld. The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis 3: In God We Trust Created by Max Shulman Produced by Rod Amateau [1959-63] Parodied by Ron Dow75 Dobie Gillis, blond, crew cut, average early 1960s Working- Middle Class Dobie Gillis was at his usual marble bench in the park, bent over with his chin on his fist just like Rodin's statue, "The Thinker", a copy of which was just behind him. He looked up, "I've had a terrible shock. I found out...
My Life In A Gilligan World by Cabinessence Gilligan's Island is a creation of Sherwood Schwartz Jim was a teenage boy with a hormonal obsession. He was totally infatuated with Ginger Grant, the movie star on the TV show Gilligan's Island. He had her photos on his walls, a photocopy of a real autographed picture framed and mounted by his bed, and the complete Gilligan Island video collection from the CBS library. He would spend a lot of his time in front of the VCR jerking...
Fade in... The town of Andersonville Larry Smith, Bill Maxwell, and Steve Anderson walked across the school grounds. They didn't have football practice today, but that didn't stop the boys from pursuing other types of sports. They were heading for the park to shoot some hoops. The three of them looked like a group of typical teenage boys, but there was nothing typical about them, or for that matter, anyone else in Andersonville. "Is Sally going to meet us there?" Larry asked....
There I sat shifting through the many piles of papers lying on my desk and wishing I were somewhere else. It was truly amazing how many reports passed through my hands to be filed or used to type up other reports. I knew that at least half of them would reach Judge Jasper's desk, where he would study them for a few minutes then put them in his out box to be filed by you know who. What surprised me was how much information Judge Jasper remembered. He would quote me numbers on the...
FIRST ENCOUNTER/WITH A GUEST AT A HOTEL! One cold snowy evening, a gentleman walks in a hotel in Canada to check into his room for the next couple of days. As he approaches the front desk, he notices a very stunningly beautiful lady wearing a sexy red button-down blouse and a black suit jacket standing behind the counter. When he gets to the counter, he reads that her name is Lilli Rose. He smiles knowing that this is the intelligent lady he has made a connection with online but at the same...
FIRST ENCOUNTER/WITH A GUEST AT A HOTEL!One cold snowy evening, a gentleman walks in a hotel in Canada to check into his room for the next couple of days. As he approaches the front desk, he notices a very stunningly beautiful lady wearing a sexy red button-down blouse and a black suit jacket standing behind the counter. When he gets to the counter, he reads that her name is Lilli Rose. He smiles knowing that this is the intelligent lady he has made a connection with online but at the same...
Eggs and bacon again for breakfast. I’d better keep dancing or I’d get fat. I didn’t get much sleep last night. I couldn’t believe how much my life had changed in the last month. I felt Ann was opening up little. Three days ago she hadn’t let me touch her at all. Last night she asked me to hold her for a dance. Damnit, this was unsettling! I was attracted to Ann, I had to admit that. She was so much like her sister who had been in and out of my mind for the last nineteen years. Of the three...
Aunt TillieThis is a fantasy based on actual events in my earlier years. There was an “Aunt Tillie” whom I lusted after, but since she was mom’s best friend......…This took place in an established old, very religious northern city (read: prudish). Extremely conservative.Tillie, or Matilda was her birth name, was my moms best friend all through high school. Both of them married a year or so after HS, but remained close friends. Tillie was sort of an “Aunt” to me, as she came to our home at least...
Fade in - Somewhere in the Northwestern United States Leo knew he was in trouble the moment he came out of the portal. The place where he was supposed to have gone looked nothing like where he was. Instead of being in the Arizona desert, he was in a canyon surrounded by high cliffs and tall pine trees. On one of the rocky bluffs he caught sight of a herd of wild mountain goats walking along a precarious ridge. "Oh crap," Leo shouted, mostly out of a reaction to the fear he...
["Herbert T. Gillis" was played by Frank Faylen. He is probably best known as being the sadistic male nurse in "The Lost Weekend" (1945). He was also in 30 movies, (e.g., "The Grapes of Wrath" ('40), "Road to Rio" ('47), "Gunfight at the O.K. Coral" ('57), and "Funny Girl" ('68)).] The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis 6: What's Wrong with This Picture? By Ron Dow75 The sun was getting low as Dobie Gillis, blond, crew cut, average early 1960's Working-Middle Class Dobie Gillis sat...
Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...
Pippa picked me up in her car outside the barracks at about 5pm on New Year's Eve. The party was being held at the home of a Frank and Peggy Sinclair, near Farnborough. "The Sinclair's place is a mansion" Pippa informed me. "Frank made a fortune in South Africa, diamonds I think. The Sinclair's are big benefactors to the charity and some of the guests will be my fellow workers, quite harmless," she laughed and spun the wheel past a slower car; she was a good driver, fast but careful,...
"She's here," Leo said in a respectful tone. Crius grunted, and slowly rose from the chair in his tiny but comfortable study. His new accommodations, a single story house with two bedrooms, were smaller than what he was used to, but still better than what the Olympians had provided him with. He entered the living room, and waited for a woman in her early 60's to get out of the car. She walked slowly, with a limp, as she made her way up the entranceway. Leo ushered her inside,...
Fade in -- North American Aerospace Defense Command (NORAD) Cheyenne Mountain Command Center General Grim walked swiftly down the carpeted hallway flanked by two high-ranking Colonels who served as his aides. His mood matched his name. Anyone who dared wake him in the middle of the night had better have a good reason, and this one certainly fit the bill. Over the past two days his facility had tracked an object just beyond the orbit of Neptune. Normally it would've been...
Spelling is Kissock English * * * INTRODUCTION President Brown’s daughter Chantilly disliked being jobless and socially isolated on the allegedly sun-drenched tropical island of breeze-caressed coconut palms and mile-long white-sand beaches that tourist brochures label unabashedly, ‘A Romantic Dream Destination’ and ‘Fantasy Island Is One Credit Card Zap Away’. Only yesterday a 7-year old runaway from school endeavouring to escape harsh discipline was hiding between ‘breeze-caressed palms’...