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Surfside chapter eight

Jean stopped at the supermarket on the way home to pick up a few things she needed for dinner. She was feeling a lust burning inside her, giving her a warm feeling between her legs. She thought of Kevin and the wonderful time that they would have together. She'd put the make on him tomorrow at work, but for tonight she was going to try out her husband for some relief. She checked out the fresh vegetable section and picked out some lettuce, carrots and bean sprouts. Her hand wrapped...

Surfside chapter seven

At work the following day, Kevin noticed Mrs. Estevez bending over the files in the office and couldn't help looking at her magnificent ass and those long, shapely legs of hers. Kevin stood in the doorway to her office admiring her shape when she suddenly turned around and said "Oh! Hello, Kevin is there something I can help you with?" Kevin smiled and said "No! I was just admiring the way you work, that's all". Mrs. Estevez chuckled and returned to her work in the file cabinet but...

Surfside chapter six

Cheryl showered and felt indescribably satisfied. She had never thought that she would do something like that, let alone with her own nephew. Her body tingled all over as the towel dried her firm body. Her belly and crotch were glowing with the embers of both satisfaction and wanton lust. She wanted more. She needed more. She dusted herself with powder and sprayed her neck and pubic hair with her expensive French perfume. She rubbed in the perfume with her finger tips and felt the longing...

Surfside chapter five

At ten fifty five, and right on time, Judy Callen showed up for work. Judy was a yound blonde of nineteen. She was very pretty, with short cropped hair and a cute body. She had a small, round, heart shaped ass and small tight breasts. She seldom wore a brassiere since she simply didn't need one. Her breasts were firm enough to hold themselves up and they were usually topped with an erect nipple straining against the fabric of her blouse. She passed Kevin in the back room as he was...

Surfside chapter four

Chery left for work at the real estate firm and Kevin left shortly after for work. He worked as a clerk in a video and music store. It didn't pay all that well but the work was pretty easy and it paid for his meager needs. Mrs. Estevez greeted him with a warm, hello! when he arrived at work. She and her husband were the owners. They had been in business for about a year and a half and the business was growing quite rapidly. She had hired him right away and he could tell from the way that...

Surfside Chapter three

After his aunt had left his room, Kevin cleaned himself up, got dressed and went downstairs for a tall drink of cola. He was totally satisfied physically, but emotionally he had needed to touch her, taste her, fuck her. His aunt had a wonderful set of breasts and a magnificent pussy. Her waist was small and it gradually blended into a fantastic set of hips. She had a fabulous body and after the incident upstairs, he knew that she had special needs that he hoped she would let him fill....

Surfside Chapter two

Kevin pulled into the driveway of his aunt's house, opened the garage door with his remote and immediately noticed that her car was missing. She must be out shopping, he thought. He entered the house and found a note on the refrigerator. The note read "Kevin, I left at two o'clock. I'll be at the mall shopping. Be home in a couple of hours. Love, Cheryl. He immediately went to his room and unloaded the spent film cartridges from his pack and rewound the last cartidge in his...

Surfside chapter one

A Dirty Novel Written by [email protected] Chapter One Kevin Anderson woke up at the first sound of his radio alarm when it came on at 4 A.M. It was Saturday morning and he had a busy schedule ahead of him. The bed creaked as he shifted his weight and swung his legs out from under the covers and felt the first blast of the cool morning air and the cold tile floor beneath him. He stood and then stretched to work out the sleep from his body, took a deep breath and started for the...

Desiderio

She stood there in the bedchamber with a face as pale as death, the cold air within the room making her shiver more than the fear in her heart. Her new servants were removing her robes and combing her long black hair. She dared not look at them. She felt ashamed for what she was about to do, something a woman of her age should have already done. Tonight was her wedding night and, instead of joy and excitement, she was sick with loathing and heartache. She was 20 years old and still a virgin....

Anna experiences her first orgasm when her girlfriend desides to help her out

“I’ve never experienced an orgasm,” my roommate Anna confessed. I looked at her, surprised. She was a pretty, firm-breasted blonde with long, straight hair that she kept in a pair of heavy braids. Her serious blue eyes were highlighted by her white-gold eyebrows and flawless complexion. I shifted uneasily in my chair as I involuntarily flashed on the image of my tongue flicking across the pink button of her throbbing clitoris. “That’s too bad,” I said...

An Outsider s Discovery

It was during the summer between my sophomore and junior years in high school went I moved from Canada to a very small town in Northern Nevada. Now I’m used to big city life. Always having somewhere to go, something to do, and people to meet. Well, maybe not people to meet. You see, throughout my life, I was… A loner. Yeah. That’s what I was. Kept to myself most of the time. Well anyway, I found the adjustment to small town life rather hard at first. The first person I met down there was Sandy...

A Fireside Seduction

I glance around the room, checking to make sure everything is in order. Tonight will be very special. My seduction has been well planned. The wine is chilling next to a bowl of fresh strawberries and cream. The fire is slowly burning and the pillows are all arranged in front of it. The candles are ready to be lit And soft music is playing in the background. I can’t wait for my lover to come home. We have been apart for what seems like an eternity, and tonight I want to give him a night to...

Dockside 2016 rewrite

Dockside Birdie, rest a little longer, ‘Til little wings are stronger, So she rests a little longer, Before she flies away.+++Tennyson, Sea Dreams Not far from the Tower of London, a few hundred yards at most and flanking the old city, there is a small marina, and actually, as marinas go, it’s a decent one. A bit of a chore to get to — fighting mad tides up the Thames and all — but I’d heard it was worth the effort. Anyway, with winter coming on fast I needed to find a place to sit-out the...

By The Fireside

A warm smell from the oil burner, a musk fragrance, slowly fills the air. The room is softly lit with four candle placed on the corners of the rug that has been spread out, with a small pillow at one end. On the floor by the rug is a container of hot water with a bottle of oil warming in it. Playing softly on the cd player is the sound of a water fall with the outdoor sounds of leaves rustling, birds singing with sweet orchestral accompaniment. The warmth in the room is generated by a log...

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Since the cold weather has come, s*s, hubby and I have been hanging out inside. At night we like to gather around the fire on the couch in the darkness of the winter’s evening and enjoy the its warmth on our bodies. It is so romantic cozying up in each other’s arms while sipping a nice glass of wine. One evening recently, I was curled up under hubby’s arm in front of the fireplace. We were both naked. It was so comfortable sitting there with his arm around me and my breasts pressed up against...

Last Stop Bubbles A Purple Sidestory

- JALEN /-It’s the rattling of chains that wakes me, knocks me back down the hill like Sisyphus’ fucking bullshit rock. Yea. I know Sisyphus. Paint him black and you get the inner city version where the damn rock is America’s racial aggression that never quite dies. Double down by making that sad fuck an addict and shit, there I am, up the hill, down the hill.I groan, head pounding, and pull my face from the salty sweet embrace of a still moist cunt.Nose twitches.I fight back a sneeze. Realize...

The town of Starside

OOC: Change of plans. After a recent bout of inspiration I decided to restart the story in a way more suited for others to contribute if they deem it necessary as well as to allow me the liberty to put in other storylines, since the intro was pretty fixed. Long story short the town of starside is an imaginary land for unreasonable smut, filled with ignorant bimbos and lots of convenient events that make no sense but always ends up in sexual satisfaction for you, the reader. And quite often me...

Sidekicks R us

You walk up to a job at SIDEKICKS. This is a place that set sup people with Sidekick to heroes. You sign up for a female hero to work with. You figured it would be fun to be around a sexy hero. You’re still new to the sidekick game and want to really get in there and fight crime. A busty woman is behind the counter with black hair and red glasses. “We have an opening for you. Tell me your cock measurements.” She said. “Why do you need to know that?” She laughs. “So they can know if your fun to...

Residenz Avalon

Stepping out of the station, you follow the hand-drawn map through old industrial areas of the city. You are looking for the famous Residenz Avalon, a name to strike fear into the heart of visitors. It takes a while, in the warm summer's evening, but the map is good and you are soon at the door of a building with the right nameplate. The brick building is old, like a warehouse overlooking a nearby river. Curiously, the door is open - perhaps someone is currently moving deliveries into the...

Offside

Sabine Kazinsky stood at the edge of the field in the stadium in Rio de Janeiro, admiring how many seats surrounded her, hearing the invisible roar of the crowds who would be watching her in the next few days as she battled for a gold medal in the Summer Olympics. She was new to the team and she knew she needed to prove herself. Her bright, blonde hair shone in the sunlight, while her red shirt and white shorts blazed as they hugged her athletic figure. Her eyes wandered to the men practicing...

It rsquo s Cold Ouside

“ It’s cold outside “Your through with this winter. The days almost done.You pile more wood inside the furnace to warm up your freezing abode ...then just as you strip to step inside the shower you hear a knock at the door(knock ,knock)“Excuse me , is anyone home???”a deep unfamiliar voice cry’s out...” my car broke down and I’d kill for a place to stay for maybe a hour or so... whenever the tow truck man makes it out” ... you are hesitant and wonder is being a good person worth the risk ......

Cliffside Fun

Sitting in a field, you hear the sea waves to your left. Casually breaking over the shoreline's rock pools below. The field sits atop a plateau that overlooks the sea. You lay back under a thick autumn tree. It's leaves drooping to shadow part of your body. The shade protecting you from the heat.With your arms straight behind you, supporting you whilst you looked at me sitting atop your lap. Your legs outstretched on the grass behind me. With my eyes seductively looking down at you. Staring at...

The Sidewinder Caper

Orlando eased back on the yoke, cut thrust, and the sleek Gulfstream jet settled gently onto the runway of the King Khalid International Airport in Riyadh."Hey! Wake up, beautiful!" he said, leaning across the thrust console and giving Indri a gentle nudge. He braked seconds after touchdown, steered towards the apron, and cut across a taxiway, heading for a private hanger on the outskirts of the busy Middle Eastern airport."We there?" she murmured, rousing herself from an inflight nap. Indri...

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Since the cold weather has come, s*s, hubby and I have been hanging out inside. At night we like to gather around the fire on the couch in the darkness of the winter’s evening and enjoy the its warmth on our bodies. It is so romantic cozying up in each other’s arms while sipping a nice glass of wine.One evening recently, I was curled up under hubby’s arm in front of the fireplace. We were both naked. It was so comfortable sitting there with his arm around me and my breasts pressed up...

The Book Store The otherside of the story part 2

This is the second part of a story The Book Store was part one. This tells the story from the other view point. Hopefully, I will be able to continue this story line about Ted and his mom. Stacy entered the empty closet stall next to the bathroom. Locking the door she quickly began undressing down to her panties. She always stripped before kneeling on her clothes as padding. A habit from when she and her late husband, Ted, had come here together. Stacy is pretty woman, 42 years old with auburn...

Fireside passion

I am lying in front of the fire reading a book. Its snowy out, and nice and warm inside. I am lying on a nice plush blanket and its getting warm. I take all my clothes off and revel in the feel of the softness against my skin.. I read for a while longer while I enjoy the feel of the blanket, and the fire and I begin to doze off. I let my book fall as I curl up and let myself drift off, enjoying the heat of the fire.I come to a short while later and your there, curled up behind me, with...

Kelly Went Back to Bayside

When Kelly Kapowski was 19, she went back to Bayside High School and interviewed a former teacher. The interview ostensibly was for a college paper she was writing, but she had an ulterior motive to explore the possibilities of maybe hooking up for a kinky little student-teacher sex encounter. Her paper was on something that had Interested her for quite some time, the subject of teachers becoming attracted to their students, and vice versa, and the way those individuals cope with it when to...

A Married Lady At Westside Bangalore

Hello readers this is my second story. I’m Aryan and you can email me and thanks for your emails regarding my last story. I stay in Bangalore.I’m 5’8 having an athletic body. So this had happened couple of months ago. I had been to Westside for shopping at Garuda mall and I was just checking out chicks from the girls section and there was one hot beauty who had a mangalsutra in her neck . So I got to know she was married but she was damn hot. Her figure was 32-28-32. She didn’t look...

Niteside

This is my original story Niteside1 It has always irritated me that others took credit for my work :) So I thought I would officially allow it's inclusion on fictionmania. It is fairly graphic and sexually detailed. I have thought of others since but did not get around to writing them.. Niteside by Donnie The night had always been Don's favorite time of the day. all of the hectic events of the job were forgotten, and there was time to unwind and enjoy life. For that reason he...

Fallen Angel Chapter 15 Darkside s Past

Chapter 15: Darkside's Past A terrible silence had overcome Cal as he followed the vice-principal through the crowd to his office. He opened his door and walked inside, ushering him and Althea in as well. He took a seat behind his desk and looked at Cal and Althea as they sat in chairs opposite him. "So," he drawled, folding his fingers in a steeple, "do you have any idea who did this?" "What the hell's that supposed to mean, sir?!" Cal asked angrily, not caring the consequences of...

Damn Never Thought We d Deside On Dogging

Day 1: The lookoutDriving home from a night in Berkley with my girlfriend Tammy, we decided to go to The lexington Reservoir in Los Gatos which is one of the highest points around with good views for miles around. Having parked up we moved the front seats forward and got into the back of the car, carefully locking the doors and started to have a heavy petting session. Shortly after taking off Tammy's blouse and getting her tits out, I noticed a face close to the window... I said, "I think...

Echoside

Echoside By Uriel Storm [email protected] Copyright 2004 March 14 Sunday 1731h It was a cold and blustery Wednesday afternoon and Andrew McClellan was awfully bored of work already. Though he'd only been in the shop for a little over an hour, he felt his will to continue slipping away at a dramatic pace. What he'd prefer to be doing is sitting at home watching the boob tube, or curled up in his bed with a good book. What he had instead was a boring job at one of the town's...

Sidedressing

Sidedressing By Tyrone Slothrop Older sisters can be a boy's good friend and most effective torturer. Bernadette, charged with watching her little brother, was getting bored and decided to see how far she could manipulate him. Nothing nasty just keeping her hand in. Practice makes perfect. "Ralphie, come here, I want to try a new game." Ralph heard his sister and put down his videogame. He wandered into her room. At thirteen he was fairly average in height, about five feet...

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 1

A WORD FROM THE AUTHOR: This story is my thank you to a community that has provided me free fiction for years. It is also my first story (and probably my last), and I will warn you- it is long. My intrepid editor, Robyn Hoode, slaved through the drafts of the story, providing insightful and helpful commentary. His enthusiasm for the subject material kept me motivated. Honestly, without him and his constant feedback, this story wouldn't exist. So, if you enjoy this story, you have him to...

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 2

A WORD FROM THE AUTHOR: This story is my thank you to a community that has provided me free fiction for years. It is also my first story (and probably my last), and I will warn you- it is long. My intrepid editor, Robyn Hoode, slaved through the drafts of the story, providing insightful and helpful commentary. His enthusiasm for the subject material kept me motivated. Honestly, without him and his constant feedback, this story wouldn't exist. So, if you enjoy this story, you have him...

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 3

A WORD FROM THE AUTHOR: This story is my thank you to a community that has provided me free fiction for years. It is also my first story (and probably my last), and I will warn you- it is long. My intrepid editor, Robyn Hoode, slaved through the drafts of the story, providing insightful and helpful commentary. His enthusiasm for the subject material kept me motivated. Honestly, without him and his constant feedback, this story wouldn't exist. So, if you enjoy this story, you have him to...

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 4

A WORD FROM THE AUTHOR: This story is my thank you to a community that has provided me free fiction for years. It is also my first story (and probably my last), and I will warn you- it is long. My intrepid editor, Robyn Hoode, slaved through the drafts of the story, providing insightful and helpful commentary. His enthusiasm for the subject material kept me motivated. Honestly, without him and his constant feedback, this story wouldn't exist. So, if you enjoy this story, you have him...

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 5

A WORD FROM THE AUTHOR: This story is my thank you to a community that has provided me free fiction for years. It is also my first story (and probably my last), and I will warn you- it is long. My intrepid editor, Robyn Hoode, slaved through the drafts of the story, providing insightful and helpful commentary. His enthusiasm for the subject material kept me motivated. Honestly, without him and his constant feedback, this story wouldn't exist. So, if you enjoy this story, you have him...

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 6

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Chapter 52 (Part 6) When I awoke, I was somewhere I had never been, and oddly enough, I woke while standing. I looked down at myself and noticed something wholly unexpected, something that caused joy to fill my...

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 7

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Part 7 Chapter 58 The screen said, "Ethan Rayner and Abigail Grenier are now in a relationship! Two seconds later, a comment appeared from Alyssa, "FINALLY! YAY 4 U 2 LOVE U XD! Ryan's comment was...

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 8

From the author: Thanks so much for sticking around through what amounts to three medium-length novels. The outpouring of support for the story and most importantly the enjoyment I received in writing it has encouraged me to write again. I can't say it will be as long as the Sidereus Prophecy, but this won't be my last TG-themed story. Thank you again for reading. This is the second last part. Next week, I will post part 9 and the epilogue. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction....

The Sidereus Prophecy Part 9

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Part 9 *** Chapter 67 A week after my break up with Ethan, Lauren and the girls came into my dressing room. Lauren said excitedly, "Abby! You need to put your rider together! You hardly ever ask for...

The Sidereus Prophecy Epilogue

Thanks to everyone who took the time to read the story. The encouragement I received through comments here and e-mails I received, along with the enjoyment I had in writing the whole thing, has convinced me to write again. It won't be as long, but it will be TG- themed. Please let me know about what you think about the saga as a whole either here, or by e-mail: [email protected] DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents...

Dockside Girl

I called Boot Key in the Florida Keys my temporary home. I'd leased a slip for living aboard my boat there. It wasn't a bad life. I was stripped down to diving booties and a pair of baggies while scrubbing down my ship's hull. I stopped for a bit because my arms felt like they were going to fall off. You wouldn't think that there was that much surface to the hull of a little 26' Nordic Tug, but it's enough! I lay there, letting my flotation vest cradle me in the warm water while I caught...

Old Ironsides

I wrote this story for blackrandl1958’s Nautical Day event on the other site, and am pleased to offer it to my readers here. I have to thank Randi for encouraging me to participate in this event. While not a Legends Day, it is still a special day, and to have my story up beside so many great writers is truly an honor. Thanks to Randi, of course, for her impeccable editing. Reading has always been a quiet hobby. My nature wasn’t all that outgoing, so reading was what I did. Reading brought me...

Missing Panties and a Curbside Seat

Chris sat alone. His table was on the patio where he could see the cars as they pulled into the restaurant parking lot. He waited for her and wondered what to expect. This had been the second time in a row that his wife had been late getting back from the office. Half an hour later, she finally walked through the door. "Helen!" Chris looked into the parking lot. He wondered where she could be parked, since he had been watching the lot obsessively and hadn't seen her drive in. "I'm...

Fireside Fantasy

With an almost silent grunt of release, her back arched fully, her hips ground into the lounge, her soft thighs and stomach straining, she shuddered under her hands as she came. Breathing raggedly, she shivered with the aftershocks of her pleasure, one hand resting gently over her throbbing clit, feeling the warmth and moisture from her lips. Her other hand slipped one more time beneath the fabric of her panties, dipping between her lips, wetting her finger. With a smile she raised the finger...

A Spy At Sunnyside Dom LandChapter 2

Domineer Land Sunny Side Up Homeowner Assoc. A thought from Kat I ask for those who have already started reading this ongoing continuing story, to be aware that beginning in this chapter descriptions of evil explicit acts by the haves by the have nots are necessary to build a rival private kink community with an incentive to beat the big guys at their own game! Thanks for reading and voting. I’m shy, but wanted to say thanks for the votes and comments. Let’s start with the premise things...

A Spy At Sunnyside Dom LandChapter 3

The funding for the narrow gage train solution came from BJ Belk that would both provide security/privacy for residence and allow transportation to the spanking emporium reserved by patrons of the art. Janice C. ran the place as a kind of head mistress. She was a great egg and willing to lower her panties and present her thirty-something behind, still quite pleasing to the eye and she made sure the customer got his money’s worth with plenty of squeals. The gold Toyota car for the railroad...

A Spy At Sunnyside Dom LandChapter 5

Sunny side Up was paying attention to the fact that the theatric skits plays and spanking emporium were not making the dent in facilities needed to first compete in the Crimson Games and even more pressing host those games. The answer to their adversities came from the application to become a heritage landmark. If that were to be accomplished the villages’ tax bite would be considerably lower. That would bring a giant glow to the oldest private kink community and allow it to be restored to...

A Spy At Sunnyside Dom LandChapter 7

Step back with me and spend a day in my panties, so to speak. Some would say I was masterfully manipulated by a stealth college instructor. Subtle domination occurred when my instructor laced discipline with an awakening of something I secretly desired. In hindsight was I a willing pawn from the beginning in his plan? Had he seen straight through me? Was this whole affair a treacherous plot of a sadist? And, if, so, why was I so damn willing to buy into life, hook, line and sinker? Once he...

A Spy At Sunnyside Dom LandChapter 8

This is my odyssey from alpha to omega. Here is what transpired and the series of events which have conditioned me to accept my dutiful place as his sissy in a caring relationship after making my way into the world after college. Besides his requirement that I wear panties under my slacks in my business life, I am all business and a respected leader in the office. Make no mistake that at home we are not equals and he is quick to punish me as he deems fit. I dare not brook a protest. However,...

A Spy At Sunnyside Dom LandChapter 9

Sunny Side Up Presents Sit On It Disclaimer: This a parody, Live Stage Act based loosely on the television show Happy Days. I do not own the TV show or any of the characters depicted in this performance art. No money is made from the writing or posting of this parody of the popular sitcom. Chapter Nine: The audience over five hundred miles away from Washington DC was about to experience the first spanking live play done in an art theatre in Florida. It was the culmination of the role play...

Amissum Codex The Book of LossChapter 2 Desideratus Regret

I hiked out of the park. At the trail head was a car-camp where I had left my Honda. There was a family camped there, a mom and a dad and two eight year old twins, a boy and a girl. They were in a big green Kelty family tent. It was getting on towards dusk and I was very tired. I had hiked all day. Maybe I wouldn't have done what I did if I hadn't been so tired. But I was and I did. As I hiked down, I was still very open, unprotected. I walked into the emotion of their argument and didn't...

DesiderataChapter 2

It was a silent drive to The Trout. Now that they were away from the office both were shy and tongue-tied. Once they had their drinks and ordered a bar lunch they started to talk albeit still a bit stiltedly. "So where do you live, Gerry?" Isobel asked. "Atheldiston. Do you know it?" "Yes. I've been to the pub there a couple of times for dinner. Have you lived there long?" "A couple of years. My parents moved there when my father retired. With a flat in London I can't afford...

Tenchi Muyo All Good Things Chapter 61 lakeside drama

Even fueled by terror, there was only so long Sato's less than perfect physique could be pressed into this kind of rigor. Feeling like he was breathing needles, he was almost grateful when realizing there was a lake in his way. He remembering, 'vaguely' something, somewhere? about how spirits, particularly demons, had some kind of aversion to water. Thinking dimly if true, this could work to his advantage! If he kept to the lake shore, he was certain to wind up at his great aunt's spa in...

DesiderataChapter 3

To Isobel's surprise Gerry took the initiative on the visit to meet Larry. She had thought that as a barrister's client it would have been her responsibility. He rang her the following Monday. "Isobel, it's Gerry. My hockey starts at two-thirty on Saturday week. I don't like to have a big meal or alcohol before a match so that if you do decide to come on up to Marlborough with me it'll be a skimpy lunch for me and I shall be champing at the bit to get on." Isobel was amused. He was...

DesiderataChapter 4

Gerry was indeed sad that Isobel had not wanted to come out to supper with him. It was not that he had upset her. She had seemed reluctant from the beginning. He wondered why. She had played hard to get on the hockey too but had given in and appeared to have enjoyed herself. Perhaps she was playing hard to get. That was not a bad thing in itself. He thought back. Apart from lunch together after their first meeting and the hockey today it had all been business and professional. True she had...

DesiderataChapter 5

Gerry drove away thoughtfully. He had thoroughly enjoyed his day and Isobel had continued to grow in his estimation. As usual they had talked non-stop and done a lot of laughing. They had teased each other and Isobel seemed to enjoy it, certainly giving as good as she got. Then, when he thought he might have overcome her reluctance to go out with him again she had gently, sweetly but firmly turned him down. What had she said after the Honeys' dinner party? 'I can't let myself get...

DesiderataChapter 6

There was a minor argument over cars but in the end with them all splitting after lunch they took three. Isobel had walked to court so she travelled with Gerry. On the way Arthur explained the outcome of the morning to Larry. "Mummy's got to make sure that you can come to me when you're supposed to and she's got to listen to you and me over things like long hair. Otherwise there's no change. Are you happy with that?" "Yes, Daddy. It means that I can come to you properly...

DesiderataChapter 7

Gerry drove morosely away. He had told her she was too special to him to let her go. He had also told her that she did not have to become involved but she had seen through that straight away. She was still clearly not going to tell him what her problem was. What was he to do next? A further direct approach in the near future was clearly out of the question. It would upset her too much. He wondered whether her parents might be able to help. He somehow doubted it. Isobel had inferred that she...

DesiderataChapter 8

Isobel was miserable. It seemed that Gerry had taken at her word. She had heard nothing from him for three weeks. In many ways that was a relief but at the same time she missed him: his cheerfulness, his warmth, his gentle teasing. It was no good crying over spilt milk. She had made her decision, which she still thought was the right one, and must live with the consequences. That did not make her any happier though. She felt bereaved almost as she had when Gwen had deserted her. What had she...

DesiderataChapter 9

Penelope accepted Isobel's silence and did not pursue the conversation. She felt that Isobel was in a much better frame of mind even if she was still being stubborn about Gerry. At least she was over what Penelope had thought to herself as approaching suicidal. "Well now," she said, "Henry's going to be home in three-quarters of an hour or so. What would you like to do? Wait and see him? Go home now or spend the night? You'd be very welcome." "Oh no! That's a very kind offer but I...

DesiderataChapter 10

That same weekend Dorothy had accompanied Arthur and Larry to visit Arthur's parents. Arthur, aided and abetted by Larry, had persuaded her to bring her painting of the stream with her. Harriet, Arthur's mother, was entranced by it. "It's stunning," she exclaimed. "Light and dark, the trees on the bank but, most of all, the movement." Dorothy embarrassedly smiled and shrugged. "Thank you," she said. "Having seen the painting you did which Arthur's got that means a lot to...

Tenchi Muyo All Good Things Chapter 72 Porchside deplomacy

Elsewhere at roughly the same time, Tenchi was making his way along the house sun porch. Briefly he paused, taking the majestic view of the placid lake offered from this angle. Then, taking a deep breath, he smiled. "The coast is clear Mr. Sheagame." He addressed the empty air. "You can come out now." There followed a long pause during which nothing happened. Then suddenly, sounds of shuffling from underneath prompted seconds later a slight squeak. Signaling in turn loose boards being...

DesiderataChapter 11

Isobel glared back up at him but he never flinched. It was too dark to read his eyes but his tone of voice while brooking no argument had been gentle. All the same, she was not going to capitulate. Her adrenalin was still pumping. "Not like this we're not." "Do you promise to be good if I let you up?" "Yes." He climbed off her and helped her to her feet but did not let go of her hands which he held gently. "Your car or mine? I've left my engine running." She shrugged. He let...

DesiderataChapter 12

Gerry and Bruno set off immediately after breakfast. It was going to take them a good two hours there and back. "What's the betting she's got a parking ticket?" chuckled Gerry. "More than likely. What are you going to do if the car's been towed away?" "Oh golly! Fingers crossed." The car had not been towed away but it did have a parking ticket tucked under the windscreen wiper: £60 or £30 if paid within a week. They drove home. Gerry wondered whether he could plead extenuating...

DesiderataChapter 13

Gerry and Isobel left after tea as planned. Hermoine gave her a hug and told her to come back soon. Bruno kissed her uninjured cheek and said the same. "Well! Well!" said Gerry with a broad smile when they arrived at her cottage. "A paved path I see." Isobel looked at him through her eyelashes and then giggled. "Well," she said when they were indoors, "I can't really offer you another cup of tea. It's too early for a drink so you'd better just sit yourself down while I ring...

DesiderataChapter 14

It was a long time before they drew apart. Even then they had to maintain physical contact, holding hands or sliding an arm round a waist. "Just as well I made something that didn't have to be eaten as soon as it was cooked," observed Isobel. "As it is it'll be another half hour. You'll find some cans of lager in the fridge or beer on the floor in the larder. Would you do me a lager?" "Your every wish is my command." Isobel snorted. "You know it's going to be eleven by the time...

DesiderataChapter 15

Isobel was ashamed of herself. Through complete selfishness she had aroused Gerry when she herself had been the one to deny him making love to her. What sort of love was that? Where was her consideration? After a rapid shower she slipped her dressing gown on again and went downstairs to prepare breakfast. She slammed round in the kitchen still berating herself. When Gerry appeared she could not bring herself to face him. "Oy!" he said. "Don't I get a welcome kiss on a freshly shaved...

DesiderataChapter 16

The previous Sunday's visit by Arthur and Dorothy to the Crown had not been an exceptional event. Since the visit to Arthur's parents they had gone out together several times whether Larry was there for the weekend or not. Larry clearly liked Dorothy and she was growing fonder and fonder of him. He was a cheerful, guileless boy who clearly loved his father. That he also loved his mother was not in doubt either although he told his father frankly of things that put him off. One of those was...

DesiderataChapter 17

Isobel went back to work on Monday under strict instructions to stay the rest of the week at Atheldiston. She needed little persuasion. Merle cooed over her engagement ring and then assured her that there had been no crises. Henry drifted in, hugged her warmly and also admired her ring. She said nothing about giving notice. The office had been her second home and even now she realised that she would be very sad to give it up, particularly with the close relationship that had developed with...

DesiderataChapter 18

In the meanwhile Dorothy had been feeling guilty. She felt strongly about Arthur, strongly loving, she surmised. As she had honestly said, she did not go to bed with men on a one night stand basis and all of them had had a lot of attraction for her. She did enjoy sex but somehow with Arthur it had been different. There was more warmth and gentleness although that had gone out of the window once or twice. After he had made love to her she wanted more than a perfunctory kiss and spooning up....

DesiderataChapter 19

Henry had not been idle. He had rung Sir Norman on Tuesday afternoon. After the usual pleasantries he cut to the chase. "Plasters, I'm ringing about our two lovebirds: your Gerry du Puys and my Isobel Harris." "They are already taking up a lot of my time. Gerry came to see me to help find a slot somewhere in London for his bride to be. I haven't been successful so far." "Isobel came to me to warn me that she was going to have to leave. I knew it was going to happen but I'm going to...

DesiderataChapter 20

Isobel and Gerry spent the three days of Christmas with his parents. Libby Williams was conducting a forty strong choir singing carols at the village hall during the afternoon of Christmas Eve. Hermoine and Bruno had been dragooned into it. Court's father played the piano. The majority of the choir went to midnight mass that night so pleased were they with their singing. It was a rousing service. On Christmas Day the Crown was open for drinks and snacks closing after the Queen's Speech. It...

The FreshmanChapter 15 Halloween Night at Burnside s House

Jason's punishment solved one dilemma in Cecilia's life, what to do about concealing her own impending punishment from Ruth Burnside the final day of October. Halloween that year was on a Tuesday night, only three days after the ill-fated trip to the tattoo studio. She simply could put him on restriction and keep him confined to his room in the evenings as part of his punishment over the tattoo incident. That would prevent him from seeing her body until the welts had healed and keep him...

Elementary My Dear WatsonChapter 2 Mud Bowl Offside Tackle

That night, Emma Watson and her parents watched the news excitedly. Normally Emma didn't care much for the news, but normally Emma's own class wasn't a part of the leading domestic news story. Billy and Emma's families got together for a dinner of barbecued burgers in the back yard. Taking advantage of the new bylaw, Billy's parents escorted him to Emma's in the nude. After dinner, the two 11-year-olds played catch until sundown, with Billy trying to imitate the pitchers he...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 2 Folded Arms

There are three of us, best pals since childhood. Credit due, Trish McGovern is the successful one. Froggy flogs used cars at his old man’s Cadillac shop. I’m on the way to the top pier of the advertising industry, but with still some ways to go. But Trish, well Trish defies consumption. She graduated from the Yale Architects’ School, which is rumored, a priori, to be top shelf. Sometimes all lessons aren’t learned in school. In fact, should you live in the Brewster Household, more...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 3 Zip It

Now I rather resent the absurd notion that I was to the manner born. And I do go out of my way to avoid any hint of favoritism at work. Some chaps, having access to a key executive — to wit, i. e., for e. g., one’s mother — might take advantage of that insider connection. Birdie Brewster, for the record, took no such shortcuts. I waited until dinner, “Mamacita, you know how old school Louise Lane is...” She held up her hand, much like a school crossing guard, “Birdie, BB needs you to take on...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 4 Fish

Unlike Froggy and me, Trish McGovern moved out on her own as soon as she came back home from college. She lives, with three other girls, in a top floor apartment on the Country Club Plaza. Ritzy. It’s the Robert Louise Stevenson building and handy to a variety of bars and eateries. I overheard Auntie Pru talking with Trish’s mother, yclept Megan, “At least yours is an adult.” I later puzzled it out. Froggy and I continued to live at home. Odd definition of maturity — defenestrating oneself...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 5 Woody

BB, the advertising agency, is avant-garde, social responsibility-wise. From the beginning, Peggy and Pru hired indiscriminately — no preference given to gender, sex, skin pimento, nothing like that. Now Ms. Sloane had only been in town for a couple of weeks or so, but already had an office at BB. I don’t mean a cubicle like mine, but a door, two windows, the real deal. I’m definitely going to start ordering more fish. Boiled Finnin-Haddie, say. Steamed muscles. “Come in, Birdie.” The sun...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 6 The Gavel

Ms. Sloane called for me and I obeyed the norms of office society and to-and-froed my way up the rear staircase in a timely manner. “Shut the door, please, Birdy.” Some blighters, and you may have noticed this, simply shut the door. A rather casual, cavalry way, don’t you think? I assigned my full attention to the task, turned the knob counterclockwise — or is the other way? — to insure safe passage. Realigned the handle, tugged to make sure the portal was secure. Professional tailors have...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 7 Bubbly

Ms. Sloane, in her attempt to extracticate me from what Trish McGovern was telling her friends was, “Engaged to be engaged,” was doing what Peggy and Pru did when soliciting new business for BB. They do extensive research. Study the history and background and backdrop, that sort of thing, of the company they’re after. The company and the industry. Auntie Pru often disappears behind a closed office door for a week or two, sometimes longer. She and my mother work with the Creative Director and...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 8 Boobs

Another summons. Another heel-and-toe up the back stairs to see Ms. Sloane. Being well versed in the art of social conviviality, I shortstopped the impending business discussion with what, in the higher corporate circles, is called an ice breaker. “Ms. Sloane, I’m thinking of having my shirts monogramed. Spiffy, no?” “No.” “Huh?” What’s wrong with Bertram Owen Osgood Brewster? She handed me a pen, “Write the monogram out, Birdie.” Done. I gave it the double-o, and it took but a mo,...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 9 Pen Pal

So, a major day at BB for yrs. truly. On Thursday, I’m to meet Meg Gibraltar for the first time. First time I’ve met any of our clients. The occasion? Louise Lane would be unveiling two new Harvey radio spots — 15 and 30 seconds. Ms. Sloane explained, “They’re spinoffs of our social media spots — geared for an older demographic.” “Of course.” During our pre-meeting prep, Auntie Pru had suggested, “Listen and learn, Birdie.” I nodded. She leaned in and whispered, “And keep your fucking...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 10 Froggy

Our Meyer Boulevard house, the basement part, had always been sort of the unofficial HQ for the Three Mouseketeers. It was centrally located, the house, between Froggy’s and Trish’s. Plus Wandy always had snacks for us. And a welcoming manner. I won’t say Trish was the Brigadoon General of our operation, but Froggy and I usually ended up doing what she wanted. It’s probably because of the maturational thing with the females of the species. Anyway, she progressed from Doctor’s Office to more...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 11 Cataclysm

Trish was just back from a family trip to Ireland with her mother and two uncles. Just back and much welcome. Down in our Lair, she was sitting comfortably between Froggy and me. (As an aside note to scientific ... um, scientists, The McGovern is equally proficient with both her hands. By that, I mean right and left. Froggy and I are quite content to sit on her right side or her left side. I guess years of training with us has made her ambi ... ambi ... something to do with sexterous, you...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 12 Succor

I wouldn’t say my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Until I saw the video that Cora had shot. Then I would say it — my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Ms. Sloane seemed non nonplussed. But then she usually did. “Some room for an upgrade, Birdie. But, plenty of time. It’s not until Tuesday.” “The Sisters?” “Agree there’s an opportunity for refinement.” Gulp. “Now, what are you to focus on?” “Naked people.” “What!” “It’s The McGovern elixir for the...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 13 Marksman

One is rarely pleased when the entire f. side of the Universe conspires against you. That damnable streetcar video! And then The McGovern having the brass to share it with her mother. My displeasure would have had me tossing and perhaps even turning that fateful night, but Trish, sensing my despair, did indeed dispense succor. Three times ... manna from ... well mouth-manna, I suppose one could call it. I drifted off dreaming of that modern, phallic-shaped streetcar instead of the Gibraltar...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 14 Absolution

It should come as no surprise to regular readers of this Chronicle, that Froggy Attenborough and I have rigorous intellectual discussions even when The McGovern isn’t around. Back in our salad days of yore, Trish was usually an hour or so late for our after-school Mouseketeer meetings. Piano lessons, she was always doing extra stuff — chess, debate, like that. But this was earlier on, when she’d just explained the facts of life and boobs and stuff. I remember that particular afternoon...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 15 Sisal Ascent

“Froggy got off a corker last night.” Ms. Sloane smiled, “Oh?” “What’s the difference between mashed potatoes and pea soup?” “Anyone can mash potatoes.” “You heard it?” “In third grade.” “Oh.” As per his habitual habit, yrs. truly was modest re: the Gibraltar Triumph. “Piece of cake, Trish. Of course Ms. Sloane was helpful. Rather useful, in fact.” In our basement Lair, The McGovern had me in one hand, Froggy in the other, working -- with her favorite vanilla lubricant -- her...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 16 Toast

While the Gibraltar Triumph still warms the cockleshells of the heart, a certain Birdie Brewster doesn’t rest his laurels when it comes to work. My personal Motto is Buckle Down, Cockleshells Be Damned. And, quite frankly, I was relieved to re-straddle the career grinding wheel again. At home, dinner table voiciferations were revolving around wedding matters far too much for one’s comfort, chatter-wise. While I’ve been waiting for the Ms. Sloane Miracle, my mother, my auntie, Wandy, Trish,...

Mr BrightsideChapter 8

"I can't believe you!" Suzanne said after hearing Jen's story. "So what happened at the Marriot?" Jen couldn't help laughing. "Nothing. We played a little. I teased a few guys. And then we went home." "Did you tell Michael about David, or the dyke?" "No. I decided not to. It was like Carlos and the old man in the alley. It was so demented, I was afraid of what he might do." "You mean he'd be pissed? I thought he was into this." "Exactly. I was afraid he'd like it too...

Mr BrightsideChapter 2

Jen lay in bed. Michael had just left for work after fucking her again. The night before had so turned him on, they fucked all night long. It had turned Jen on too. Being fingered by Vic right in front of Sally, his pregnant wife, was so wicked. She knew she was probably going to go to hell for it, but the naughtiness really turned her on. She remembered with a glow the orgasm Vic had given her. But were things going too far? Last night they had gone farther than they ever had, playing with...

Mr BrightsideChapter 3

Jen took another sip of her drink. She fidgeted nervously. She and Michael were at a party, and Vic and Sally were probably going to be there. She hadn't seen Vic since that episode in the restaurant. She was hoping to avoid him. But those hopes were dashed when she saw him walk into the room. He headed straight for her. He glanced quickly around to make sure no one was looking, and then he lead her back through the house and into the guest bedroom. Jen went along because she didn't want...

Mr BrightsideChapter 4

Jen and Mike were lingering over their wine. Mike knew something was bothering his wife, and he had a good idea what. "Jen, listen, I'm sorry about what happen last night." Jen rolled her eyes. "Don't lie to me. You loved it when I told you about it." Mike couldn't deny it. "I'm just saying I wasn't expecting anything to happen." "No, but you were hoping it would happen." "Come on, you get excited by playing around, don't deny it." "I'm not denying it. I've told you I...

Mr BrightsideChapter 5

"So, was he bigger than me?" Jen and Mike were at dinner, a few nights after Jen had let herself be picked up. Jen smiled mischievously. "Why, are you getting jealous?" "No, not at all. In fact, I'm hoping Ralph was bigger than me. It fits the fantasy." "What, the cuckold fantasy?" Jen teased. "Well, more like the hot wife fantasy. My wife being a complete slut to a big dicked stud." Jen stretched her leg under the table until her foot rested in her husband's lap. She smiled...

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