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An Unfinished Symphony Part IV

An Unfinished Symphony - Part IV Chapter IX Watch out for that first step "Ronni, I think it's time." "Time for what?" she asked, teasing. She knew exactly what I meant. For the past eighteen months, ever since I had moved out of my house, we had been talking about giving me a new hairstyle, but I so loved my long hair, I just didn't want to cut it, except to keep the ends neat and even. It hung down almost to the middle of my shoulder blades, the ends cut straight across. I kept...

An Unfinished Symphony Part V

An Unfinished Symphony - Part V By Kelly Ann Rogers Chapter X - Things that go bump in the night Things got pretty normal over the next several months, at least as normal as they could be for someone who can't figure out whether he's a man or a woman. I focused on living as a woman, not considering the 'man' part of me at all. I looked good, and I felt comfortable in my skin. Nearly everyone I met treated me just like the woman I appeared to be, and the few you...

Grammy s Surprise

I had worked overseas for a number of years for the government in Italy. It was idyllic. I had a house near the beach and work was about 10km away. We typically worked 12 hour days so I usually worked four days followed by three days off. I had it in my mind to stay there for many years. But then one day I got word from home that my grandfather had suddenly died from a stroke and I was needed at home to help. I took an extended leave of absence figuring I'd need at least a month and probably...

The Devil Inside

The Devil Inside By Morpheus There is a stereotype that says all hard core gamers are overweight men who live in their parents' basements, though that is certainly not true. For one thing, I live in my Mom's attic not her basement, and for another, I am certainly not overweight. I'm actually quite fit and make a habit of running several miles a day. My name is Desmond Rogers, Dez to my friends. I graduated from college a couple years ago, but found that the job market wasn't...

Memories

Memories By Robin Y. I often think back to how I came to be the feminine male I am. There remains a lot of wishful thinking, but wishful thinking never changed anything and I try to use what I remember to gain some understanding of why I am who I am. I don't know if that is possible....I'm sure those memories are tainted with time, but I do believe that they offer some clues to why I chose the paths I have. Why we have the inclination for these choices may never be clear....but...

Archiekins Part 4

Archiekins Archie Submits to BBC - With a Push from Veronica by Mistress Tawny Suede Part 4 Chapter 25 - Getting ready Saturday morning! The Prom was that night! It was awkward scheduling but the only night that arrangements could be made was after the school year ended. Archie was now finished high school. His marks had suffered during the past month. He had studied very little for his final exams and he had barely passed each exam. But his overall marks through the year...

Hot Little Army Brats Part Two

Hot Little Army Brats – Part TwoNo sooner had I arrived and greeted her parents, than she took my hand and headed for the door. “We’re going bowling,” she announced, barely waiting to be told to be home by 9:00. It was 7:00 when we left, so we had two hours to be together.We did go bowling, but we got there via a rather circuitous route. Nicole led me to into an old airplane hangar left over from WWII. Inside was a racquetball court, dark and deserted. When we entered, she dropped to her...

How to Build a Better Sissy

How to Build a Better Sissy Or My Evolution by: Missy Satinpanties I was a small, skinny child, with a rather normal family. My father worked for the electric company as an auditor, and my mother ran a yoga studio in the converted garage of our home. When I was young, this was where I played, watching women contort themselves into the various yoga poses. I was about 6 when I asked my mother...

Man Dating Chapter 10

Man Dating Chapter 10 "They should be down in a few minutes, I am sure," Mr. Getty said taking another sip from his glass. "Mrs. Getty likes perfection and sometimes that takes a little longer." Jake and Mr. Getty sat in the deep and comfortable leather chairs still sipping on the smooth liquor, the bottle of McCallan having lightened considerably over the past hour. "Ms. Debra Sanster has arrived Sir and is seated in the living room," Mark said opening the door to the library and...

Happenstance Part Two

Happenstance - Part Two By: Light Clark Synopsis: With no way to find the person that changed him, Reggie is forced to face the terrifying truth - that he's completely and permanently stuck as a woman. Chapter 06 The blinds in my room were very good at keeping out the light, but they weren't perfect. Little rays leaked through, slicing apart the darkness along their path. It wasn't enough to drive away all the shadow, but it cast the room into gray instead of black. If only...

Happenstance Part Four

Happenstance - Part Four By: Light Clark Synopsis: Things are starting to look better for Rhea, but there's one last major hurdle in her way that could throw everything that she'd started to build into turmoil. No matter how she takes it, she might trip and fall, but going back isn't an option. She has to keep pushing forward. Chapter 16 "Do we really have to go out?" I questioned as I got dressed for the outing in question. "I mean ... wouldn't you have more fun...

Wish Shift Spreading Her Broken Wings

Wish Shift: Chapter Thirty-One Spreading Her Broken Wings Year 1 A.S. Day 173 The sound of the washing machine rumbled through the kitchen. Jenny had just turned it on after loading it and walked into the dining room. She needed to sit down. The effort of loading the bedding had made her a little dizzy. She saw Derek at the table. He had his laptop open and was writing down some notes occasionally on a scrap piece of paper. He flipped between the open tabs and frowned before writing...

Impregnated in Jamaica

I am a normal, everyday housewife, with a husband who loves me and a beautiful daughter. My name is Megan, and I still look very good at thirty-two years old, being five feet and five inches tall and weighing one hundred and twenty-five pounds, with shoulder-length, natural blond hair and sparkling green eyes. My husband, Ed, is thirty-five years old and works as an editor for a book publishing house in New York City, and he always tells me how pretty and sexy I am.I am trim and fit from...

Whoops

Whoops By Nom Declavier Samuel sat on the exam table, feet swinging in the air, clad only in the customary examination gown, his lack of skills of working his hands behind his back is evident by the generous butt crack he is displaying towards the wall. Leaning forward with his hands on the exam table corners, he's been patiently waiting for the doctor to return. The door swings open and Dr. Robert Woopner glides in. For the reputation that proceeds him, one would think he's an...

Making the Team

Making the Team By tealights Synopsis: When Chris inadvertently discovers a secret corridor on campus allowing him to spy on the women's gymnastics team, he has no idea that he may soon be joining them... Chapter 1 Chris was only a few weeks into his freshman year at CDSU when he'd found the door. He was cutting across campus on his way to an early study group meeting when a sudden thunderstorm rolled in from the west. He looked up at the heavy black cloud overhead and...

Swim Coach Chap 2

I told my mom about my presents and my thoughts about getting a more adult haircut. With a wistful look on her face (that I didn’t understand then, but do now) she suggested that we make an appointment at her favorite day spa in downtown Chicago and spend Saturday there together - a girl’s day out as it were. I think I paused for just a second too long when considering her offer; before I could answer she suggested that if I wanted that Beth could come along as well. And so our day was planned....

Letters from Toledo

LETTER FROM OHIODear Shoeblossom:I really enjoyed "Letter from Los Angeles: Ms. Scunthorpe's Rebuttal" and also the story from the Time-Lock computer Mistress in "Letter from Greater Ponsonby ."I also have a paid key holder, Phyllis.I grew up in a strict Evangelical family, here in Ohio, and our parents were very primitive, sexually...Masturbation and copulation were considered shameful.Of the five boys, Llewllyn, Hycel, Gottfried, Henreid, (that's me) and Tolliver, none came out very normal....

Poor Slave Lea

SLAVE GWYNETH’S DIARY July 28So today I was coming back from my business trip in Costigan Heights and on the highway home, I drove past a group of motorcycle guys, obvious patched bikers. I waved at one of them, and he waved back, and I pulled over, and he and the other bikers pulled up, probably quite pleased to note an attractive, curvy blonde waving them over. I stepped out of the car, and made my pitch to the guy who I guess was the um, leader. His name was Phil. I think I might have...

A day at the races

A Day at the Races By A. E. ApplebaumLooking back toward the house and barns from the grassy infield it seemed as though the numbers had been arranged incorrectly. The numbers ran backward, starting from 1 on the right, to 12 on the far left. The brown, crudely painted, wooden plaques bearing yellow numerals hung on a curved wooden fence that swept a broad convex line, bowed around a flagstone terrace. At a glance the arrangement appeared all wrong, jumbled and disconnected. It was a...

Suburban Governess

MISS SPARGROVEMiss Spargrove landed the thick wooden Spencer paddle for the fiftieth time on Shawn Cirrito’s reddened buttocks, and Shawn bit her tongue to keep from screaming. After all, she didn’t want to wake the baby.As the paddle, built with holes throughout to make swinging easier and more painful landed again on Shawn’s ass, she wondered what Ross was doing. Miss Spargrove had had him in his adult-sized high chair, built on the same lines as Amelia’s little one, sucking frozen...

Letter from Emoryville

LETTER FROM EMORYVILLEDear Shoeblossom:My wife and I really have enjoyed your letters. It has been a major help to us in the changes we’ve made in our relationship. For one thing, my wife is not a woman-born woman. In fact, Monisha used to be my teammate when we played soccer for San Francisco State University.We were living together, just a couple of guys, chasing girls and drinking beer, but one night Monisha (who was then called Monson) told me that he fantasized about me whipping him with a...

Three Sets

Three Sets By Michael Alexander*CRACK*The sound of her purple gum popping seemed loud in the tiny bedroom as Megan flipped through the pages of the teen fashion magazine. Her trim jaw line worked at the gummy substance between her teeth as she occasionally paused, examining some latest clothing concept, or the different cosmetics each model seemed to be sporting. Her shoulder-length brown hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail, hardly matching the coiffed styles in the magazine, but its...

The Silver Locke

The Silver Locke By: Michael AlexanderChapter 1: The Interview Thousands of red and gold leaves swirled in tiny whirlpools as the silver sedan sped down the smooth and even blacktop towards the building on the far hillside. Trees crowded close to both sides of the road, culminating in a dark tunnel that was slowly beginning to let in the murk of a darkening sky. There was a crunching sound as the Lumina slowed and turned on to the private driveway. A large cast iron gate,...

Stripper Birthday Celebration

This happened to me back in Nov. 2008. I went out with about 20 guys from the fire dept. to celebrate my birthday. We went out to dinner, had drinks (lots of drinks), and chatted about various things. After dinner, some of the guys had to go home because they had to work the next day. So that left about 12 of us, we decided to continue by going to a local strip club, which was in walking distance. This was a good thing since none of us was in any condition to drive. The club...

Therapy for Tammi Jo

The marriage counseling was my idea.? After all that has happened, you would think nothing could humiliate me anymore, but the opposite is true.? Everything about my former life is humiliating, but the most embarrassing thing of all is the knowledge that I brought it all on myself. ? I knew that my husband Gerry was extremely unhappy and was considering divorce, During my regular snooping of his computer history, I saw he had been browsing divorce attorneys in addition to his regular habit of...

Sugarlips

Sugarlips finally came downstairs from the bedroom where he'd had to clean up Doolittle Ramsey from Clark Street and Beth Hene SUGARLIPS Sugarlips finally came downstairs from the bedroom where he'd had to clean up Doolittle Ramsey from Clark Street and Beth Henessey, who was on the Easter Seals Committee with Sugarlips's wife, Fanchon. Sugar's jaw was exhausted from cleaning Ramsey's crotch off, because of course Ramsey had wanted an extra BJ... And then of course Ramsey had to show...

Scott Free

Scott Free by Catholic Girl Synopsis: Prick teasers come and go but these gals go overthe top! (M/f, F/m, spanking, BDSM, real, reluctant, serious) Chapter 1 Carly and Cindy We attracted a lot of attention in clubs. We lived to go clubbing as oftenas possible. It was a poultice for the ego. Houston had an over abundance ofmen and very few women. The rumored statistics were ten men to every woman.An ugly girl could get lucky every night of the week! With odds like that,we could pick and...

Rent A Dreads Jamaican Blacken

I am a normal, everyday housewife, with a husband who loves me and a beautiful daughter. My nameis Megan, and I still look very good at thirty-two years old, being five feet and five inches tall andweighing one hundred and twenty-five pounds, with shoulder-length, natural blond hair and sparklinggreen eyes. My husband, Ed, is thirty-five years old and works as an editor for a book publishinghouse in New York City, and he always tells me how pretty and sexy I am. I am trim and fit from frequent...

The Proposal Chapter 3

I called Jack’s office and said, “I’m Jason Alexander, one of Jack’s clients. I’d like to talk with him please.”“I know who you are,” a woman replied. “He’s in the field today. He’ll give you a call or I can set an appointment.”“How about both? There are some papers I want him to read that are critical in my case.”“Does tomorrow at one work for you?”“Yes, perfect.”“Oh, and one more thing, Mr. Alexander… I’m fully aware you hired Denny, and I also know you’re going through some tough times in...

Wimp Loses To Young Black Boss Ch 1

A True Story.At the age of 49, Myron felt that he had reached a certain degree of success in both his professional and personal life. He had worked diligently throughout his academic and business careers to be in the position he now was. He had put the failures of his past love life far behind him, and he was now going on his 14th year with this corporation. Myron had provided his beautiful wife of 14 years with a beautiful 5-bedroom home in the burbs and all the luxuries that his six-figure...

Summer Cockbuster Part 3 A Summer to Member

I was catching up with my old high school buddy Jeff. We hadn't seen each other since two summers ago, when we had gone to a movie together - and ended up sucking each other off in the back of the theater.Now seeing each other for the first time in a long time, we'd just started to watch a movie on the couch at his house, but we didn't get far into it. Almost immediately, we took turns blowing each other. Then, as he came back from the kitchen with beers, his dick swaying temptingly as he...

Debbie Does Rudolph

Debbie recoiled in disbelief after her gal pal of many beers sucker punched her in the tit.“This is NOT a thing,” Debbie blurted, berating her drinking bud while rubbing the side of her breast. “You don’t punch Mrs. Claus in the fucking tit. Ever!”“I disrespectfully disagree, you silly twat. This has always been a thing,” Olive reminded her long-time confidante. “Ever since we hooked and crooked our way through college. Say or do stupid shit - get a boot to the box or a fist to the tit. And...

The Adventures of Cheryl and Karen Chapter 1 Worshiping at the Altar

Chapter 1: Worshiping at the Altar Karen and I knelt obediently at the foot of the bed and watched intently as master assaulted mistresses ass from behind. Mistress was moaning loudly from the brutal fucking she was receiving. Master had a massive cock. He had to have been 11 inches long with a cock head the size of a large racquetball. Karen and I had our mouths open as wide as our eyes as we watched their sex. I leaned over and whispered into Karen's ear, "How do I take a cock at...

Awakening on Titwhistle Lane CH 08

Stephanie Sizemore paced from their kitchen to living room and back again, biting her nails and thinking. She'd hardly slept the night before; fighting through fitful dreams of uncontrollable climaxes and having to explain herself to the police. For a moment, she paused and wrinkled her forehead in obvious distress – the police – what if I Connie tells someone? The very thought of having to explain her lustful, illicit desire for her son's huge cock was more than the woman could bear. Over...

Yellowstone Discovery

I was having my second cup of coffee, rubbing the stubble on my face and contemplating the unpleasant task ahead of me. My wife and I had just returned late last night from a road trip to Yellowstone Park with another couple. When we finally pulled into the driveway we had just enough energy to drag ourselves out of the van and into bed. Debbie had to work this Monday morning but I got to sleep in a couple more hours. I didn't have to report for my shift until four this afternoon. My name is...

Miss Darling

I first met her when I arrived for a staff meeting, three days before the start of the new school year. We arrived at the door to the conference room at the same time and our eyes met. Hers were a beautiful shade of green, catlike, the kind of eyes you could drown in. She smiled as we both reached for the doorknob, a radiant, friendly smile. "Hi," she said, her hand halting in its quest, as did mine. "You must be the new third grade teacher." "That I am," I replied, my eyes...

Summertime Mary

It was 1974 and the summer before my senior year of high school. At 17, I stood about 5'10" and had a lean, firm body kept that way by playing racquetball and jogging. I had my own car, a used '69 Chevelle SS, that I paid for by working at a local grocery store. Dad had made a five hundred dollar down payment for me and co-signed the note, but I was making the payments and paying for my own gas and any maintenance the car needed. Dad paid for my insurance. I had started at the store as soon...

Life Doesn t Seem Fair

My name is Marie and I'm twenty-four years old. I was raised solely by my Dad since the death of my mother when I was six years old. We built a special bond between us since it was just us together. I did have two sets of Grandparents but they both lived out west where my parents were from. According to Dad I was born a California girl. We, Mom, Dad and I, moved to Ohio when I was two years old. Dad was in the insurance business and had got a big promotion so we moved out east. Eventually...

Best of Friends

The four of us were sitting in a booth at the local waffle house late one night when Carolyn broached the subject. "Has anybody else considered the four of us swapping?" "Swapping what?" my husband asked. "Mates, you dolt," Carolyn shot at him. "You're kidding," I said. "Tell me you're kidding." "We've been fucking around together for, what, four years?" Carolyn said. "The four of us. We do everything together. Why not this?" "Chill out, Carolyn," her husband, Bob told...

Wendy Shares Me

I've been retired for several years now, even though I'm barely 47. I was lucky, both in business and in the market. Like a lot of guys, one of the sacrifices I made (without realizing it at the time because I was so busy 'making a good life for us') was my marriage. From the start I'd told Mary that I didn't want kids. She agreed at the time, wholeheartedly. When we wed I was twenty five and she was twenty one. About three years later she started talking about kids. But I held my...

Dolan s Diaries 1 My Princess

Introduction The morning light was filtering through the bedroom window. I had a few moments to collect my thoughts and listen to the light breathing coming from next to me on the bed. Columbus is not such a bad place. I had been here for a little over eight months and it was turning out alright. I came here with the goal of escaping a life that was, assuredly, heading to ruin. I was distancing myself from the worlds of cocaine and human trafficking. I vowed to break the bond of attraction...

Sister Mary Joseph

How is it that seemingly unlikely people end up in unanticipated sexual intimacy? I mean, what are the forces, the precipitating factors that contribute to this improbable union? For instance, how does it happen that an older woman and a younger man - the friend of her son perhaps - end up entangled? Or in-laws? Or, in my case, with a nun? I suppose that some of the necessary predilection would at least include the right temperament. But that's one of those true-but-trivial positions....

Empathetic

They were at it again. This was the third day this week that Steve was having lunch with Jennifer, and today she was all over him. Well practically, thought Sara. She had followed them out today and managed to not lose sight as they picked a different place for lunch. Sara could not for the life of her imagine what he saw in Jennifer. Her hair was bad bleach job, and her clothes were just a little, well, they made her look loose. Steve was the section manager and would surely be the division...

It Happened One Night And Again the Next Morning

Copyright© 2004 No one thought anything about it. Paula and her son Jason were traveling to see Paula's parents, which was a two-day trip. They had made it many times before and the routine was always the same. They always stopped in the same town to spend the night and usually stayed at the same hotel, time after time. They always got a single room with two double beds. They may have been of opposite sexes, but they were mother and son. It was all perfectly innocent and natural. No one,...

Just Joan

Work was hell, but at the very least I knew I was going to have a good time tonight. Sinne was in town, and with a couple of fibs about going out with the guys I'd be out the door without my wife any the wiser. Preparing my excuse-- it was going to be a "co-worker's last day" this time-- I opened the front door and saw any adulterer's nightmare: my wife was sitting there in the front room. With Sinne. Talking very intensely about something. All thought of what I was going to do that...

Now That Was a Workout

An erotic moment by Kenneth Keller I am not a slut. Let's make that perfectly clear. I don't normally cheat on my husband. Fact is this was the only time, thus far, that I've ever been with another man since I married Steve some ten years ago. I love Steve with all of my heart and just because I had sex with someone else doesn't mean that I love him any less. So with that being said I will now share with you the encounter that I had a few days ago. Steve and I have been going to the local...

Daddy s Little Girl

Ever since the day she was born Ashley had always been her daddy's little girl. This isn't to say that Ashley didn't love her mother, she did, and very much so at that, but there seemed to be an almost magical connection between my daughter and me. I always seemed to make her feel safe, secure and definitely very loved. Maybe it was because I'm a police officer, but I was always seemed able to ease her fears and soothe her hurts whether physical or emotional. And I could always make her...

Reluctantly Yours

The ride home from Rockport was going to be a long one. I could tell by the way she was scraping her fingers along the clasp of her purse. I decided to engage my talent for saying exactly the wrong thing at any given moment. "She's just trying to get a reaction..." And she got one. Kelly was just itching to begin her tirade, but was waiting until I was on the highway so that she could rant without interruption. Yes, this was going to be one very fucking long ride home, and here came the...

Deep in Her Sleep

Cast: Olive, Female, 31 - 5’5, 140lbs, pale, slightly-freckled skin, dark-brown hair shoulder-length hair Olive has a very strange fetish The first time she suggested it, I was horrified. It wasn’t anything gross or extremely dangerous, nothing like that. I’d only known her for two weeks, though, and we’d gone from passionately making love to her dropping in my lap an act which, at first, I refused. “I want you to fuck my ass while I sleep. Hard. Like, don’t hold back or anything. I won’t...

Mistrusting a MemoryChapter 12

Bob eventually slept, despite the erection between his legs that demanded attention. It was still demanding attention when he woke the next morning, with a soft, naked woman pressed against his body. It had been a long time since there had been a naked woman of any kind pressed against his body when he woke. That had been a result of long hours, and an unwillingness by Bob to turn over part of his life to any woman. It wasn't that he didn't like women ... it was more that he hadn't found a...

Mistrusting a MemoryChapter 15

Bob popped two Vivarin when he got into the squad car the next morning. She had kept him up all night, satisfying her own needs and making up for the dry spell Bob had been in. He felt drained, but also more relaxed than he'd been in years. He was no longer distracted, either. Lacey had another appointment with Claire, but he was no longer worried that she'd suddenly realize there was no past between them. That had already been addressed. Now all he had to worry about was the return of...

Mistrusting a MemoryChapter 20

Two weeks later Bob was coming home from the gym, still dressed in his sweats. McDill had instructed them, superfluously, not to see each other until after the trial. He had been noncommittal after his questioning of Bob, concerning what his defense would be. "I have some ideas," was all he'd say. Bob turned the last corner and started toward the entrance to his apartment building. A car pulled to a stop at the curb next to him and the window rolled down. "Get in!" came a male voice he...

Mistrusting a MemoryEpilogue

There are all kinds of stress charts out there on the internet that will tell you if you're abnormally stressed or not, and how soon to expect a heart attack, if you are. They don't tell you you're probably suicidal, but they recommend you see your doctor immediately if you score too high. Some of the major things they list on such charts are: marriage, major holidays (Thanksgiving was coming up), major changes in working hours or conditions, trouble with the boss, change of residence,...

The ProdigalFive

WE GOT INTO LAX at eight in the morning before the rest of the team arrived so we could meet Kate and Wendy. After we got checked in by Copa Airlines, we went to the gate to meet the rest of the team transferring to the same flight. “No Ice Queen?” Coach Elliot asked. “She’s in London at the Olympics,” I said. “She sent these delegates in her place. This is Wendy and this is Kate. Coach Elliot.” “We all have our little entourage,” Coach said. “Welcome to Team USA.” About twelve hours...

The ProdigalSix

AND THEN IT WAS OVER. Our new friends flew back to Romania. Team USA headed to California and we caught a connecting flight to Seattle. Lissa, Melody, Bree, and Whitney got back from London on Sunday afternoon and we spent a week recovering. For me, that meant painting. Kate and I went to the studio. I’d focused so much on racquetball in July that I felt I was months behind in producing the paintings for my show in December. I was finally happy with the sketch of Bacchanalia and was ready to...

The ProdigalSeven

OUR BIRTHDAYS CAME AND WENT. It was no big deal. We were too busy for more than a celebratory dinner. After Labor Day, life had accelerated. Kate and I spent as much time as possible in the studio, but one end was now stacked almost to the ceiling with the fall fashion line from Ice Queen Sportswear. Melody, Lissa, and our new part-time assistant Penny were ironing, hanging, filling orders, and keeping the books. We considered expanding the studio to a second bay. And Penny ... Penny was a...

The ProdigalNine

LISSA AND I WERE ALONE at Opens. Our sportswear was on consignment in the Raquethon booth, though we had to swing by each day and replenish the stock. It hadn’t started snowing in Minneapolis yet when we arrived on Tuesday, but the temperatures were in the thirties at night and forties during the day. I entered the tournament ranked ninth by virtue of the points I’d won at Intercollegiates and World’s. I was lucky. That meant I drew a bye in the round of 32 that played Wednesday. I had the...

The ProdigalTen

THE INVITATION to Party with the Pros said ‘dress to impress.’ Lissa and I were back in our black attire as we entered The Pourhouse at ten p.m. The party was already in full swing. We weren’t slated to play Sunday until ten and eleven in the morning. We figured if we didn’t drink and left at midnight, we’d be in fine shape. It was still going to be a killer on me, though, to leave my singles match and walk right onto the court for doubles. But I wasn’t stressing out over the matches. All I...

The ProdigalEleven

FOR THE REST OF OCTOBER and most of November, life was defined by the coming exhibition. I had six paintings in progress. Kate was in the same situation. Even though we got special treatment at PCAD, we did have class projects and papers due. College took another interesting twist. It was more like a laboratory for our careers than a classroom. We met separately with Doc Henredon at least once a week. He cross-checked our progress on the paintings and our progress in class. My Art and...

Breaking the MoldChapter 8

It was the first Monday in November when Mary looked out the front window, watching her daughter Madison drive away in the Toyota Tercel that Lee had driven when he was still in high school. As the dented, red car belched a plume of smoke she blurted, “Yep, I’ll talk with Arthur about it.” The conversation started at the breakfast table when Madison said, “I can’t wait for Christmas when Lee will be home again.” Mary looked at her elegant teenage daughter and muttered “Christmas. She will...

Breaking the MoldChapter 9

It was the first Monday in November when Mary looked out the front window, watching her daughter Madison drive away in the Toyota Tercel that Lee had driven when he was still in high school. As the dented, red car belched a plume of smoke she blurted, “Yep, I’ll talk with Arthur about it.” The conversation started at the breakfast table when Madison said, “I can’t wait for Christmas when Lee will be home again.” Mary looked at her elegant teenage daughter and muttered “Christmas. She will...

The ProdigalThirty one

“YOU CAN IF YOU WANT TO,” June said next to me. “Hmm?” “You are so ripped,” she said examining my stomach with her fingers. “I know you wanted to touch me when you took my shirt off. You can if you want to.” “Really?” She took my hand and led me over to the daybed we’d brought over from the studio. She stretched out on it and patted the seat beside her. I sat and she pulled my hand to her. “If you put your hand right here on my tummy, you can slide it under the T-shirt.” She placed my...

The ProdigalForty six

WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON, I was in the studio trying to make sense of my quarterly sales report and deposit slip from Clarice. I guessed it looked okay, but I had no idea what the heck I’d sold, how much I earned—other than the amount of the deposit—or what I still had available. And this report didn’t even include the showing in Vegas. I was about to shove everything in a drawer when Penny came in to do the Ice Queen books. Her job was a little slower now that we weren’t shipping as much from...

Love s MastersChapter 6 Holiday Revelations

The next day, Joey and Brad had a basketball game, and my dad surprised us when he came with the twins to watch it. During the game, it was easy for me to get caught up in the struggle between the two teams, especially when the twins were into it as well. My dad and Suzi were used to feeling the twins’ excitement at games, but with the three of us together, we usually had to sit apart to prevent our combined empathic abilities from causing everyone else around us to go nuts when something...

The VisitorChapter 6

The weeks seemed to fly by. Beth never brought up her mother, so I never told her of the talk I had with my sister. I figured it would be a nice surprise. Beth proved herself to be the total package. She was beautiful, intelligent, graceful, athletic, quick witted, funny, and drop-dead gorgeous. She could be so modest yet oh so bold, child-like yet wise beyond her years. We became inseparable. We joined a local fitness center. Mostly, we would play racquetball and run on their indoor track....

TriptychChapter 13

MY MONDAY WAS JAMMED. I met Cary Randolph at the registrar’s office at SCU and he got me through in record time. Having an official escort when registering for classes was great. One of the courses we’d agreed on was already full and Cary had a signed permission slip from the instructor to allow me to register. We finished and went to the financial aid office to sign all the papers there. I realized right away that SCU was cheaper than PCAD. After registering, Sam Jacobson met us and we went...

TriptychChapter 21

IF WE THOUGHT that getting the fabric shipped to the manufacturer in Singapore and getting the racquetball tournament out of our way meant we could slack off, we were sadly mistaken. We were looking at the last week of summer and trying to get everything done that we hadn’t done all summer long. We got confirmation that the fabric had been received and we would receive the first prototype outfits within a week. Friends were coming back to Seattle for the start of the school year. Sandra had...

TriptychChapter 26

WE STOPPED IN YAKIMA for lunch and I filled the tank on general principles. I spent most of lunch staring at her breasts. “Paint a picture; it lasts longer,” Kate said, blushing. “I think I’ll do that,” I said. It was obvious that we’d entered a new phase of our relationship. As we drove the last leg from Ellensburg to Seattle the conversation turned serious and I could tell Kate had something on her mind. I decided to prod her. “Something’s bothering you, Kitten,” I said. “Are you sad to...

TriptychChapter 35

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!” When the last, slightly off-key note had rung out, Kate and I bent to our individual cakes and blew out our candles. I raised my head and met her lips in a sweet and delicate kiss. I could see Melody and Lissa mimicking our action out of the corner of my eye. When Kate and I broke our kiss, Melody captured my lips and Lissa kissed Kate. Then my two wives switched and I lost myself for a moment in Lissa’s sweet embrace. “Look! Kate missed a couple candles!” someone...

TriptychChapter 42

“WE’RE GOING TO WHAT? SERIOUSLY?” We’d shocked Allison. For a minute I thought she was going to cry. One thing I’d discovered during National Singles last spring was that Allison is very sexual. Even when we were in enforced abstinence, she wasn’t above relieving herself. Neither was I, for that matter. We’d just told her that orgasms were forbidden as long as any one of us was still competing. “But my competition is a round robin. It won’t end till Sunday!” “Well, that’s good, Allie,” I...

TriptychChapter 44

“THE SON OF A BITCH!” Melody spat. “He thought he could spare Mom and me seeing him while he was sick. He thought he’d crawl off and lick his wounds and try to heal himself. And if it didn’t work, he figured we’d be less hurt if he left us first because our grieving would be over and having him dead would be a relief. God damn it!” We’d managed to move from the huddle in front of the door and gradually get Melody to where she could talk over the past hour or so. Allie was in the bathroom...

TriptychChapter 47

AFTER SHE’D COLLECTED a quick kiss from Allison, Melody, and me, Lissa turned to the cameras and reporters to answer questions. I was surprised to find another pair of lips plastered against mine, briefly but intensely. They were quickly gone and Melody was tackled. Janet was about the same height as Melody and even though she was surprised, Melody responded to the kiss. Then Allison bent to receive her kiss. The interview continued next to us as we all three looked at Janet. “Um ... not...

The Grocery ListChapter 2

Thursday night, August 9th {Bob} I needed to think about how to find my dream girl. The way I think best is when I'm doing my favorite hobby. I build ships. Not big ones, like you sail, but models. You can get a kit, which costs between three and seven hundred dollars. I know that sounds like a lot for a model kit, but what you create with that kit is about three feet long and two and a half feet high, with full rigging and sails, and individual planks on the hull and decks. You have to...

Moral Climate Chapter 3

After twelve years on the road an opening came up for a vice president in the Ohio office. My uncle was retiring and his son, my cousin Ross, was moving up from vice president to president. The Board met and I was a shoo-in for the job if I wanted it. I said "Yes"; I was tired of being on the road so much and was tired of living out of a suitcase. My main job would be to oversee sales and purchases. I would also sit in on some of the corporate meetings. My travel would be a lot less than...

Could I Interest You in a Short Pump Chapter 5

The next morning was like any other Friday, or any weekday for that matter. Around 8:00 Allie stood on the bus corner waiting for me to come by and she got in with a smile and a "Good Morning" She no more than sat in the seat and she looked at me and said, you were with Mary last night. I can smell her cologne, Vanilla Fields." "Yes, we played tennis last night and we both showered at the club, so she probably put on fresh cologne, maybe even here in the car while she waited for me, I...

Breeding Season At The Rocking R Ranch Version Alpha Chapter 2

Lunch was quiet. Cathy had put on a button up blouse, aware suddenly of how much cleavage her halter tops showed. Bobby was dressed in fresh clothes too. Cathy had difficulty deciding whether to look at her son ... or not look at him. Bobby, completely convinced that the best thing in his whole life had just happened to him, had no problem looking at his mother. As a result Cathy’s eyes darted all over, meeting Bobby’s frequently, and then glancing away like a racquetball off a wall....

OdalisqueFifteen

I WAS PRETTY MUCH OVERWHELMED with good feelings with my family visiting. The boys were out of school for the week—a smart move on the part of their school. They were so excited to have grandparents around that they could hardly sit. Kate and Melody and I all had classes through Wednesday, but Melody cut Tuesday afternoon to pick Lexi up at the airport. No amount of cajoling would get Harold to come, too. Jack, however, came over at our invitation Tuesday night and was obviously pleased to...

OdalisqueThirty nine

THE WORLD TURNED TO CHAOS Monday morning. Bree and I going to Dennis’s class together in the morning was about the last thing I remembered clearly. Life started to gradually spin out of control. I met with Doc to go over the estimates for the mural and he corrected a few items. Eric called and asked me to meet with the student organization and the Board of Regents. I needed to present the cost estimates and my actual painting. The committee had put together a proposal to raise funds, both...

OdalisqueForty three

“IT’S A GOOD THING the Board of Regents likes you,” Cary said as we sat in his office. “And that none of my other dual-degree students require much time or effort.” “Sorry to be such a pain in the ass, Cary. This thing just has me overwhelmed at the moment.” “Don’t sweat it, Tony. I’m serious. The rest of the program is going so smoothly that I don’t have that much to do. We won’t start recruiting next year’s students until March at PCAD and end of April at SCU. Until then, I need a...

OdalisqueForty eight

I DIDN’T THINK I’d done my best work on either Dennis’s or Strait’s final, but I was confident that I had saved my grade-point average and my scholarship. My scholarship was also contingent on competing. The most we had was inter-club competitions in Seattle. Next week, though, was National Intercollegiate Championships. I didn’t feel ready, but at least we were taking a team this year. And we’d see Allison. Melody didn’t have a break at the same time we did at SCU. She and Kate wouldn’t be...

OdalisqueFifty

WE’D HAD DINNER and most of the team was in a party mood. Brent, Franklin, Allison, and I were going to pass on the parties. We had finals tomorrow. I was glad that Allison was accompanying me this time, but I couldn’t find Lissa. I thought maybe she’d be in the room. No such luck. “Where’s Lissa?” I asked. “Mmm. Well. See there are some players who don’t have matches tomorrow, so I think she went out partying with them.” “Al-li-son? What’s going on?” “Lissa is staying with Whitney and...

OdalisqueFifty one

I STOOD IN FRONT of the mural wall just before five Sunday afternoon. It was still just as blank as it had been when I left a week ago. I looked at the weather app on my cell phone and saw that the temperature hadn’t reached fifty all day. The good thing was that we had over twelve hours of daylight each day now. With Daylight Saving Time, the sun didn’t set until twenty till eight, but since we were painting on the east side of the building, we lost light pretty quickly. We still had to be...

OdalisqueFifty six

FRIDAY, IT WARMED UP by nine and looked like a good weekend. It was just Kate and me until mid-afternoon. Melody had a bunch of stuff to get ready for our sales area at National Singles. I was beginning to dread the week in California. I was only practicing on Tuesday and Thursday nights with the team. I couldn’t let racquetball bog me down when I had a wall to work on with the Memorial Day dedication looming ever closer. Saturday morning, we started early. I was onsite at eight and painting...

An Autumn ChillChapter 6

The shrill ringing reverberated through my head. "Uugh..." I groaned as I tried to roll over and turn off the alarm. I couldn't move. I felt like I weighed a thousand pounds. Then hair tickled my face and my eyes shot open, every part of me waking at once. A faint light came through my curtains to softly illuminate the gorgeous creature that still laid sprawled out half on top of me. Mom had shifted a little to the side in the night so that I could breath, but she'd effectively cut off...

Ascension of the Alpha MaleChapter 17

"So how am I supposed to address a Wizard?" Angelina asked with a bit of apprehension. "I imagine you would address him just as you have been addressing me," Dale replied. "But that was before I knew you were a Wizard. Now that I know, isn't it a bit disrespectful to not use some formal title or something?" she questioned. "Look at it this way: I'm still Dale to you Angelina, and if I wanted just anyone to know that I am a wizard or mage or whatever other name defines my...

My Boss My SlutChapter 15

Amy was wearing an open leather vest; her nipples had been rouged and they were a bright red as they stood out from her tits. A pair of shiny silver tap pants covered her ass and pussy. She walked Fido around the room on his leash; pausing every so often to pinch a nipple or run her hands over her panties. Fido must have known something was up, his cock was all ready poking out from its sheath. Amy stopped in the middle of the room and got down on her knees in front the dog. He towered over...

DivaSix

AS SOON AS I GOT OUT of the arena and we headed back to our room, I started texting Lissa and Melody to tell them what had happened during the morning. It was so cool. I knew Melody was still in class, but I expected a response from Lissa. It didn’t come for quite a while. Then... “I’m so sick. Boys are running around like crazy. Jack and I are taking turns puking in the bathroom. Wish I was there. Congrats.” I was going crazy. It was just coming up noon on the coast and I waited till it...

DivaEleven

WITH THE LATE FLIGHT TIMES, I’d persuaded my folks to wait until breakfast to meet Lissa and Melody. Mom was disappointed, but we would have Friday and Saturday together and then we’d each have to go our separate ways on Sunday. Melody’s parents were slated to arrive tomorrow around noon. I just wanted a little time to get reacquainted with my lovers. There was a man standing in front of our door with a bouquet of flowers. As soon as he saw us approaching he rushed straight up to...

DivaFifteen

“TONY!” DAMON YELLED into my ear. I held the phone away slightly. I’d surprised the boys by calling to read them a bedtime story over the phone. “Did you go away?” he asked. “Just for a while, buddy,” I explained. “I needed to come and visit my mommy and daddy.” “Meddy is with Gramma Lexi,” Drew supplied. He was already sounding more grown up than when I left him. “When you coming home, Tony?” Damon asked. “We miss you.” I almost broke down crying. “Soon, buddy. Soon.” I’d been home...

DivaNineteen

SUNDAY AFTERNOON, I was getting a little anxious. After a weeklong, 3,000-mile roundtrip to Boston, I was bringing my girlfriends—my family—home to my parents’ house in Nebraska. I pointed out sights to them as we entered Nebraska. From the time we turned west on U.S. 30, I was like a three-year-old at the steering wheel, even pointing at the horses and cows in the field. “There’s where I went to high school,” I said. “Man, it’s changed already. Big renovation this year.” “Aw, that’s...

Disco NightsChapter 3

Pregnant? I just stared at her in disbelief! Could this get any worse? Wouldn't this ever end? Slowly I said, "What makes you think that?" "I'm almost three weeks late for my period. And I have been sick and throwing up almost every morning for the last week." I just kept looking at her. She waited, her eyes darting all around but not looking me in the face. Finally she blurted out, "Aren't you going to say anything?" I just shook my head, "Congratulations I guess, so who's the...

American PaganChapter 2 Manifestation

The next Sunday, Henry and Melissa arrived at The Church of Love at 9:30am. Henry didn't have much experience with these things, but it seemed that they should arrive early for the 10am service. The church was in a small strip mall, across a busy street from a Wal-Mart. Their were two other shops, one on each side; a Chinese take-out place, and a nail salon. They lived only two blocks from the temple, so Henry figured it would be simpler to walk the short distance there, rather than try to...

MuralTen

“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?” Man, that came out of the blue. I left Fundamentals class and caught up with Melody to tell her the good news about my scholarship and racquetball, and before I could get a word out she explodes at me. She really doesn’t swear that much, so her language took me by surprise. “What do you mean?” “I waited in the study lounge till midnight! We were going to work on our Fundies presentations together. You never showed up and then you waltz in here this morning and...

MuralEleven

I WAS GOING TO STOP for fast food at a burger joint, but thinking about the fact that I was in training, I went into the local Larry’s Market to get a salad and some cooked meat from the deli instead. Lissa told me I needed to keep up my protein intake and cut out some of the fats. I wondered if I would ever be able to eat in the cafeteria again. It was after eight o’clock when I stumbled into my dorm and headed to my room. I was exhausted. I was not prepared to find Sandra sitting in the...

Selena and JoeChapter 5

Joe did just what she asked and pulled up to her house at 10:50 and beeped two short toots on the horn and her front door swung open and she ran out. She swung the door open and told him to pull away quickly. They got to the end of the block and Selena asked him to find a place to stop and talk as soon as he could. Turning from the development he pulled into the lot of a failed strip mall turned to office suite plaza. Besides a hello and how was your day they had little time to say anything...

Triptych InterviewsTony

Saturday, July 2 (Before Chapter 1 of Triptych) aroslav: Hey, Tony, thanks for taking time to talk to me while you are traveling. TONY: Sure. It's not like we don't talk every day. aroslav: Yeah. I really appreciate that. TONY: What's up? aroslav: Where are you now? TONY: Camped at Indiana Dunes State Park. We'll get to Nebraska tomorrow. aroslav: Well, I've got this new idea and I wanted to run it by you. TONY: Who is she? aroslav: Hey, I'm not just in the business of throwing...

Triptych InterviewsMelody

Saturday, September 3 (After Chapter 10 of Triptych) MELODY: Melody Renee Anderson, age 19, born 23 January, sophomore, Student ID Number 9113507. aroslav: You're not a prisoner of war, Melody. I'm not going to interrogate you. MELODY: No sense of humor. Oh well. Whatcha wanna know? aroslav: Thanks. Are there any teens present who can hold a conversation without making me feel like an antiquated ass? MELODY: Aww. I'm sorry. I don't think you're an ass. aroslav: Oh? MELODY: Just...

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