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Satan s BrideChapter 5

"Come in," smiled Darius extending his hand to the young blonde as the two women entered the old Victorian mansion. "You must be Cathy." His touch was electrifying and Mioki almost giggled to see her friend's reaction. Cathy was as instantly infatuated with the painter as Mioki had been during her first encounter with Darius. They sat in a drawing room where he offered them wine. They talked cordially for a few minutes, both women hanging on his every word as he described his life as a...

OdalisqueNineteen

I HAD TO LEAVE FOR CLASS, but I left Lissa in the process of booking her reservation. I told her to get the next available flight and let me know the details. I felt the phone vibrate while I was in Anatomy class, but I disciplined myself not to look until class was dismissed. “Redeye Friday night. Want another night with you and the boys before I go. Don’t tell Melody.” Bree was catching up to me when I put my phone away. “Can we study as a group Sunday afternoon?” she asked. “It would...

Alternate Discipline Plan in EuropeChapter 97

Sandra was nicely surprised by how the girls in this school behaved. While it seemed that they had fewer strict rules in this school, the girls were more disciplined than those in her own school. Although, the thing she had liked the best, was how Heather had just taken her by the hand, and walked her to the classroom. In someway, it was fun to walk around hand in hand with this girl, when she was naked. It felt, in some way, a little naughty. Sandra watched how all of them were sitting at...

VIGNETTES IV Candy and Ingrid 1

This story, though as erotically written as I could make it, is absolutely true. The events and even the rare snippets of dialogue are pretty close to what was actually said and done. Alterations, if any are only due to faults in memory. Candy After I got away from Donna I rode my Norton through the Southwest. I knew a few women and spent time camping in the desert and a stint bar tending. During this trip I had my first threesome with a pregnant girl and her friend. I also did a couple...

The Jared Chronicles Jared Hitches a Ride Part 1

“You really think we should be doing this?” Mallory wrung her hands visibly as she spoke the words.“Trust me, this guy’s okay,” Vanessa said to the younger girl. “And if he does try anything, I’ll mace out his eyeballs.”Vanessa wouldn’t have granted a ride to a long-haired drifter on a regular day, least of all with someone else in her charge, but she trusted her instincts and current circumstances demanded action.She had first laid eyes on him back in the roadside diner hitting on a pretty...

Artistic Freedom

"A private session? Private, as in--""One-on-one," Professor Williams said, leading the way into the university's atelier-and-drawing-studio multipurpose room. It was somewhat hidden in the back, behind many corridors and rooms full of workbenches, supply shelves and closets, arts projects, sculptures, busts, installations and paintings stacked upon paintings. Normally the halls were full of activity, but it was Friday evening just after 10 and everyone except Professor Williams seemed to have...

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Daniel Effeminate College Student Chapter 8

Chapter 8The Cruise Part 2Daniel and his entourage were seated in the main dining area and were enjoying a light lunch of salads and steamed sea food. The conversation was light and relaxing when the ship's Captain stopped by and greeted the group especially Terri as he knew her from a previous cruise. While chatting to the group Captain Connors took particular notice of the young Italian boy as he conversed with the foursome at the table. Daniel smiled and displayed his effeminate boyish look...

The Art Club

My wife Julie's friend Jenny was other for an afternoon chat. They were both sat on the sofa, while I carried out some paperwork on the dining table at the other end of our living room.'I've got a problem' said Jenny to my wife. 'My female model for my adult art club has pulled out at the last minute, and I can't find anyone else to take her place at such short notice. The club meets tomorrow night!' Jenny ran an Adult Art Club. They met up once a month. It was a small mixed group, usually...

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I had just finished sweeping off the deck and was preparing to takea dip in the pool to cool off. Kim was taking advantage of the seclusion mycottage afforded by working on her all-over tan. The sight of her slenderbody reclining on the chaise made me all the more glad she had accepted myoffer of a quiet weekend with "no-strings-attatched". My 5'10", 36-24-36, blonde haired, blue eyed, 120 pound friend hadjust broken up with her boyfriend of two years and was in need of some...

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Embers Dying, Spark the Flame. By Way Zim. A brief explanation; This story is a mixed vision, fantasy and reality, the core of which was a dream I've experienced on and off over the years. Within this work of fiction are many truths merged with make believe including idealized representations of people I know and respect. The wrap is pure fancy, a thought brought to what I hope is a reasonable conclusion. In the words of one of my favorite authors, Douglas Adams "Share and...

Nikki part 22

"Smile!" The cameraman urges me. Naturally, I obey, curling my scarlet lips upward while maintaining my trademark model's pout. "Show us the side stitching." Again, I obey, lifting my arm above my head to show off the stitching on the side panel of the tight under bust corset I'm wearing. "Beautiful, Nikki," the cameraman says. "Okay, just one more to go, then you can finally go home!" "Okay," I say, my pout turning back into a sweet smile as I head back to the dressing room and...

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“The newly organized women’s social gathering known as “The Club” met for the second time last Thursday at the home of Mrs. Warrington on Alameda Street. A light luncheon was served and Mrs. Amelia Stringer, of 1124 Fillmore, gave a lively talk on the history of beekeeping in early California, followed by open discussion. The once a month sessions of “The Club” are closed to invited members only.” “Thank you, ladies. Have the servants all left?...

A Model Young Man

Chapter 1 I lived with my dad growing up, we had a large house in a university town and he rented out a number of the rooms to students. I helped out by taking care of the property on the outside, mowing, edging, weeding flowerbeds, trimming shrubs and bushes, raking and bagging the cuttings and leaves for pickup on Mondays. Some years we had all guys in the house, other years, all girls. This was during my teen years and, quite expectedly, I always liked the times we had girls renting. I...

The VaseChapter 7

Days after the traumatic discovery by the blond friend of me bringing his mother to orgasm, Mother and I sailed for England on an ocean liner. The producer brought us. Though the timing might suggest it, we had no reason for fleeing. The war in Europe had just ended and the producer headed to the West End of London to gather talent and create a show destined for Broadway. The opportunity to safely spend uninterrupted time with my mother proved irresistible to the producer. Mother met him at...

Undercover RoseChapter 45

Well that was an interesting breakfast. I wasn't sure whether I had been fired or quit. Either way Jeremy and I had severed our business connection. I thought at the time that we both were relieved that it was over. I helped him plan for his resort project, and he had no need to work out some complicated financial arrangement with me. He had agreed to purchase my surplus building material. His new foremen, whoever that might be, could use in the construction of the cabins. He also agreed to...

The Devil s Pact Servants ChroniclesChapter 4 The Artist s First Day

Wednesday, March 19th, 2014 – Jane Yoshimori – Tacoma, WA "Very beautiful," the Goddess complimented me as she examined her portrait I had just finished. It was one of several she had commissioned for me. It was a beautiful, and erotic, depiction of the Goddess lounging on a divan, her auburn hair falling about her perfect breasts, her stomach round, pregnant with her divine child. "Thank you," I murmured, blushing. Being around the Goddess was heady. She was so beautiful, and all I...

Linda AdventuresChapter 4 Lunch Break Is Over Let the Afternoon Class Begin

Linda stopped in the gymnasium to slip into her clothing before going to lunch. She opened her bag for her student ID and found a note from Auntie Gwen stuffed inside. This she read as she ate an egg salad sandwich on whole wheat bread and a small side salad of endive, chard and tomato. After drinking a large glass of water she went in search of a ladies room before heading off to class. Doctor Joyce Heath entered room 303 of the Liberal Arts Building on the campus of Philadelphia Fashion...

GingerChapter 2

Coming out of the theater, I asked what she wanted to do now. "Can we go somewhere and talk? Some where some beautiful old girlfriend of yours doesn't show up for you to compare me to." "Sure, I'll take you where I used to go parking. Are you okay with that?" "I'm in your hands." Again Ginger mumbled something that I didn't catch and didn't repeat when I asked her to. I drove to a secluded part of the city. It wasn't a well known parking spot and I didn't expect the...

DivaTwenty One

I THOUGHT ABOUT TALKING the girls into losing their jeans, but it was cute the way they were wading in the creek with their pants legs rolled up. They continued to cluster around the rock where Beth sat and I figured that would be as good a setting as any. I got my sketchbook set and then plugged my mp3 player into a tiny speaker I’d seen advertised on late night TV a couple of weeks ago. It filled the clearing with an eerie note of flute music. “Shakuhachi!” Beth shouted. “Beautiful. A...

Murphy 5Chapter 3

We gathered up our towels and oil bottles and headed back to take showers at the public showers again, before going into the condo. On the way back to the condo, I went to the bus and grabbed three legal pads and some wooden pencils. This was going to be fun. When I got to the condo, I had Bobby sit down with me at the table while the others were busy finishing up dinner. The roast smelled good and I was anxious to tear into it. I gave Bobby the size of the bedrooms I’d like to have and...

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It was already eight twenty-five and the twins were not ready. If they didn’t leave in five minutes they would be late for school…..again! She screamed up the stairs for them to hurry. Although it was raining hard she managed to get the pair of ten year-olds to class on time. I always seem to be rushing these days she thought as she made her way to the old part of town and Sanger’s Food Market. She preferred Sanger’s to the new super stores, it was less crowded, friendlier and their produce and...

Restoration

‘Fuck it!’ Blackie slammed her pencil down to the floor. She had been sketching for hours and everything was wrong. Her flow was now gone, the paper was a blur and her head was beginning to pound. She rubbed her throbbing temples as the pain shot through her skull, highly concentrated and precise, like a laser beam penetrating her brain. Fumbling around on her desk she searched for the bottle of aspirin amongst the tubes of paint, empty cigarette packs, pencil stubs, brushes, and soda cans,...

Dracula s Daughter

-British film censor, 1936 *** They reached Borgo Pass well before sundown, but the coach driver would go no further. "I shouldn’t even have taken you this far," he said. This was a black, rocky place in the Carpathian Mountains, with only the one road running through it and a half day’s ride to civilization in any direction. David tapped his foot and made exasperated faces at the driver. "If it's a question of money—" "It's not,” the driver said. He was a broad-faced...

What My Flowers Said Ch 6 7

Chapter 6I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t believe it.“Tabarnak,” Marie read my mind, “You don’t think he followed you, Penny?”I shook my head, though admittedly it was one of the first dreadful thoughts to flash through my mind. Once reason caught up, however, it occurred to me that I might’ve just stumbled unwitting into the lion’s den; that this was place where he went to mass.Is that why he wants the painting? I wondered. Didn’t seem the God-fearing type last night, did he? My thumbs tapped...

Discovery 3

I began this as a Yuri, so I tried to stay withing the realms of young teenage love rather than blatant down and in your face sex. It is dedicated to Juliet, with love. The Juliet in this short work of fiction resembles the Juliet for whom the story is written.(Just a little older) The writer can be contacted at [email protected] It was just after her 13th birthday, when her family moved to England. The move was just the second step of Christina Robert's...

HIRSTMERE HALL THE ART MISTRESS

My name is Selina, and I am a pupil at Hirstmere Hall, an expensive boarding school for girls, located in the rolling green countryside of southern England. I have just turned sixteen years old, and all my friends say I am as pretty as a doll. I have thick dark curly hair which falls to my shoulders, deep large brown eyes in a heart-shaped face, a clear pale complexion and pink rosebud lips. I am also quite petite – only five foot three inches tall, with a narrow waist and a slender body...

Lilian

‘Lillian, how many times do I have to say that I’d love to hire you as my professional dresser? You’ve always been good at that sort of thing, dressing, making clothes, being mommy-ish. And you would still be in the wedding pictures. The photographer is taking shots of the entire wedding day and one might be in the magazine. Especially, if you dress right, not in those old rags you wear to every other event that you attend.’ As always, my perfect model sister Abigail Jane Westwood, aka. Abbi...

From Japan to San Fran

I am wondering if a few of my readers are Anime fans. If so, they might see a nod & a wink towards the names of some popular characters from a few series. It is purely intentional and a great big ‘Chi’ to all of you who enjoy this work. For those who aren’t fans, don’t worry – you’re not missing anything that will detract from your enjoyment of the story. ~~BrettJ For the first time in 2 years, Hideki Motosuwa woke up in a room that was not his private room in ‘the facility’ or a room he...

Modeling for Life Drawing Part 2

In the days that followed my modeling session Lucy and I maintained our friendly relationship. I wondered if my modeling for her would change anything but she seemed as nice as ever and I had a sense that we had bonded in a way. We usually had lunch together along with other faculty members and used our free time together in school for class lesson planning and such. After a few days she asked if I would be available to model for her painting of me anytime that week. We settled on Tuesday...

Art Studio Love

I see him everywhere, I don’t know his name or who he is but I seem to catch a gaze of that same man almost everywhere I go. It can be on my bus I get to university, in the park when I go running, at the local shops and sometimes even at the library. I don’t find it odd, as though he’s following me, because I know these places are just a part of his daily routine, as they are mine. I know this because he doesn’t seem to notice me, he just gets on with his day oblivious to my presence. Maybe...

Discovery

Introduction: Yuri Discovery By Misty Schaeffer (C) 2010 I began this as a Yuri, so I tried to stay withing the realms of young teenage love rather than blatant down and in your face sex. It is dedicated to Juliet, with love. The Juliet in this short work of fiction resembles the Juliet for whom the story is written.(Just a little older) The writer can be contacted at [email protected] It was just after her 13th birthday, when her family moved to England. The move was just the second step of...

Semina Vitae Three

The Tuesday Before: John read Mack’s email with interest. Mack said he bought tea, pineapple chunks, pears, and pistachios. Although not convinced, Mack was willing to change his diet to try this tasting experiment. Mack also wrote John about the Foshay cameltoe. Mary had been hot and her cameltoe could be seen by most people at the Foshay. Mack went into detail about the looks on men’s and women’s faces as Mary walked through the bar. It was exciting to showcase Mary, he said. The photos were...

In Praise Of Older Women

Jack’s Story Despite all my reservations, I had agreed to house sit my parent’s place for a month this summer while they were on vacation in Europe. My parents lived in the suburbs and were far from my usual stomping grounds. Literally there was nothing, but nothing, around unless your amusement was the local shopping mall.“Jack,” my father had said, “your mother and I would feel so much more comfortable if you were here. There has been this wave of robberies in this area occurring when people...

THE RECREATION OF BILLY ZERO

Life was okay before I lost my Mom I was a teenager and in my final year of high school I liked to play soccer and was on the team and it was when Mom was coming to pick me up from practice that it happened a drunk driver ran a stop sign and smashed into the drivers side of her car she was killed instantly I found out all this later when after a long time Jerry who was Mom's second husband showed up he looked bad and had been crying I could tell he said something bad happened to your Mom she...

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I see him everywhere, I don’t know his name or who he is but I seem to catch a gaze of that same man almost everywhere I go. It can be on my bus I get to university, in the park when I go running, at the local shops and sometimes even at the library. I don’t find it odd; as though he’s following me, because I know these places are just a part of his daily routine, as they are mine. I know this because he doesn’t seem to notice me; he just gets on with his day oblivious to my presence. Maybe...

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Hello folks, this is Harsh hope you guys are having a good time here on ISS. After completing my engineering I was placed in a company based in Ahmedabad, though a lovely city but being from southern part of the country it was very hard for me to get accustomed to this entire new place, staying miles away without friends and family was not an easy task for me. I used to spend most of the weekends in my solitude, riding around the city aimlessly, clicking random stuff, etc. One fine sunny noon...

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Magic Crayons by Maggie O'Malley This story is dedicated to my Auntie Sara the Art Angel. Her beautiful creations both art and literary bring joy and love to all they touch. Yet as wonderful as they are, they are not the greatest gift she possesses. The greatest gift of all is the beautiful young woman herself. Auntie Sara you are a kind, generous, and gentle soul with so much love to give, and so many who want to give love back to you. You bring a smile to my face every time...

Night Skies Hotel III More Than Meets the Eye

Night Skies Hotel III: More Than Meets the Eye By Solari A plume of creamy white smoke streamed from the young woman's full, pouty mouth as she straddled her latest lover. Trissa was smoking again, as she almost always did before, during and after sex. She held the long, slender cigarette between the long-nailed, delicate fingers of one hand while her other hand was buried within her long, thick, luxurious mane of flame-colored hair as she slid up and down her lover's long, hard red...

A House Divided

A House Divided by Trismegistus Shandy This short novel is in the same setting as my earlier novelette "Butterflies are the Gentlest." They take place simultaneously, but there are no characters in common; I reckon you could read them in either order. I'm calling the setting itself "the Valentine Divergence"; see http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/book/37626/valentine-divergence for details on the setting. (The setting notes contain spoilers for both "Butterflies are the Gentlest" and "A House...

Modeling for Life Drawing Part 2

In the days that followed my modeling session Lucy and I maintained our friendly relationship. I wondered if my modeling for her would change anything but she seemed as nice as ever and I had a sense that we had bonded in a way. We usually had lunch together along with other faculty members and used our free time together in school for class lesson planning and such. After a few days she asked if I would be available to model for her painting of me anytime that week. We settled on Tuesday...

Designing

Designing Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I started making jewelry when I was 10, then later, when I was 12, found I had a flair for designing dresses as well. At first only my close friends had the pieces I made, but the other kids noticed, and I soon found myself selling copies, first at my school, then, all at once it mushroomed to include kids at other schools. For me, it was a hobby, and I enjoyed doing it, but once the demand grew I had to charge for them. Not a...

You ll Always Have Paris

The harvest moon shines down on me as I duck through a hole in a fence that was once at least partially mine. I look around to make sure no one is out here to see me. Except for the occasional sounds of the farm animals and the insects, the night is silent so I move on. I cross into the cornfield and notice that the corn is already thick and very high. I try very hard not to make any noise as I stealthily move through the stalks of ripenening corn. In the center of the field there's a small...

Boys of Capri

I watched the beautiful boy rise from the pool on the terrace of Lorenzo’s cliffside Isle of Capri villa overlooking the sea pick up a leaf skimmer and walk gracefully around the pool, skimming the surface. The handsome boy frequently looked up to where I was sitting in a canvas-bottom chair, trying to look at some opera stage set drawings. I frequently looked at him too. Federico was nude, his willowy boy’s body moving as if in a languid dance. He was the seventeen-year-old amante...

The ProdigalFifty one

VALENTINE’S DAY WAS COMING. I was informed by my family that I would take a four-day weekend and would not be painting that Saturday. They had a schedule of who would be paired with whom on each of the four days. I was to go to the studio on Thursday after I’d finished at the chapel. Melody and Lissa would be together and Kate and Wendy would be together. “So, Friday you will be with Melody, Saturday with Lissa, Sunday with Kate, and Monday with Wendy,” Melody announced. “Um ... but ... um,...

Beth Naked in SchoolChapter 9

Friday "No retreat," was the phrase that came to mind as I faced the door, ready to head off to school. I was carrying my book bag, and in it were books, nothing else; no undies, no skirt, no blouse. Nothing. I had nothing on but my loafers, my gold cross and my glasses. It meant I was committed to my plan, though I suppose there are some people who will say I should be just plain committed. Once I walked out the door I had nothing to cover myself with until I got home again that...

TriptychChapter 16

WE FELL ASLEEP a hot, sweaty tangle. We woke up the same way. I’ve discovered that while we enjoy sex in any way at any time, we each have favorites. For example, Melody likes to make love at night when we’ve showered and are in bed. In an hour we need to shower again in order to rinse off the sweat. Sometimes we don’t make it back to the shower and wake up stuck to each other. Lissa likes to make slow, luxurious love when she first wakes up and is in that stage of half-dreaming. I prefer...

EllenChapter 34 The Royal Princess

It was a week later. Ellen sat in her coach heading towards Kensington Palace, the seat of the Duchess of Kent, the Princess Victoria of Sachse-Coburg-Saalfeld. She was the widow of Edward, Duke of Kent and Strathearne, the fourth son of King George III. Their sole offspring, Alexandrina Victoria, styled the Princess Victoria of Kent, was heir apparent to King William. Ellen was about to meet the fifteen year-old Princess at the behest of the King. The reception was frosty. The Duchess spoke...

Sweet Melissa and Sour SarahChapter 10

"You look fabulous," smiled Marjorie before kissing Sarah fully on the mouth. "You too, Marjorie," said Sarah. "You look sexy in that power suit." "That's the idea," Marjorie winked. "You made it yourself?" asked Sarah as they sat at the long table in the Carnegie Deli. "Of course. Unfortunately everyone's gay! That's why I invited the executive secretary and the head seamstress to dinner with us." "Which house?" asked Melissa. "Delon." "You were right then," said...

Art SomethingChapter 10

I didn’t get up to paint. How could I even consider leaving Annette alone in my bed? I was vaguely aware of Dad peeking in and quietly closing the door in the morning. I’d made sure we had a sheet and blanket over us. I just stared at the treasure in my arms. “Was my bare butt sticking out when your dad looked in?” Annette whispered. “No, my Lady. I made sure it was covered.” “You could uncover it now, if you want.” We pushed the blanket down and lay naked in each other’s arms. I was hard...

OdalisqueThirty eight

“THAT’S IT!” I announced. “I’m exhausted. And you must be, too. It’s five o’clock. There’s no reason to dress for dinner.” Everyone laughed and we kept partying, bringing soft drinks, cold-cuts, bread, and soup from the kitchen. For the first time I really changed my perspective from artist to horny college kid and saw the party for the near orgy that it was. Twelve perfectly luscious girls. When I undressed them, I seduced them in a way. Posing people and sketching as fast as I could for...

Over the Hills and Faraway Book 5 Paying the PiperChapter 28 Lady Madeline Crofton Foxe

8th Febuary, 2009. Royal Borough of Kensington & Chelsea. London An an expensive, high performance car is always a useful accessory when dealing with Sloane Rangers, or indeed with any other type of female, I drove to Bayswater in the Porsche. I parked as close as possible to Gemma's house, then rapped on the lion headed Georgian brass knocker on the front door. It opened to my knock so quickly someone must have been in the hallway. On first acquaintance the petite and slim Lady...

Bec4 The Wrong WardrobeChapter 33 Wednesday Mischa

Editor’s Note: The next page is another extract from the journal of Mischa Doeple, dated Wednesday December 8th. Bec had a really bad dream last night. The way I know that is because she suddenly sat up and started gasping for breath. She didn’t scream or anything but she was totally panicking. Bec sitting up woke me because when she pushed herself upright, one of her hands pushed down on my chest. I was sleeping when that happened. Having someone suddenly push down on your chest like that...

Art ProjectChapter 5 New Model

“Wow! What a sweet setup,” Kendra said. We’d finally taken her upstairs to our suite. That’s what we’d taken to calling it. We had a bathroom, bedroom, and studio. All three of us had workspaces in the studio, but it was small enough that we overlapped and shared a lot. “This is where Morgan works on spreadsheets,” Annette laughed pointing at my sister’s desk and laptop. “Hey! Spreadsheets aren’t all I do,” my sister objected. “I’m into event planning, marketing, and communications,...

The Love Monk or Zen in the BedroomChapter 4

"I'm ready for you; I think you're ready for me," said Candice cryptically after class. "I think I'm ready for anything," said Joseph. Walking to Candice's house, they said little to each other. Mostly Joseph complimented her on the artwork he'd seen at Jordan's and Sarah's. Candice simply nodded and smiled. It was enough; her smile was radiant not only because of its unusual occurrence but because it was a smile of such purity and truth and depth it was a projection of...

Tokyo Symphony Ch 01

AN: All dialogue, unless otherwise noted, is spoken in Japanese. For cultural objects that don’t fully translate I’ve added a glossary at the end of the chapter. If New York was the city that never slept, then Terry thought Tokyo was the city that never dreamed. Its denizens pulsed through the neon veins of the city, on their way to work and back, or another kind of work: the work of being fashionable, or up-to-date, or whatever. Harajuku and Akibahara were as businesslike and devoid of...

Pencil Me In

James started his sales pitch. ‘A friend of mine is a world-class artist. She was my art teacher in college. There is a big exhibition coming and she needs subjects to sketch. I owe a debt of gratitude. We met in college when I posed for art classes, making a little spending money. I always said if I could return the favor in some way, I would be glad to help. So, there is an opportunity to have some fun and give back. I sort of intimated that you’d be happy to come along and maybe be one of...

3 Evil Sisters Part 4 1

That was the easiest way to put it as Riley and I headed home. Gene wasn’t thrilled to hear that I’d be going back home, but she understood that they were my family and I needed to be with them. Or at least that was the bullshit excuse that I gave her and she seemed to buy it. Now with the wind howling around us, we walked side by side in silence, mulling over what happened in the classroom. “How are you still a virgin?” I finally asked, “Every other week you’re going out with a...

Another Year at St Cat s Ch 06

——————- Wednesday, 30 April ——————- The old mini rattled along the country lanes, past verdant hedgerows bursting with life in the early summer sunshine. Henry accelerated through the narrow lanes, his arms aching as he twisted the steering wheel left and right. Perhaps he’d overdone it at the gym this morning but he found he needed to work out every day to maintain his physique. He was simultaneously trying to steer, read the map he’d been given and track his location on his mobile. The...

Comic Book Lovers

I was daydreaming again and I never heard his voice the first time. I’d been looking at the newest Bob Ross book on painting we’d just gotten in, and wondering what I was going to have for supper. ‘Excuse me,’ he said. I turned and almost dropped the book. There was a boy standing behind me, about seventeen or eighteen, about average height with one of those messy hairstyles where the hair just sort of hangs down on either side of the face. ‘I’m sorry,’ I smiled. ‘Can I help you?’ ‘I’m...

Holidays with Auntie Joan Part 1

There I was, face down across the bed, t-shirt pulled up to my chest, naked from there down, legs apart. A woman, in her forties, was kneeling between my legs, trying to extract grass ticks from my bottom and inner thighs. "Auntie" Joan was kneeling beside her, handing to her, tweezers, magnifying glass, disinfectant or Itchease, as requested. There were thirty to forty of the little blighters to remove, so I knew I would be there for quite a while.What are grass ticks? They are the larva or...

Holidays with Auntie Joan Part 1

There I was, face down across the bed, t-shirt pulled up to my chest, naked from there down, legs apart. A woman, in her forties, was kneeling between my legs, trying to extract grass ticks from my bottom and inner thighs. "Auntie" Joan was kneeling beside her, handing to her, tweezers, magnifying glass, disinfectant or Itchease, as requested. There were thirty to forty of the little blighters to remove, so I knew I would be there for quite a while.What are grass ticks? They are the larva or...

I Begin to Undress

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