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Holiday Romance

I sat on the balcony of my hotel and gazed out to the beach below, there was no doubt about it, the resort, the hotel was absolutely beautiful, the light blue water of the Indian ocean lapped gently at the golden sands of the resort's own private beach, "Good morning Miss Jane" I turned and smiled at Mai, a pretty little Polynesian girl staying in the next apartment with her husband Kim, "Hello Mai" I smiled, "I really wish you wouldn't call me Miss, it makes me feel like an old...

A F Fine Romance

Working for Grades Amanda and I were in the same classes at college. We both wanted to go to university and we both worked hard at our subjects: Politics and American and Russian History. It was our last year before University and our exams were getting closer. We had become good friends and decided that we would do our exam revision together at weekends. Amanda's family were reasonably wealthy (her father was a diplomat of some kind and they had spent a lot of time in Kenya) and they had...

One Night of Romance

Jack rolled off her without a word. She could feel him beside her, hear him breathing hard, taking long, deep and slow breaths to regain his composure. Carrie closed her eyes and tried to calm her own breathing. It had been a long night. It had started simple enough. It was a night away from the kids. They had dropped the kids off at her parents' house and arrived at this hotel for one night. In the morning, they would have to rise earlier than usual to make it back to her parents' house in...

My Chemical Romance

Andy steeled himself for the confrontation. He knew he was an idiot for cheating on his girlfriend. He really did. She was everything a man could possibly want in a woman – intelligent, witty, fun loving, stunningly beautiful, and rich on top of it all. And what was he? I mean, decent looking guy, okay job, nothing to be ashamed of, but he sure as hell didn't rate Juliet and he knew it. And what did he do? Get caught after hooking up with one of her friends. Sure, Anne was gorgeous, but Juliet...

Katie a Long and Forbidden Romance

Katie 1 - Meeting Katie I first met Katie at a party. My freshman year of high school had just ended, so I threw a big bash to celebrate the fact that my friends and I were now sophomores. All my friends came, they all brought their friends, and someone brought Katie. Katie was going to be a freshman the next year. I don’t even remember who she came with, but I’m glad that she did. The moment she walked through the back gate, I was instantly smitten. This was the cutest girl I had ever seen....

A Misty Morning Summertime Romance

The early misty morning time I so loved, had cleared. The day turned beautiful, the warm early summer sun tempting me to linger, as I meandered lazily toward the entrance to the Green Market. Going there was like a throwback to what the Haight-Ashbury in San Francisco had been in it's hey day. This cozy little Market exuded an almost magical exotic atmosphere. I enjoyed going there to check out all the beautiful sexy attractive females, looking so fresh and nicely turned out in their skimpy...

Sue s Prone Bone Romance

Susan Swan didn't feel young any longer. She was pushing twenty-six. That was the age that her mother told her all young ladies should have a husband and at least one young one in a pram or growing inside. In all honesty, she had to admit almost all of her female friends had already gone down that road and she had watched them in a state of confused dismay wondering where she had gone wrong. It wasn't a question of not trying her best to cut out a male all her own from the herd and guiding...

The Grim ReaperChapter 10 Romance

A week after my birthday I got new casts. That took me most of a day, because they had to do a bunch of X-rays first, and then cut the old casts off and fiddle with everything. My foot cast wasn’t all that much different, but I was fitted with a walking cast, a boot that strapped around it and fastened with Velcro. That made it bulky, and I needed to put it on after I got dressed. Still, anything was better than the wheelchair! That got sent back to the rental company, along with the crutch,...

Dudley s DilemmaChapter 30 Weddings and Romance

Marcus Dolohov had been busy. It had not been difficult to find the inspectors address and as he sat in his van viewing the little villa from further up the street he was delighted to see a car pulling into its driveway and two people emerged. One was Luna Lovegood and the other was a child of about eight or nine. They removed a selection of parcels from the boot and entered the house. Well, well, well he thought. The inspector must have a daughter. Things could not be better. He could make...

Dudley s DilemmaChapter 31 Weddings and Romance

Dudley, Luna and Petunia were back at Luna's house. Vicky and Justin Finch Fletchley had joined them for the weekend as Dudley had asked him for some advice on extending Luna's property. His sister who was an architect and designer combined was coming later that day to look at the building and suggest how it could best be extended. Luna was delighted to see that Vicky and Justin were very obviously a couple. They had only been together a few weeks but Luna was certain that like her and...

Emerson ServicesChapter 3 An Unexpected Romance

Bill and Jennifer Bill Winters and Jennifer Carrington met the following Wednesday at 10 am in an executive suite at the Fairmont Hotel in downtown Pittsburg. Jennifer was dressed casually. She looked very much the engineering student that she was. Bill was wearing a dark suit that screamed accountant. They shook hands. “Jennifer,” Bill said, “Thank you for coming. I have a lot to go over with you. Don’t hesitate to interrupt or ask questions at any time.” Jennifer nodded. “Please call me...

NubileFilms Gina Valentina The Essence Of Romance

Hot little Latina Gina Valentina is ready to make Oliver Flynn drool. He sits in a chair, tied up and blindfolded, as Gina takes stock of all the various implements of pleasure at her disposal. She starts with a rose, brushing it along Oliver’s neck and chest. Then Gina moves on to a feather, followed by a small whip. Since all Oliver can do is let the feelings wash over him, he has no choice but to go with the flow. That’s okay; Gina doesn’t leave him wanting for too long....

NubileFilms Taylor Sands Tiffany Tatum Lesbian Romance

Taylor Sands and Tiffany Tatum sit together in front of the fireplace, each of them smiling and shy. They explore one another with slow movements, gradually exposing each other’s breasts and hard nipples. Scooting closer, Tiffany leans in to capture Taylor’s lips in a passionate kiss. Rising to her feet, Tiffany sheds her shorts and smiles as Taylor reaches up to caress her bottom that is hugged by a thong. When she drops down to her knees and relieves Taylor of her shorts, Tiffany...

GirlsWay Mae Milano Kimora Quin Blooming Romance

Mae Milano is relaxing when she hears the doorbell ring. Surprised, she goes to answer it and finds Kimora Quin, the owner of a flower shop she frequently uses, with a delivery of flowers. Mae is confused, saying she doesn’t remember ordering them. Kimora politely reminds Mae that she ordered them months ago for her and her girlfriend’s anniversary. Suddenly remembering, Mae divulges that they recently broke up and she forgot to cancel the order… Kimora is mortified, afraid of...

NubileFilms Monika Benz Secret Romance

A simple dress with a miniskirt and a deeply cut neckline outline the slender curves that Monika Benz is so proud of. It’s simple for this horny hottie to pull the top down and play with her small boobs. It’s equally simple for her to pull the short skirt up so that her bare pussy feels the breeze. When the dress hits the ground, Monika trails her fingers all over her lusty frame to entice Lutro closer for both of their pleasure. Relocating to the couch, Monika uses Lutro’s...

GirlsWay AJ Applegate Angela White Realtor Romance

Angela White, a potential homebuyer, arrives at an Open House event — only to discover that the realtor is none other than AJ Applegate, an ex-girlfriend! Although there’s some awkwardness between them in the beginning, there’s genuine warmth as they catch up during the tour. As they progress through the house, they fondly reminiscence over the apartment they once shared together as a young couple. Although the apartment itself was a state, the shared experience obviously...

Hotel Romance

He lets me into his room just before midnight. "Hey there" he whispers, cracking the door just enough to let me in. "Mmm, hello" I say back with a sigh. He's already intense, I can feel it in the atmosphere of the room. I step towards the bed to sit and find a comfy place on the corner. "I'm glad I finally got away. Everyone else fell asleep really quick." I say. "I'm just glad you're here" he says, and he goes in for a kiss on the cheek. Then his eyes meet mine and I giggle. His smile eases...

Washroom Romance

Kwame was a 25yr old student. He had spent four years in the Marines and was in search of a woman to spend some time with. He had been on plenty of dates, but hadn’t found anyone to settle down with. Every week he did laundry at the same place and the same day. The reason for this was simple. The young woman that worked there every Sunday was the prettiest woman he had ever seen. He was completely in love with her. The bad part was that she had a boyfriend. She loved heavy salsa and her...

Midnight Romance

Danielle was almost asleep when she heard a soft knock on her door. "Who is it?" "It's me.." came a whispered response. Quickly, Danielle unlocked the door. Exchanging smiles, Alicia stepped into the room quietly but swiftly and sat on the edge of Danielle's bed. Danielle was puzzled as to why her friend would be coming into her room so late in the night. Her friend seemed anxious. "Alicia..? Is everything okay?" Alicia nodded slightly. Danielle was enchanted by how her beautiful she looked in...

BodyHopper Romance

This is a mash-up of two stories by Tobyredone. The original storylines are both available on bodyhopperstories.com. I hope you enjoy my take on the great stuff Tobyredone does. “It’s me, Brian,” I said to her. “I can see that. But it’s also Courtney.” Valerie replied looking at Courtney’s body, and then back at the image with my face on Courtney’s body. “It’s a long story, but it’s basically how I found out she was cheating on me.” I said. “It’s amazing is what it is. How do you do it?” she...

NETWORKING AT CLUB

GENTLEMEN’S CLUB RENDEVOUZNOT BASED ON A TRUE STORY IT IS FICTIONOne day, I woke up from a sexy dream and said to myself there is something that I want to do out the ordinary that no one would have never thought that I would never do. That fantasy is to visit a high-end gentlemen’s club in mid-downtown DC‘s business district. I have always been this ‘good girl’ always expect to do the right thing and follow the rules. Some say that I am somewhat prudish and on a conservative side. I want to...

Patchwork Knight

Author’s Notes: ‘Patchwork Knight’ is set in the Sweet Dreams universe, but is otherwise a standalone story. *** ‘Patchwork Knight’ *** Does everyone remember their first crush with such clarity? Forgetting his is impossible, and if he were honest with himself, he would acknowledge that she is the standard by which every other woman that he has admired or dated is judged, and has found them lacking. He knew that he was not the only one who fell in love with her in those glory days of high...

Workmates aged 14 and 16 end up working on each other alone in a tent HOT

Introduction: This is about Jordan and me, we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night alone in a tent! WARNING: SERIOUSLY SEXY! ???? Hay, If youve read another of my true stores, you will already know a tad about me. If not, Hi! My names Josh, Im an actor and I live in the south of England. You will probably also know that I like to detail my stories very much, so it may seem very long but if you want the full benefit of it I do suggest you read all of it...

Workmates Wife Fucked over Blacksmiths Anvil

Workmates Wife Fucked over Blacksmiths AnvilThis happened way back in the very late eighties, I worked one season for the silage contractor before getting a full time job in a quarry. I worked my way up to being a mobile plant fitter. The only time the quarry was quite was a Saturday lunch time when the men that was working the full day got together and we had our bait together, we would have a laugh and take the piss out of each other.One Saturday I told the men about a dream I had about one...

Coworker fucks my gf and then

I've been having gay sex with my coworker, we both have gfs but love gay sex, and thought that would be the only affair we'd ever have, but we would be in for another twist. One day while hanging out he ended up telling me that something recently happened. I asked him what it was and to cut to the chase. He said that my gf had been messaging him and that eventually she started flirting with him. He told me he felt like she was definitely coming onto him. I told him it really didn't bother me....

Workplace Standards

Workplace Standards By Monsta I awoke to the slight shaking of the bed. I groggily looked at the alarm clock through my blurry sleep crusted eyes and saw it was 3:12am. After waking up a bit more and getting my bearings about me I realized the bed's motion was the result of my wife Ellen masturbating. I lay in bed motionless, pretending to be asleep. If she knew I was awake she might try to involve me, and at 3:13am I just wanted to sleep. My wife's sex drive was way higher than...

Steamy Forbidden Office Romances

He was a top brass executive at the company I worked at – obnoxious, arrogant and terribly good at his job. His name- bobby. I was a manager in another department who hated his guts but at the same time was in awe of him. I am his rani as named by him. Soon, a common project that we were working on brought us into frequent contact with each other. It all started with some official meetings where I noticed how good looking he was. I found myself staring at his ass in his tight formal pants...

Workshop Cool Off

No one really cared who was giving the workshop instructions. All they knew is that it was some gal and that she had prepared a few hours of instructions and slides and a film to watch and they didn’t really want to be there all day. The table she sat at on the stage was about 8’ long, just like one of those banquet tables that fold up. Covering it was a black velvet type material with pleated sides and a nice smooth top. On the front of it was a sign that described the workshop itinerary....

Workman gets seduced by seymour clevage

Sarah hated the Monday morning rush. she'd woke up late again dropped the k**s of at school done the shopping and just wanted 5 minutes to chill. it was now 10.45am and the gasman was due at 11. what to wear? she thought. Sarah was in her late 20's size ten figure. pert tits legs to die for and a nice tight arse. She went for the short skirt blouse knee high socks look with her hair in pig tails not out to impress or anything. The door rang dead on 11. " 1 minute!" as she called out the bedroom...

Workplace Standards 2

Workplace Standards 2 By Monsta My wife Ellen and I were having a bit of an argument. Nothing serious, just one of those grocery store arguments long term couples tend to get into. Ellen wanted to get the "organic" milk, whereas I thought paying an extra $2 per gallon for milk was silly. Ellen seemed to get offended that I didn't "respect her opinion" and, well, bickering ensued. Unfortunately, we were right in the middle of that bickering when we rounded the corner and I ran into a...

Coworker was a sexual suprise

Unfortunate for me, my first wife was a bit monogamously challenged. I knew she was a DTF girl before we married, in fact, that was some of the attraction, but after finding evidence of infidelity a few times, I drew a line in the sand that unfortunately she crossed. The thing with her, is that alcohol always lowered her inhibitions quickly and made her extremely horny. She told me stories about being drunk and fucking multiple guys after a party, multiple one night stands, sucking off two...

Workmates aged 14 and 16 end up working on each other alone in a tent HOT

If you’ve read another of my true stores, you will already know a tad about me. If not, Hi! My name’s Josh, I’m an actor and I live in the south of England. You will probably also know that I like to detail my stories very much, so it may seem very long but if you want the full benefit of it I do suggest you read all of it (if you can last!) This one is about Jordan and me; we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night! This was actually my most...

Patchwork People IV The Big Fat Middle of Nothing

IV. The big fat middle of nothing. Outside the bus window the night was something solid and impenetrable, not a star to be seen, only an occasional porch light burning on some farmhouse miles in the distance. For hours now they'd been passing through endless blind tracts of dark country, where shockingly few people lived, but Phoebe could still feel the cows out there in the night, watching, chewing, uncomprehending. Cows, cows, and more cows, that was her impression of the great...

Patchwork People V The Diner on Memory Lane

V. The diner on memory lane. The last time Marcia had spoken to anyone in her family it was to her brother Matt. That would be winter five years ago. They met in a 24-hour diner by the side of a highway in Metuchen, New Jersey. Pointedly, it was a restaurant Matt had never visited and no doubt never intended to visit again. Through a series of emails and two brief phone calls, she had explained the general situation and Matt's reaction had grudgingly advanced from "this has got to be...

Patchwork People VI The perfect pie crust

VI. The perfect pie crust. The windows were dark, covered with condensation. Inside, at the kitchen table, Marcia pressed the heel of her hand against the back of the santoku knife and cleaved the apple in half. Fuji, this time. There were five other apples prepared on the cutting board, skinned an unearthly greenish-white, already tarnishing. She was making an apple pie for the Blue Cat. "I still don't understand," Grace had said. "What you've got against birthdays. What's so...

Patchwork People VII A Bicycle Built for Two

VII. A bicycle built for two. Everyman's Cycles looked like a bicycle field hospital. Wherever you looked bicycles, or parts of bicycles, stood, leaned, or lay in various states of distress, awaiting Walt's attention. He'd get to each of them, eventually, in his methodical, patient way. Walt took in stray bicycles the way crazy old ladies collected cats. Most of them were rescues. Bicycles he found abandoned in fields, weeds growing through their spokes. Or locked for months to streets...

Patchwork People VIII Snowballs in paradise

VIII. Snowballs in paradise. Grace was unpacking a snow-globe collection from all fifty states that Mavis Pritchard had brought into the shop the day before. "Look at this," she said, holding one up with a hula girl and a palm tree inside. "There's even one from Hawaii. "Hmph. Snow in Hawaii. Who would imagine something like that?" "Someone who'd never been to Hawaii?" Marcia suggested. Grace turned the globe over. "Made in China. Well that explains it, I guess." She gave it...

Patchwork People IX The momster

IX. The momster. Her whole life Phoebe's biggest fear was that her Mom would die suddenly and without warning. Even as a little girl, she was kept awake with nightmares that seemed to foretell his horrible event in detail. She remembered anxiously watching her mom sleep, afraid that she might stop breathing, nudging her awake just in case. How cranky she would be! "What!" she'd bark, snorting and spluttering. "What's the matter with you? What time is it? Why aren't you in bed?" It...

Patchwork People X The amoeba life

X. The amoeba life. In the stories of people she admired, there was always a defining moment, a dramatic event that summed up their lives to a critical point and provided the pivot for a new life to come. Marcia would like to have had a similar "defining moment" in her life, but it struck her that her life not only lacked a defining moment, but that it really didn't have any definition at all. It was a more amorphous thing, her life; if it advanced, and that was often in doubt, it...

Patchwork People XI A ghost and a riddle

XI. A ghost and a riddle. Night again. Bus travel made her sleepy, but only during the day it seemed. She traveled through the night hours wide awake. Phoebe could see her reflection like a ghost super-imposed over all that limitless darkness. She felt like a ghost, too, like something not quite real, a figment of someone's imagination. But who's? She was a ghost floating across the countryside to haunt a person who'd run as far away from her as possible. What brought her back...

Patchwork People XII Mirror mirror

XII. Mirror, Mirror. The woman framed in the glass wore a flower-print silk skirt, a white blouse, and a light black sweater cinched tight above the waist. It was the sixth outfit she'd considered that morning, not counting the dozen or so she'd tried on mentally, rejecting them one after the other with a shudder of second-guess horror before they even made it out of the closet. "What do you think about this? Too frumpy, right?" Walt was sprawled on top of the bed, head propped on...

Patchwork People XIII Lame Burger

XIII. Lame burger. The bus that was supposed to bring Phoebe to Hope Crossing came and went with no Phoebe on it. Only a handful of passengers disembarked from the coach. A tall, elderly, stoop-shouldered man with a sharp-featured face descended first. He took a quick glace around, readjusted his grip on a battered suitcase, and trudged up the street. He was followed by a stout, middle-aged black woman in a church-lady pantsuit. Behind her were two children, chattering, bickering,...

Patchwork People XIV Gimme Shelter

XIV. Gimme shelter. "You live in a garage?" They were standing on the little concrete square outside the front door, staring up together at a tidy two story structure that, modifications notwithstanding, still, in fact, looked very much like a garage. "Well, it's not exactly a garage. Actually, It's a converted carriage house. I'm just renting. The woman I work for owns it. She lives in the main house across the garden." "A carriage house? What's that?" "It's where they used...

Patchwork People XV Breakfast Club

XV. Breakfast club. Sunlight poured through the checkered curtains of the kitchen window. The sliced bananas and butter were simmering on the stovetop. Marcia added to them spices she'd already toasted--cinnamon, nutmeg, clove. Together they filled the carriage house like incense. This was the Church of Home and she was performing the celebration of Good Morning. She measured out a half-cup of white flour and poured it into the mixing bowl. In another bowl she whisked three eggs, a...

Patchwork People XVI Buried Secrets

XVI. Buried Secrets. First thing I do on that first day is I take a detour through town to check out this totally demented store where Marcia mentioned she has a job. What kind of a job, I can't quite imagine. From what I can tell, it sounds like something super low-ambition, some not-trying-too-hard menial position that can't possibly pay very much. Given my main reason for showing up here in Hope Crossing, that doesn't bode well for the future of yours truly. You can imagine my...

Patchwork People XVII Hell s Angel

XVII. Hell's Angel Walt was in the workroom of his shop when she called. He was putting new brake cables on a Rivendell Sam Hillborne. He was customizing the bike for one of his more well-heeled patrons, a dentist who fancied himself a cycling aficionado. He was the kind of guy who outfitted himself like he was racing in the Tour de France just to tool his way through the park. He always bought the very latest, most cutting-edge gear. Everything high-tech and top of the line. But he spent...

Patchwork People XVIII Beauty and the Beast

XVIII. Beauty and the beast. So I finally got to meet the boyfriend. Surreal! He was one of those big, burly, biker-types. His arms (and who knows what else) covered in tats, the seriouso kind. I'll bet anything some of them are prison tattoos. Long gray hair tied back in a grizzled ponytail. Grizzled beard, too. He was exactly the kind of guy that every dad shudders to imagine his daughter will bring home one day. And here my dad was bringing him home to me! See what I mean by...

Patchwork People XIX First draft people

XIX. First draft people. An occasional bat flickered across the stars overhead. The gardenias and hibiscus had long drawn in their petal- awnings. Across the lawn, the hunched bushes looked like a queue of black-robed monks marching back to their monastery. And in the middle distance, fireflies marked a secondary night-sky of transitory constellations in what might have been an even more unpredictable universe than the one we find ourselves inhabiting, one that blinks in an out of...

Patchwork People XX Glass Houses

XX. Glass houses. To the sadly uninitiated, a bicycle is simply a convenient means of transportation, low-tech, eco-friendly, inexpensive, ultra-democratic. For the fitness conscious, it's a superior form of practical exercise: you could get your aerobic workout and run errands at the same time. For others, the bicycle endures as the conveyance of childhood memories--tricycle, Big Wheels, training wheels, scraped knees and paper routes. However to someone like Walt, a bicycle was all...

Patchwork People XXI Full Xanax moments

XXI. Full Xanax moments. Her heart skipped a beat before her brain was fully conscious of the reason. There'd been a total communications blackout between them of several years running but Marcia recognized Claire's old email address immediately. She remembered, too, clicking open the message, the standard post-divorce tone of Claire's emails: terse, authoritative, and demanding. Then, as now, Claire communicated with Marcia as she would with a subordinate whose compliance was taken...

Patchwork People XXII The x factor

XXII. The x factor. It was a strange council they made that evening sitting on Grace's porch. Walt and Marcia, Claire, and, of course, Grace herself, puttering about busily, trying to make everyone comfortable. It brought to mind those old photographs of Yalta, where Stalin, Roosevelt, and Churchill posed with forced congeniality for the camera, the most unlikely and unnatural of allies, each of them knowing full well that their cooperation was only temporary. That the moment the...

Patchwork People XXIII Strange Geography

XXIII. Strange geography. They really should teach more geography at school, that's what I'm thinking. I mean, I've got to get to New Mexico, but I'm not even sure where it is. In the Southwest, somewheres, which is good enough to say, if you're living two thousand miles away in New Jersey and have no intention of ever actually going there. I don't even know if it comes before or after Arizona. I'm in Oklahoma now, a really godawful place from what I can see of it, which isn't...

Patchwork People XXIV Cactus Country

XXIV. Cactus country. The day was cool and clear. An auspicious day for new beginnings. The cloudless sky stretched tight, a blue tarpaulin snapped to the horizon. It was almost enough to give Marcia a feeling of hope. Between all the preparations, hastily made as they'd been, throwing together a pair of travel bags, gassing up the truck, collecting maps and whatnot, they were on the road a little later than they'd planned. Traveling south on I-640, traffic was still light but picked...

Patchwork People XXV Who s Your Daddy

XXV. Who's your daddy? When they asked me at the hospital who my parents were, who my emergency contact was, I guess you can say that I kind of panicked. They were making it pretty clear they weren't going to let me out of here on my own, no way, so I had to come up with someone. Who could I finger for the honor? Mom was out of the question, at this point, and once Marcia found out that I'd lied and basically stolen her money, which I'm sure she must have realized by now, she wasn't...

Patchwork People XXVI The great escape

XXVI. The great escape. One could imagine a thousand things going wrong, but there was no hitch at the hospital. Their quickly improvised charade worked like a charm. Walt's performance as Phoebe's concerned but understandably angry father was spot-on. Marcia, in her supporting role as distraught mom, hadn't had to act at all. There were the usual papers and forms to sign, a brief interview with a representative from the Chupadero police department and another with a representative...

Patchwork People XXVII Just south of normal

XXVII. Just south of normal. For the next month, they very much resembled a real family. In the meantime, peace talks with Claire continued, though they were touch-and- go. Grace had gently offered to help mediate and Marcia gratefully accepted her offer. Grace was making progress, working her indelible magic, but it was magic in slow motion. In Claire, she'd met her match, a woman as resistant to miracles as they come. Marcia's ex was angry and would likely remain so, on some level,...

Patchwork People XXVIII Departures

XXVIII. Departures. It was one of those mornings that seem unable to decide what it wants to be. Halfway to the airport, a fine rain blew up against the windshield of the pick-up. A few miles later, the sun unexpectedly broke out from a temporary gap in the impregnable line of gray clouds massed like battleships laying siege on the horizon It had finally been agreed that Phoebe would return to New Jersey and sign in to an outpatient rehab clinic. At the same time, she would take...

Patchwork People XXIX When cows fly

XXIX. When cows fly. There are no cows outside the window at thirty thousand feet, no oil drills, no billboards, no fast food chain restaurants either. Nothing but space, space, and more space. You always expect to see things clearer on the way back from a journey. I'm not sure if anything is really different than it was before, but I do see it differently, and maybe that makes all the difference. We'll just have to wait and see. I'm not so mad anymore, I guess. That's one thing...

Patchwork People XXX Book of Changes

XXX. Book of changes. One morning Marcia came into the Blue Cat and found Grace packing up the snow-globe collection. She carefully wrapped each plastic globe in newspaper before nesting it inside a box beside the others. "What happened? Did Mrs. Pritchard have second-thoughts about selling?" Marcia's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me you got a taker for the entire collection?" "Neither, I'm afraid," Grace said. Marcia began setting out that morning's baked selections....

Patchwork People XXXI The wisdom of ghosts

XXXI. The wisdom of ghosts. Edgar Birdwell was an awful poet. There was just no two ways around it. It wasn't only that his language was stilted and clunky, antiquated even in his own day, or that his themes were self-censored, disguised in tortured euphemisms to the point of utter obscurity. He was simply a bad writer. There was a good reason he was self-published. Who else would? Birdwell had an ear with more tin in it than a can. Marcia's fantasy, ex- graduate student of...

Patchwork People XXXII Welcome Home

XXXII. Welcome home. Autumn was now more than just a hint of wood-smoke in the nippy air of a summer evening. The trees had turned and the leaves were in free-fall. In the night sky, the constellations had subtly shifted position. The stars were sharper. The frogs and crickets had grown quieter. "Good evening ladies." Walt waved to them as he cruised passed the porch on the tandem. He was showing up all over town lately riding solo on that bicycle. He was becoming famous for it....

Teamwork

Do you want to know a secret? I’m crazy about you. Of course I won’t actually say the words to you, but I’ll show you because it’s easier for me. Look at me. Look at my face when you smile at me, doesn’t it tell you everything that I won’t. Feel my fingertips on your arm as you drift into a sleep, they’ll continue to stroke you long after you’ve lost awareness and when I eventually fall asleep pressed up against your warmth, I’ll have a contented smile as I dream of you, as I dream that...

Fireworks

Copyright© July 6 2005 She had been anticipating seeing the fireworks all day, and by 5pm, she was ready to go. She even took a shower without a reminder. Daddy shook his head, knowing that there was no convincing her that she did not have to be ready this early. After her shower, she dressed in a denim skirt and a top that tied behind her neck, the stretchy material snug across her accentuated breasts. Slipping into sandals, she asked daddy how she looked. "It looks like some little girl...

Fireworks

I'm so glad that we decided to walk to the local park to see some 4th of July fireworks. the local TV station said that it should be a fantastic show - they even have live music! Now it is dusk, and the large crowd is filled with anticipation. we are sitting together on a soft blanket in the middle of the crowd and I have brought a second blanket to cover up our laps. As the first fireworks whistle skyward, every person there is looking up. boom! BOOM!! sparkle! crackle! BOOM!! the big show is...

Coworker fucks my girlfriend

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“Morning, Mr. Donald”, my sexy bed partner and co-worker smiled at me.“Hey Alice. You and I 'need to talk'”, I used our code word for sex. I smiled seductively.“Sure. Let's go to the changing rooms, huh?”, she smiled right back.We walked to the room kissing, her handling my balls and 8” dick carefully. She unzipped my jeans, putting her soft, warm hands on my semi-erect penis. I undid her bra from behind, and as it slipped away in my hands she started to unbutton her shirt to show her bulging...

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