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Sunday, November 28, 2004

Michael called from the airport earlier than when he was expected in so we sent Simone, Monica and Katrina to retrieve him from curbside.

It’s about a 20 minute drive from where we are to the airport so it would be a quick trip there, but a longer drive coming back as Monica and Katrina had a special gift to give to him for the ride home.

In speaking with Simone, who was the driver of the truck. We had along with the help of Tyson and Bart removed the middle seats of the Suburban so that all there was, was the wide-open middle with the back seats. We laid out a blanket on the floor. Read the rest of this entry »

The Saxon Ch. 01

Frankish steel carved through chain and muscle and bone, flashing brilliant and crimson, wielded in the masterful hands of the Saxon warlord. His blood throbbed in his ear drums, no scream nor cry did register, only his own deafening pulse. Brutal and precise was the great war maker, cutting through armor and flesh, his blade a blur in the midst of the conflict. Foe after foe met him and their weapons clashed, all finding a terrible end at the massive man’s blade. Limbs and fingers and chunks of hot flesh lay all about, still quivering with life, soaking the emerald grass and feeding to black soil beneath. The counter attack had failed and the defenders scrambled back to the protection of their siege worn motte and bailey hill fort, not daring to look back, not daring to gaze on the hero Sighard. Read the rest of this entry »

Adventure In An Adult Video Store

How this little adventure started was another fight with my Fiancé. You know, his long hours of working too much, and not wanting to go out. Well, I was pissed off, and left the apartment to blow off some steam. After driving for awhile, it was time to find a place to party. But where to go? I could not make think of a place. Then an idea hit me, the radio DJ was looking for the twentieth caller. That would be the ticket for me. I would stop at the twentieth place to have some fun.

Great idea, I was proud of myself, now for the bad news. I was now in the seedier side of town, strip joints and so forth. So, just my luck the twentieth place was an adult video store, the ones with the little video booths in the back. Okay, I was a little curious. Since I did not specify how long I would spend in this, the “twentieth” place. I decided to at least watch one video, then go someplace else. Read the rest of this entry »

Rokland Manor

“I don”t know about this.”

“Come on, Maddy, I thought you were into all this creepy shit.”

Maddy looked over at Julian and glared at him. He smiled back sweetly. Taking her hand, he pulled her onward again towards their destination.

Everyone in the area knew the tales of Rokland Manor. It was a rickety old mansion, three stories tall, that had been slated for demolition almost as long as it had been abandoned. Sitting alone at the end of the weed-choked driveway, the house was a reclusive structure that seemed intent to hide itself forever within the thick trees and shrubs that slowly grew closer and closer to the crumbling walls. Paint had long since flecked away from the rotting windowsills, and what windows were not boarded up had been smashed out by successive generations of vandals and hoodlums. The massive front doors had been smashed open by curious teens and never properly resealed. It was a house that had once been the glory of the entire area, but had retreated against the ravages of time and disuse until it could only whisper of its former majesty. And, so the stories went, it was haunted. Read the rest of this entry »

Hot Meeting with Bartender

This is a fantasy I have about a bartender at a local tavern. She just started working there and only works a couple times a week. I am really trying to get with this woman and hope sometime soon my fantasy becomes reality.

Beth first began working at the local bar a couple months ago, usually on the weekend and one night through the week. I first noticed her one weekend and became instantly infatuated with her. I don’t know what it was about her that caught my eye, she is tall, around 5′10″, has long black hair that reaches the middle of her back, wonderful piercing dark eyes, some wonderful curves and usually doesn’t wear a bra. Ok, I admit that the last part is what caught my eye, her breasts don’t look overly large but she has wonderful nipples that seem to shine no matter what she wears. Talking to her I found out that she isn’t married but does live with a man and has for several years. Read the rest of this entry »

Sexy Student Scientists Ch. 2

The second day was a gorgeous sunny, warm day and was spent looking for rock samples around the rock exposures and old mine wastes of the region. The best part of the day was the lunch break, for we stopped at a small lake which had a nice sandy beach. There we had our picnic lunch and a refreshing bathe in the still cool waters of Bell Lake. The air was more summery than spring like with the temperature at a balmy 80 degrees. Of course, the girls had brought along their thong bikinis and they were dancing around in the shallow water splashing and shouting with joy. I couldn’t help noticing that the cool sparkling water had made Alberta’s nipples stand out from her very skimpy bikini top. The bikini was almost a see through white fabric and her black skin glistened from it. As a result the dark, hard, erect nipples stood out even more clearly. It was more than I could do to hide the bulge in my briefs. Belinda looked over at me and whispered: Read the rest of this entry »

The Art Student

It’s sultry in the studio today, damn near stifling, just they way I like it when I work. There’s something about the discomfort that keeps my hands, my mind, my entire body on edge, the kind of edge I need when I’m creating. The air is full of dust from the soft pastels I’m using, and I’m practically covered in the stuff, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. This, as far as I’m concerned, is the only way for an artist to work.

The usual bland still life sits before me, the kind of insipid offering that I know is well beneath my ability. Still, there’s a certain charm in letting the professor believe she’s actually teaching me something I don’t already know. She recognizes my talent, but she holds me back because I have a big ego and a shitty attitude, and I know it. I think I deserve it, though, since this seems to be the only class I’ve stood out in during my four years of college. Read the rest of this entry »

Meeting You Ch. 1

My hands were shaking I was so nervous, although part of me knew I shouldn’t have been. There was an element deep down inside of my belly which somehow “knew” I was headed towards one of the most wonderful days of my life.

I didn’t know what to expect, I didn’t even know what you looked like let alone what you felt like in a physical form. I had spoken to you over the Internet, and we knew each other well enough to trust each other. But I didn’t know what to expect. I mean, I had thought about it. I couldn’t not think about it. The possibility of being with you and talking to you, hearing your voice. Your hands hot and warm, almost heavy on my skin. Your mouth so soft and wet on mine. I have dreamt about kissing you, opening my mouth against yours so that your tongue would gently brush and lick across mine in a most sensual and wanting manner. Read the rest of this entry »

Party For Three

There are three of us here in this room: you, me and another woman. She is laying naked on the bed. I walk to the bed and hesitantly reach out and touch her breasts. You walk up behind me and press your naked body against mine and without saying a word you take my hand in yours and show me how to touch her breasts and how to run my thumbs over her nipples.

She quivers at the touch of our hands and I can feel a moistness start in my pussy. You whisper encouragement to me to take her nipple in my mouth and taste her, she says oh yes. I glance back at you and you give me a kiss and nod your head as if to tell me to go ahead. Read the rest of this entry »

The Business Trip

My boss smiles at me as we walk through Downtown New York. We flew in yesterday and still have today and tomorrow to ourselves before the meetings start Monday. I have a Lunch-Date tomorrow, but today I just want to relax and shop a little.

We walk out of a Bookstore as something across the street catches my eye. I take a step forward and bump into somebody. My Books fall out of my arm. I apologize without looking up and go down to pick up my Books.

“Let me help you please. It was my fault too,” a nice low voice says and a nice smell enters my nose as the man I bumped into comes down beside me. I look up and stare into your eyes. I am so surprised at seeing you that I nearly fall back. Just at this moment you recognize me too. It”s unbelievable. In a town like NY we meet up by chance. You stand up and reach out to pull me up. I take your hand, my mind totally boggled. My boss asks me if everything is ok and I just nod. You come closer and hand me my books. Read the rest of this entry »