Have you ever seen a dragon in a tuxedo. Don’t laugh.
Whatever you do, don’t laugh. I just finished putting
out some unfortunate soul with a fire extinguisher and
do not look forward to doing it again.
A regal looking …
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Have you ever seen a dragon in a tuxedo. Don’t laugh.
Whatever you do, don’t laugh. I just finished putting
out some unfortunate soul with a fire extinguisher and
do not look forward to doing it again.
A regal looking …
My sister’s best firend, Flora, was 19 when I was 18. It seems that
she had heard some horror story about how a girl’s first experience
with intercourse was always painful. Flora and my sister, Helen,
discussed this for a …
Leaning out of the bedroom window, Maria savoured the feel of the
ocean’s cool breeze against her skin, offsetting the sun’s relentless
heat. Closing her eyes, she took in a deep breath of fresh sea air,
absorbed in the sound …
It was too dressy for work. “Do you think it’s too dressy?” she asked.
“No,” I answered, smiling. “You *have* to go wild now and then.” She
smiled a relieved smile. Marie, that is. It was morning and she’d just…
Gorgeous. That was the sum total of my thoughts as I watched him. And
he wasn’t my husband! It was my best friend’s husband, Jason, standing
on the diving board, ready to dive in. He had the tiniest swimsuit on,…
As I have said before, I really don’t understand some women.
Seems that after neo-abolitionist made such a big deal about the sex
and meat testings that a lot of companies were offering, the ‘cool’
thing to do for a …
I’ll see if I can’t keep this short. I’m a female, 21 years old and
married and I love sleepy sex. I’ve been cruising around the net
looking for anything even remotely connected to my interest, just
because it is …
The next day there was a perceptible tension in the group, an undercurrent
to the slightly forced normality of the holiday group.
`Jesus you guys are quiet today’, Gareth said as they finished their lunch,
`I thought the mountain air …
Every year, my family spends Christmas week in a ski resort. One year it’s
Aspen, the next Vail, and so on. My junior year in college it was Steamboat
Springs. The fates intervened. The week before Christmas, I broke my …
Exactly one Martian month later, Slurry was sitting behind her desk on the
59th floor of the Martian capital building. Her office was small and did not
feature a view, or even a window for that matter, but it was …
“What do we need to talk about, Dear?” I asked, though I had a inkling.
“Your ex-wife, Gary,” Patricia said, seriously, but with an odd twinkle
in her eye.
“That promises to be rather an involved discussion,” I replied, “so …
“What do you think of her?” It was a slightly strange question for
Rachel to ask.
“She seems nice.” What do you say about the waitress who has just taken
your order? Rachel was watching her walk away and I …
“I don’t think she can hear us”, I whispered to Jessie. “I know she
definitely can’t see us.”
“So she probably doesn’t even know we’re here, hmm” Jessie conjectured
aloud. There was a mischievous tone in Jessie’s voice, not an …
“Relax.”
I was trying. I stood in our bedroom while Russell caressed my
shoulders, my arms. His touch was light, sensual. He traced a finger
up over my breast, up my neck, under my chin, lifting my lips to him.…
“Number three, on the right,” said the nurse, holding a clipboard. I
started down the corridor, left to my own devices, looking at the
numbered doors. Something always makes me nervous about visiting
doctors even though this was just a …
What could have happened? The last thing I could remember was sitting
with my wife at the dinner table. I woke up groggy and stiff. It was hard
to breath and my jaw was sore. I fought to wake completely …
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Stranded in …
I’d always been glad I didn’t have Lisa’s problem. She’s quite flat
you see: a body like a stick. She’s really quite attractive, with a
pretty face framed by short brown hair. Being a little below average
height, she reminds …
Anne was twice my age, and bisexual.
I was only 18 when she picked me up in a record store. Our eyes
met from across the room, and she smiled at me; I couldn’t help
but smile back. Anne was …
She tells me her name is Gail. It’s a leather bash at
Chicky’s and I’m standing at the bar with my second beer and a
taco chip. She tells me her name is Gail, and then she says: “You
have …