"Teaching partners collaborate"
The bell rang. I began to put away my papers and notes, stopping now and then to acknowledge a goodbye or answer a quick question."Hi, Ms. Jay!" I heard someone in the hall say as Tina walked into the room....
"Encountering a naughty neighbour in the smoking area"
It's a filthy habit. I knew I should quit. I'll stop tomorrow, I kept telling myself, once more contaminating my once fortress of a body, the long draw of nicotine too alluring to resist.I wasn't a heavy smoker, but I...
"He expands his knowledge"
"...and this is the darkroom where we still do some old-school pictures now and then," Allison said as we toured the Journalism department.She was pointing at what looked like a regular classroom door, but it had a red light mounted...
"A persuasive pitch"
The live oaks sheltering the drive from Charleston, and the willows that sit among them, always remind me of the south. Undoubtedly, there are roads much prettier near Mobile and Savannah. I’ve been on some of them, but the others...
"A lusty sprite seduces farmboy"
Moonlit haybarn: a spectral shape emerges. She is silvery, wispy in the grey light through the window. She flits through the barn then settles in front of me on her hands and knees in the hay.Naked, her skin pale, almost...
"Naked Grace braces herself for her naked husband’s wicked Quickie plan."
Quickie sex with Gerald? My husband? No, that wasn’t going to happen—or so I thought. Gerald was out of bed before I was. That rarely happens, especially on Saturdays. With one eye painstakingly kept in the darkness of my pillow, the...
"This time, Grace seduces another woman’s husband in the store’s dressing room."
Despite my fondness for flashing him from the dressing rooms, my husband, Gerald, doesn’t enjoy clothes shopping with me. “Aw, Grace, you don’t need me to be there. You have all the good taste in the world.” He’s right, I do, but...
"Erotica goes on full display"
The National Gallery – Trafalgar Square, Great BritainPriceless paintings line the walls of a historic museum, silent people roaming the wooden floors. There are small whispers of conversations, but they are nothing that these halls haven’t heard a thousand times...
"A young woman's first body massage and fuck by an older man"
I was twenty-five when I had my first body massage. I was out of town for my job. I had some training sessions I had to go to and I had to sit in a chair for almost ten hours...
