"She gives him another chance. He puts it to good use. Alas, everything comes to an end."
I woke up with a dry mouth and a disgustingly sour taste on my tongue. In the bathroom, I tried to drink away the nasty feeling but my throat was so raspy from the dehydration—almost sticky—that I had to force...
"Is that a confession he's hearing from her? He decides not to beat around the bush. Good idea?"
I awoke the next morning after a night of intense lucid dreams with no recollection of how I had ended up in my own bed. All I remembered was venting my unmet desire to get laid with a quick, loveless...
"He's sixteen. His parents go on summer vacation. Two weeks with a babysitter? Blegh! ...or is it?"
“But, Mooommm,” the way I stressed the last 'm', the tone came out a lot whinier than I had intended. “I don't need a babysitter. I'm sixteen!”We were standing in the doorway, my parents ready to leave.“Our point exactly,” she...
"Her fantasy comes true: she wakes up tied to her bed. Three masked men have their way with her."
She woke up by strange, blurred noises she couldn't quite make out; a lot like the rattling of cold steel. Her head was a mess – one big, agonizing mess. Bits of memory flashed through her mind: a lazy evening...
"She has a weakness for her roommate's smell. Unfortunately, the latter is straight – or is she?"
Sweat is fascinating. Its smell might appear unpleasant, yet carries so much information about potential mating partners. Pheromones. Nature relies heavily on them. Just think of the birds and the bees – literally.As far as I am concerned, I crave...
"Finally, they talk and take their decision."
Old man Eric was sitting in his favorite rocking chair on the patio of his deceased brother's holiday mansion. It was after lunchtime, but since he had slept in that day, keeping everyone – his granddaughter and her husband, mainly...
"After their fight, they unburden their hearts."
Old man Eric lay in his bed, awake, unable to sleep, tossing and turning. It was one of these nights where the chirping of the cicadas simply would not lull him to sleep as it usually did. It rather kept...
"She's his sister-in-law. They're on vacation. Both have their skeletons in the closet."
Eric was sitting in his patio rocking chair, lazily enjoying the afternoon sun and the Mistral breeze. Contented, he watched his great-grandchildren run around and play in the garden of his old mansion in Aubagne near Aix-en-Provence. With his belly...
"The fall of a macho."
Kate gently stroked Rick's cock through the thick fabric of his jeans. The movie they were watching had not raised their interest enough not to be interrupted by her groping his package as a sign of lust. Boring or not,...
"She's the barmaid, he's the customer. He wanted to pay cash, but she can't return him the change."
The old bar was empty when Chad arrived. Empty except for the young barmaid.Not quite the way he remembered it, he thought. The barmaid as well he couldn't recall. Hardly possible, for she didn't look as if she had been...