"Kelly anxiously looked forward to what turned out to be a night to remember."
It was early August of 1998. A couple of months prior Kelly and I had received, and RSVP’d to, an invitation to our twentieth high school class reunion. We were both looking forward to the event, but Kelly especially. That...
"Bored wives eat each others' pussies while their husbands are busy."
Applause ripples through the room as my husband Charlie and his business partner take to the stage, cutting through the gala tables in their expensive tuxedos and smiling from ear to ear. The awards night theme music booms from several...
"Kelly uses her body to drive a record-breaking haul at the auction."
It was August of 1990. Kelly and I were thirty years old. We had won a trip to Spain which we took the previous June. Kelly had a ton of sex on that trip, including a public gang-gang at a...
Jolene was really excited about tonight. She had finally managed to wrangle an invitation to a very special party. She was hoping to make contact with one of the producers rumored to attend these parties looking for ‘cooperative' actresses to...
"he watches as the sweet nectar rolls back on her tongue to her throat"
He sits there, watching every move she makes. It has been a while since they have been together. He knows why he misses her so much. The things that tongue of hers can do....She looks up at him, smiles, knowing...
"How to get (and keep) your man."
I am a stalker. I am not allowed to reveal the name of my target, whom I will call X, but I can tell you he is a multi-platinum singer with a reputation for screwing any girl who will spread...
"Kelly runs into a former quickie partner and ends up going to work for him at his bar."
It was the spring of 1987. Kelly and I had visited some friends and, on a whim, took a backroads route home. It was dinner time on a Saturday. We spotted a bar in the middle of nowhere with a...
"Dear Boy, I miss you."
Dear Boy, I’ve been thinking about you today. Missing you, wondering if I have crossed your mind. It’s time for me to be sleeping, but instead time ticks on my fingers until the next time I get to see you. Do...
"A thirst which cannot be satisfied."
Everything I touch feels like it's far away. Even time seems to be stretched out before me. A part of me worries that I will never see you again. I know how ridiculous that is. Really. I just don't know...
