First And Last – Pt. 1

"A chance meeting at the rec center lets friends reconnect"

The last Friday of the last summer break of my undergraduate degree and where was I? Backpacking through Europe? Hanging out with friends? Earning a little extra cash? No. I was running wind sprints in an almost empty recreation center....

A Sexretary Who Knows Her Job

"It's hard to find a good employee these days"

“I deeply believe that today is the beginning of a very fruitful cooperation that will allow both our companies to develop and strengthen their market position,” said a short-haired man in a very expensive suit, just signing the last of...

The Unexpected Benefits Of Skywalking [part two]

"She shows her intentions toward him by using her breasts in a way that completely surprises him"

[continued from part one]It must have been 8:00 or even 9:00 PM at this point; I wasn't even sure.Melissa said, "Josh?"I released her breast and sat up; she sat up too. For some reason, I was afraid she was about...

Love’s Opening And Closing Doors

"A young architect's Italian work placement becomes so much more."

Connor couldn’t help but laugh aloud at how things turned out. No one would hear him as his small, one-bedroomed apartment was situated on the third floor of an old, stucco-fronted building a klick or two from the center of...

The Unexpected Benefits Of Skywalking [part one]

"She shows her intentions toward him by using her breasts in a way that completely surprises him"

We were on our second Margaritas when Melissa caught me looking at her cleavage. She smiled and leaned across the little bar table, her brown, curly hair hanging in ringlets around her pretty face: "Hey, can I tell you a...

A Women’s Luncheon And More

"I have never even been with a woman sexually, but when I do, Karen would be the one I’d like to experiment with."

Karen called Sarah at about one PM, asking if she would meet her at a nearby courtyard café. Sarah said she would, wondering what she wanted. As Sarah entered the café, she saw Karen seated in the back. She was...

Thank You, Sister Ella (Part 3)

"Making beautiful music together . . . and another player joins the ensemble"

To say I idolized Ella would have been an overstatement, but not by much. She was better than me – she worked harder at almost everything. Playing solo cello, eyes closed, swaying with the bowing, she was angelic. The 1960s...