"You think your thoughts are private? Think again."
Heather can hear you.Human brain waves broadcast all sorts of signals. But, generally, no one can hear them; no one has the receiver.Heather is the exception. Heather, you see, was born with a receiver.This evening, Heather was at a local...
"Cassie gets the conquest she was after"
Teetering on the edge of passing out, the last thing Gavin wants is another hit of weed. Cassie's got him so worked up though, the only thought driving him is an obsession to get into her pussy. She's all but...
"Jon and Julia's adventure continues as the relationship blooms."
The frightening thing was that the only current sensation I felt from Sara, the young drowned girl, was that ripple of wonder as she smelled flowers, and I only knew she sensed lilacs because I smelled them too at that...
"High performing college students tease and experiment."
The email from Professor Denton was waiting for Jason when he woke up the next morning. Jason,Your report from last night was very complete and Professor Suarez and I are pleased with the results. We realize now that we should...
"Her mind takes over - it's not her orgasm any more!"
Breaking Down The Door Fuck I'm wet, I'm in a sweatMy heart is racingPounding at the door that I knowIs about to open wide My breath is harsh as I grunt and groanI sometimes hold it as I pause...Then release it...
"Forget the furry handcuffs... This secret admirer has great taste!"
TRUST ME It's written in big, black letters on a piece of card stock. It's the second one I've received this week. The first one had three little words on it: I WANT YOU I called a friend of mine...
"When there is another guy who hasn't got laid for a while, there will be trouble."
As some of you know "Stockholm Story" is half true and half fiction. I had great fun writing this chapter, because a lot of things mentioned here are based on experience, and even though they were confusing to me back...
"This is to the one that made my mind and heart soar and left me with these wicked, wicked, memories."
My Memory... I am so not a morning person and today was not any different. I barely opened my eyes, trying to decide if I should get up or not. My hands feel around the bed and I realize that you are not by my...