Damned forced overtime, he thought. Why can’t the cheap bastards see that they need to hire at least three more people? The ride home sucked too. Wearily he closed the door behind him and turned to see his wife – in a bordello-red chemise – loping in full, long-legged...
Stanley examined his face in the mirror. I must get rid of these pimples. Then maybe Stanley could have some friends. Even a chance with his blonde cheerleader fantasy, Maryanne. The prettiest girl in school. Built. Like. Hell. But Maryanne already has a boyfriend....
“It’s unassailable. The honour guard watches day and night, always heedful...” “It’ll not be without risk, but she’s penetrable.”Le chevalier de Sémence1was cocksure.If anyone could pull off such a frontal thrust, it was surely him. “Mark my words. Soon Sémence will...
Stephen stood in front of the bathroom mirror and gazed at his naked body. The bright light bulbs glaring from the perimeter of the mirror prevented the appearance of shadows on his face. Exposed by the harsh light, Stephen had nowhere to hide, like a prison escapee...
Wantby Elliot DeLockeI want to run my hands up the thighs of the office babe, dressed in killer heels and a grey skirtsuit and stockings with slightly-crooked seams; to unbutton her starched white top to find she's wearing a black lacey bra, with matching panties...
Dafna got off the bus in the exclusive Tel Aviv suburb of Savyon and strolled into the office where she was temping for Sigalit, who was out on maternity leave. "Hi ladies, what's up?" "Hey, we've got Chinese take-out for lunch," Tzipi said. "We're planning a...
He heard his name softly and far, far away. He felt the most gentle warm breath in his ear and the feather light caress of lips. It was exquisite. Then his name again, so softly, "Al-lexx." Darcie began speaking in the same soft whisper voice against his ear, "I...
The Beautiful Kindby Valentine BonnaireHe was still all of that, and so was I and we both knew it as we ran into each other again after years in the kind of town that we live in. You can go for years here without bumping into people you knew from the years you were in...
The People's Representative of Bolshevik Agriculture, Commissar Dyudovich reported that the spiced red beet that grew in the fields outside Shanghai's Russian Quarter were prolific and richly-colored as bulbous jewels. He observed that The Red General had never before...
The Cuckoo Clockby John EThe explosion at the oil refinery across the river vibrated windows throughout the house. A palpable sound, it was made more enigmatic by the dumb blurts of the cuckoo clock following it by less than half a minute, almost precisely at...