Let me tell you my little story. It’s sort of a love story, well to me it is anyway.I grew up in a very traditional household. My dad was of the old ways and believed in fate and love and the way to do things shouldn’t be changed.He had a tailoring business and it flourished. He had taken on a few partners over the years, but only one of them held the same respect for tradition as he did, so they became firm friends.As pa...
A diamond is a girl's best friendIt's given when one gets engagedA diamond worn until the endWorn forever during each stageMarriage vows tie a couple togetherThe ring symbolizes their loveTheir love will be foreverThe rings worn fit like glovesSymbolic things preparedA service filled with loveVows that are declaredArranged from up aboveCherished words saidTheir lives begin todayThey're happy to be wedHer parents gave her...
I nervously applied the last of my makeup in preparation for my debut at the Slice. Up until three months ago, no one besides my parents and physician had seen me nude, but now perfect strangers were going to be ogling me. My folks would have cardiac arrest if they saw me now. They were opposed to me joining the police force to begin with. My dad wanted me to follow in my family’s tradition of corporate law, but being the...
Kyle and I had the best relationship a couple could ever dream of having. We hadn't been dating more than a few months, but had known each other for years, which helped speed our relationship along. We met years before when my stepdad introduced us at a football party. At that time I was seventeen, married, and pregnant. Kyle was in his late twenties, also in a relationship, and was engaged. A few years later Kyle and I f...
The large desk in the centre of the room was a mess, papers and files all over the place. Mia sat at her desk putting things in a proper order, it was not easy but she had nearly completed doing it. She walked over to the wall where a filing cabinet stood with many drawers. Slowly and carefully she picked up each pile and placed it in the corresponding drawer. It took her about ten minutes and she looked pleased with hers...
Everybody searches for loveBut it's not so easily foundA soul mate is arranged up aboveYou just need to look all around Is it somebody you haven't metOr is it somebody that you knowMaybe it's somebody you'd rather forgetIs it that person on the photo Will you meet on a websiteOr just at maybe a barThe connection needs to feel rightMaybe you'll meet at a seminar One things for sure you'll knowYou'll want to always be toget...
Will you find true loveWill it happen to youSomebody you're proud ofA love that is true You look all over the placeFor that special personSo many smiling facesCould be while you're working You might meet through friendsOr a dating websiteCould be the beginning or the endNervous feelings all through the night Lot's of different people you meetUntil you find the oneThe one person who makes you completeYou and the person con...
Climax and beyond “Damn you Greg! Just damn, damn, damn you! I always knew it would come to this.” Laura looked into her lover’s eyes across their table. She cleared the champagne glasses to the side and leaned to kiss him. Sitting back upright, Laura raised both hands in front of her; she stared at the rings she was wearing. Greg noticed her gesture and thought he understood what must be going through her mind. He recogn...
Quick predator, rendered still and quiet By the tenderness of night, and dripping Of love alight. Stinging of fresh venom, Voices whispering in cold breath sigh it Like willows drifting, like nettles whipping Under midnight blue storm clouds of denim. Restless, thirsty, brave, and hungry for sex; Fearsome, strong and courageous, carrying The pennant. Somnambulist, tarrying Over pennies, lovers, time, and apex, Red widow,...
As much as Artsy understood deep inside that her marriage had been a mistake from the start it still hurt to let go. Letting go was admission of failure and failure was not part of her makeup. Why did I ever let myself get so deeply involved with Dan? I knew he was married to Laura. I should have known he would always be married to Laura. Why did I let myself fall in love with a married man? Because you love that married...
With body still keeping Eastern time Laura was awake in bed waiting for her alarm clock to give permission, no not permission, foul noise buzz mandate - GET OUT OF BED NOW. In the shower she scrubbed clean but the marks of last night’s passion remained all about her body. Her fingers traced around the love bites on each breast; she could see Greg’s finger prints still on her left arm. She looked down between her legs and...
I opened the door of my house after a long day of helping a friend move. It was dark, aside from the lights in the house and the stars in the sky. Small, wet snowflakes melted on my cheeks. "Justin! I'm home!" I shouted as I walked into the house and kicked off my boots. No answer. Just a trail of rose petals that twisted and swerved all throughout our home. I tiptoed along side the crimson trail. It lead me to the couch....
As Jim entered me, with my calves on his shoulders, I had one of the most serene feelings of my life. I expected him to be my life partner, I expected to fully enjoy myself, and I was well aware that this could lead to me becoming pregnant. Jim had agreed to me going off birth control. He'd all but begged me to marry him, and was even more excited than normal to shove his cock into my restless pussy. Jim grunted and I scr...
After Kevin had painted her eyes shut, Alex had entered her own little dark world, getting wetter and wetter as first she sucked his cock and then as she sat passively while he took pictures of her cum covered face. Just giving him the camera had nearly brought her off. Each click of the camera increased her arousal. Pictures were proof and proof is power. Kevin now had pictures that could seriously damage her reputation....
The parties that went on at 69 Brentwood Street were legendary. When Luke Prescott received the invitation email by Blackberry during his final year at NYU, he had high expectations. The house was a three-storey brownstone on the Upper East Side, and was being rented by three of the hottest girls in university. Kendra, Lacey and Chloe were commonly referred to around campus as ‘The Babes on Brentwood.’ He had seen them ma...
