Shopping, I come across fresh bananas in their bins.  My mind wonders…. That damn job of his is consuming him!  We've only been married six months, but he hardly notices me anymore.  "I'm tired honey," I can hear him say again.  Has the honeymoon already ended?  I need to do something…. The decision is made.  I grasp a bunch and lovingly caress them before carefully bagging them. "Please put the bananas on the top of the...

I used to go into town on weekendsto shoot in black and whitepeople strolling, kids breaking free,dogs or cars or funny thingsthat caught my needy eye. Now I just shoot ghostsalong the plague scoured streetsand empty parking lots,lucky for a distant shot of lifein the few unshuttered shops. Sitting on a sunny benchhaving coffee and a smoke,it's like she's been waiting for meto come around the cornerand capture her solitar...

Late August.  A sexually-frustrated Sorcha, strolls through the events at the Cowal Highland Gathering, Dunoon, Scotland.  Her husband unwilling to fulfill his marital duties. Making her way to the Caber Toss event, she spots Caelan, ready for his toss.   Lifting her dress, exposing her fud. Caelan stumbles, his throw falling well short.  "What the hell!" "I'm hungry for your tadger!" "What?  Looking to get fucked, are ya...

He awoke in a mass of crumpled bed sheets, groping for a sense of time and place. A moment’s glance around at the poster-strewn walls of the tiny room brought it back to him. 47th Street East, guy’s name is Eddie, that’s it. Hospitable type, friend of Jerry from the Mercury Lounge. Eddie had been only too glad to let him and Robbie crash out and had not even balked at the young drummer bringing along a girl. Hell, the guy...

The heavy thump, thump, thump as you climb the stairs betrays your presence. Damn, Paul, please don’t wake Adie. I place my fingers to your lips as you come into view.  “Our daughter is sleeping.” Your eyes lust for your wife in your favorite burgundy lace chemise. Lips meet and electrifying jolts surge through us, between us.  Tongues twirl, search, taste, elicit.  Hands wander.  Desires run amok.  Temperatures rise. A c...

Brother Ian, aged seventeen, and sister Sharon, aged twenty, had had a day and night of sex whilst their parents, Michael and Jane Patterson, had been away overnight at a wedding, and the pair wanted more. Ian had been attracted by his sister's large and shapely arse and that plus the rest of her body was constantly in his thoughts. Ian would run his hand over her buttocks at every opportunity and Sharon loved him feeling...

The wild life in the ski resorts, yeah right, Matt thought. His only wild life in this godforsaken town was the occasional wild animal he saw. He hated it out here in the mountains of Colorado. He had been lured here by the prospects of making good money working the slopes only to find out the recession of the country had hit here as hard as everywhere else. His dream job lasted a few months and he was laid off. So, after...

The Devil’s Rejects were ten minutes into their set, before Sylvia Steele recognised her former student Jared. By that stage her second Black Russian was seeping its way through her bloodstream and her body was swaying rhythmically with the band. Her gaze had strolled over the lead guitarist’s tightly-muscled body several times before she made the connection. “Oh my god. That’s Jared Morgan!” “Who?” asked Gretchen, her fe...