Chapter 1. The Talented Eva, Gabika's Daughter. This is a story about the best lover I have ever had, and believe me, I've had quite a few. You might tend to think that this lover is a gorgeous young blond with a terrific figure, a big fat bust, athletic and slim, long legs and all - a Barbie type. Well, you couldn't be more wrong, buddy. You might even argue, and even make some sense, that the essence of being a good lov...

Nomax shifted his weight, Tabby sitting before him, though she was only drinking a soft drink, something fizzy and sweet. He knew what it was as she’d let him try a bit and some part of the canine anthro had wondered just how it would have tasted if coming from her lips. But that thought had made him feel all hot and bothered under his fur when he was not sure that he should have been thinking about the woman before him i...

"Time Travel?" I read the banner affixed to the wall above the entrance to the ballroom. "'Transport yourself to another time and place?'""My friend in the Sociology department recommended this exhibit," Quigley explained as we moved forward two steps in the lengthy queue.I checked the description on the brochure we were given that morning at the ticket booth. "'An increasingly interactive adventure to excite your senses'...

Soft pattering about the room woke me. As my eyes adjusted to the morning, Deborah’s silhouette against the still-open window caught my eyes. That sight of her in just bra and panties brought back the smile from the night before. She heard me stir. “Wake up, sleepyhead.” “You didn’t wake me when you woke.” “I knew if I did we’d both miss our commitments,” she replied. “And I have a breakfast in a bit with a potential clie...

Deborah stood, took me by the hand and added, “Let’s go get comfortable.” I was pretty darn comfortable where I was, except of course the wonderful ache in my pants. Nonetheless, I stood and followed as she led me through the bar, through the lobby and to the elevator. “What floor?” “Fourth.” “Ohhh, me too,” she responded, almost gleefully. The ride up was quick. As we departed the elevator, we both turned left. She stopp...

Typical industry convention. Gender diversity in top management isn’t our strength.  During the opening night happy hour, the usual 90/10 male-to-female ratio proved unchanged. What the hell. Have a couple bourbons, work the room, speak to casual acquaintances and call it a night. Tomorrow morning would come early and I was first up with a panel discussion, so a short night of drinking might prove the wise decision. But d...

tThe weather and life-style in South Florida is envied by many people, especially those living in the colder climates. I was fortunate to be born and raised in the greater Miami area, and then even more blessed when I was able to find gainful employment back here after going away to college. My wife Laura is from the Orlando area, and we met in college in our senior year. Now we live in a suburb of Miami that is close to...

My husband was scheduled for a conference in Memphis for the week. Before we left he said I should bring some "party" clothes so we could go out dancing. Now we don't go out dancing when we are in town so I didn't know what he meant. We got to Memphis and registered into a great resort hotel. Mike had to get registered so I just lazed around the room until he got back. When he returned he asked if I wanted to help the con...