A sense of dread washed over Linda Webster. Tomorrow was Valentine's Day, the third anniversary of her husband's untimely death. The forty-four-year-old widow sat alone in her kitchen, waiting for her best friend, Kate Faucher, to pick her up. The duo had a reservation at Bill's Tavern, a popular pub in western New Hampshire. Kate arrived and they were off. Once seated by the hostess, Kate got down to business: "Sweety, t...

A few years ago, I met my girlfriend at a friend’s Halloween party.  It was on Devil’s Night, Halloween Eve.  I wasn’t planning on going, but a couple of friends talked me into going. I didn’t wear a costume. It was too late when they finally talked me into going, so I just put on jeans and a nice shirt.  I showed up at nine. Mostly everyone who was invited had shown up by then.  I got there and within minutes I had a dri...

I thought it all started with a phone call, but, as usual, I was wrong. It took me a minute to get up to speed, because my buddy Bruce was talking fast and I had no idea what had fired him up. "Is this what it comes down to, you keeping secrets from me?" he demanded. "Don't go off on another one of your tirades about hidden functions in phone apps! I told you the app would report back to Mark. If you would have written it...

For over a thousand years, the growth of urbanization and industrialization has all but destroyed many forests around the world.  The more humans advanced, the more they destroyed the world around them.  Many woodland type creatures have either been trapped inside preserved wildlife areas or gone extinct as a result.  Unfortunately, though, there are creatures mostly unseen by human eyes who are also dying out as they los...

I like my girls rested, so willing, so able Tender to touch and to eat!Svelte hips, rounded heaven, legs parted Ah brethren, there's more to this tale, take a seat! I like them prepared for our time well spared, Cum for me, many times in the night...Rest your body in-between, rest well my queen, You will know when the timing's just right! I'll give you my pleasures, in return for your treasures I'll give you my all, and t...

An eye for that which rates above The rarest art that moves the soul Beholding that deserving grand I have such vision, I am such man. Forsaken eye, which does not see The fairest frames or curtaining I'm blinded not for my remiss But lack of lace and gleaned bodice. Nor that the fore is all I miss The dearth it carries on The eyes tear near to misery Accoutrements are none to see. A glimpse of promise from beneath Reveri...

Own my cuntnot through force of strength nor force of will nor through sheer charm and cunning. Own my cunt by employing the ancient magic, the magic of the centuries..... the magic called forth by the sound of a stretched skin drum and the worship of painted bodies dancing naked in the firelight. Own my cunt by moving your hands in the weaving of a spell over eyes that watch your every movement, over breasts that yearn f...