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Gemma

I made sure I was ten minutes early for my date with Suzie. I used the extra moments to buy a long-stemmed red rose from the flower stall in the station forecourt and to compose myself before meeting her. I was nervous. It was my first date since the first time I went out with Helen nearly 25 years ago. It had taken me five years to get to this moment years of mourning of agonising loneliness of shattered self-belief slowly rebuilt with the constant love and patience of those who loved me the most. Until now I had been able to distract myself from my nerves with careful preparation shower shave dressing in my favourite smart going out attire of black suit dark blue shirt and contrasting tie with scarlet pattern checking and rechecking the route to our rendezvous. But now there was no way and nowhere to hide from my anxiety. Whatever you do don t mess it up I thought to myself as I checked my watch for the dozen th time.



As the minutes crawled by I got tired of scanning every face for a hint of recognition. I took out my paperback and began to read every now and again looking up to observe the dynamics of all the human movement and activity around me on the station concourse. Other couples met with extravagant flinging of arms and smiling shrieks or a chaste kiss on a demurely proffered cheek or a politely wary shaking of hands depending on the degree of prior familiarity.



As the minutes piled up into a quarter hour and then another quarter hour I was able to observe how the stream of humanity ebbed and flowed as trains disgorged their passengers from one side of the barriers while others arrived to flow through the barriers in the opposite direction to take their places. In all this human flux there were two constants me and standing a few yards away a smartly dressed young woman. Whereas I was standing still as I read she was constantly moving backwards and forwards round in circles shrugging her shoulders folding » Continue Reading

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The Enlightenment of Bay Ch. 02

Once again Bayrod stood in front of his mistress room full of emotions and guilt. He took a deep breath centering himself in the Force and exhaled as he pushed the com button. He was admitted and stepped through the door into a beautiful night beach side. It was stunning every time he saw her quarters in the evening she truly took pains to recreate what little she knew of her world. The stars twinkled brightly above his head and she had cleared a place in the sand so they could have dessert together a beach blanket was laid out and she had on a short robe tied loosely. His mistress hair was done in his favorite manner tied in island style knotted and piled on her head perched on her graceful neck. He was breathless stumbled forward.



Be mindful of the Living Force young padawan Xeira corrected him and he felt her steady him with the Force she hadn t done that since he was much much younger. He smiled embarrassed again thanking her. She was focusing in the coconut ice cream that she was pulling from the cooler at her foot and drizzled them in a light pineapple sauce topping the dessert with flakes of coconut meat.



Xeira looked up at him guiltily confessing she was hungry for a real dessert tonight and figured that he wouldn t mind. He had to bite back an exclamation he LOVED her home world food and was delighted every time she shared it with him. It was exotic and rare enough that he truly felt pampered by her intentions. He sat down on the blanket cross-legged thanking her for her thoughtfulness instead of rebuking her for her selfishness. She was sharing after all.



Bayrod waited until she served him sitting and waiting patiently as his experience would allow. He took the bowl thanking her again daring to look in her eyes and speak huskily. He turned his glaze into the bowl and took a bite delicately. He savored it letting it melt on his dry tongue and swallowed it following it with another » Continue Reading

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Kelly Ch. 04

Ch. 04 Coaches and Parents

Personally I like Parts 1 through 3 but you don t have to read them before reading this. Thanks to all who have given me feedback it s gratifying to know you re enjoying these flights of fantasy.

School on Monday was terrible. I could think of nothing but Kelly and our weekend. I saw her only in English class and I couldn t take my eyes off her. She was so beautiful. I remembered how much I loved brushing her hair. I remembered all our sweet lovemaking. At the end of class I had to think about calculus to let my boner subside.

But gym class was the worst. The guys knew something was up. I told them I d taken Kelly out and it was instantly mayhem.

You took Kelly Morgan out? Lucky duck!

She s gorgeous!

Is she as oversexed as I think she is?

Didja get any?

Whadja do? Wheredja go? What s she like?

I ve heard she s a stuck-up bitch.

Yeah she doesn t give any so I m told.

Did Big Justin wield the one-eyed lizard?

Did she get scared away by it?

Did you choke her with it?

There were gales of laughter as they were completely gross at my expense.

I let it all flow over. Then I said simply We had a nice time. She s a nice lady.

Gonna take her out again?

Yeah. In fact I hope to see a lot of her.

Hoots and hollers screams and yells. Justin s in looove! Little did they know. On the one hand these were my friends and in a certain way I wanted to stand on top of the lockers and scream out my love for Kelly as loud as I could. On the other hand I felt it was extremely private and I didn t want to tell them anything.

Hey back off. Justin needs our help. He needs our advice on how to treat Kelly like a lady. OK guys during » Continue Reading

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A Kiss is Still a Kiss

Growing up in the same neighbourhood as Amy Jones and Samantha Williams he d known them from a distance since they were both knee-high to a grasshopper. But he couldn t remember a single time when the two of them were not together.



If either of them had been in the least bit plain they would have drawn snide comments from other schoolchildren about their sexuality no doubt perhaps even earning nicknames suggesting that their closeness went beyond mere friendship.



But they were far from plain – Amy with her long golden hair and big green eyes a few sweet freckles on her otherwise perfect face Samantha with her long mousy hair a little more demure than her blonde friend but just as breathtakingly attractive. As a result – and the fact that their parents were on the wealthy side - the two girls were the centre of the popular group in school dating sports studs for the most part – though of course always on double dates – and always having someone to open doors for them.



Harry had watched them grow up turning into stunning young women and naturally he had daydreamed about being with one or other – or both – of them. Harry wasn t a sports stud though. He wasn t a spod either – though his parents weren t rich enough to afford designer outfits like other studs he wouldn t have said he was particularly ugly. He was just in that grey middle ground where most kids hang out in school under the sign that reads nothing special .



Things changed when he won the lead in the school play in that final year.



The surprise wasn t so much that he did win the lead - Romeo the star-crossed Montague of Verona – he had had some major parts in school plays before and had diligently worked at his acting through his years at school. The surprise was that Samantha Williams won the part of Juliet – it was a bit surprising she d auditioned at all. Amy had auditioned too but she didn t » Continue Reading

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April Showers

My parents are a strange combination of hippie and fundamentalist Christian. They believe in living off the land in harmony with their surroundings… but they also believe in following the strictest tenants of the church and keep a tight rein on my brothers sisters and me.



Of course I have always rebelled at least as much as you can when you re home-schooled and live in the Oregon wilderness. I often escape my bedroom by climbing onto the roof shimmying down the large maple tree in the back of the house and running off into the woods. I m not afraid of the forest that surrounds our home I ve spent much of my life playing in and around the trees and clearings here so they are as familiar to me as a favorite park or playground would be to any other kid.



A few years ago I came up with a way to defy one of the most fundamental rules in our house: modesty.



In the spring when the air is warm and even the rain isn t too chilly I head up into the foothills where you can find one of Oregon s best-kept secrets: natural hot springs. There I take off all of my clothes and dance in the April showers as joyful as if I were being baptized all over again. When I am soaking wet and chilled to the bone I slip into my own little pool for warmth and spend the day alternating between lounging on a boulder in the cool rain and floating on my back in the hot water.



One of the best things about living so close to an active volcanic range is the occurrence of pools of warm-to-hot water like Mother Nature s version of a hot tub. And even though they are a lot of fun to relax and play in when you come upon a pool of steaming water don t jump right in – some hot springs can reach temperatures that could kill you. Instead test the water to ensure it s not dangerous before you get yourself in trouble. But once you re familiar with your hot spring you ll find you want to spend all of your time there because it » Continue Reading

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The House of Falsa

I should have known better.



I met Samar in a chat room I visited frequently. We hit it off and soon we were emailing each other on a daily basis.



We had much in common even though he lived in Saudi Arabia and I in Canada.



We both attended university. I was attending Laurier University studying Chemistry and Samar was attending King Fahd University in Dhahran close to the Persian Gulf. Samar was studying Petroleum Engineering and hoping to land a position with Sauidi Aramco a large petroleum refining company nearby.



We were both dedicated to our studies and spent little time socializing I had been to a few sorority parties and even got involved in some heavy petting with a couple of guys feeling my boobs and trying to go under my skirt that sort of thing.



I did not have a regular boyfriend and was still a virgin at nineteen.



One day when we were chatting Samar asked if I would consider coming to visit him. He said his family were quite wealthy and would gladly pay my airfare to Saudi Arabia.



I was overwhelmed. The March Break was coming up and I would have two weeks without studies.



I told Samar if his family wanted me to come I would be pleased to accept their invitation.



Samar had explained to me that Dhahran was a company owned metropolis. All of its citizens were employees of Sauidi Aramco the largest oil refining company in the world. There were no poor no unemployed or homeless people. When seniors reached sixty-five plus they were relegated to residential compounds outside the city.



Although Sauidi Aramco is totally government owned life in Dhahran was not subject to the strict Saudi Muslim law that other Saudis were.



Women were allowed to drive and did not have to abide by the Muslin dress code for women. The authorities turned a blind eye on the consumption of alcohol as long as it did not » Continue Reading

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The Window Ch. 01

Copyright: This story is a work of fiction. Please don t reproduce this text in whole or in parts without the explicit permission of the author.

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And then she was gone I heard her climb down. I sat there in a limbo for a long time. My cock shriveled and sticky hung on top of my balls. I knew that something very profound had happened to me that afternoon. I knew that a million questions would come to me why did Madhu do this? Why did I do this? Did I love her? Did she?

But I was too sated to even think about anything for the moment. My breathing was back to normal though it was still deeper than usual. I knew I had to get up the doors were open and my parent would surely come up when they found the breakfast and lunch untouched. I looked down at my penis. It had gone where I had never gone before it had seen from up close what I had only glimpsed. Envious I gave it a slight tap with my fingers. It rolled a bit exposing a skin that was still slick with her and my juices. My fingers with a mind of their own slowly rubbed that slick spot. The slickness spread under the manipulation and I could see it slowly dissolve into the skin – just like a face cream that I used when using my hands. I brought my fingers to my nose – her smell lingered still a million times more desirable than any face cream.

I thought back how it all started. It was the Window that led me into this wonderful and confusing world of love maybe lust. And sex there was definitely sex. I thought how it had all begun.

The year was 1988. A couple of years back I had completed my schooling and was selected through very competitive exams to the computer engineering program in one of the top engineering schools of the country. My parents lived in a large three storied house. The ground-floor (well it is called ground floor in India while here it is the first » Continue Reading