Monthly Archive: September 2018

In Cathy's Kitchen

In Cathy’s Kitchen

In Cathy’s Kitchen – bob688

This is a work of fiction. Well, a part of it is fiction, anyway. I would note that the actions of our hero are not necessarily the best way to mend a

Kathryn's Awakening

Kathryn’s Awakening

Kathryn’s Awakening – Chris Hall

“Girls. This is Jennifer Kennedy, who will be joining the class today. I hope that you will all make her feel welcome.”

A hush fell upon the cla

Julie

Julie

JULIE

It was my birthday today and Julie promised something very special. She had been very busy the last days, running around in the afternoons, making telephone calls. And she

Gift Kari

Gift Kari

Gift Kari – DLBARGRILL

“I have a hair fetish.” That’s how I told my girlfriend Brig about my obsession with women’s hair. In the past, there had been problems with a couple of fr

Balderdash

Balderdash

“These are the rules of the game,” Jenny said firmly, unfolding a sheet of paper and waving it about. At almost thirteen, she was the natural born ringleader of her group. Tall for

Shearing

Shearing

THE SHEARING

Karen Werner was known on campus as the girl with the long blonde hair–reasonably so, since it hung below her waist, and she wore it in a single thick braid that fl

Sandy and I

Sandy and I

Sandy and I

I married my wife Sandy twelve years ago. We were both in our early twenties, she was 5’8″ 130lbs with a Farah Fawcet hairstyle, blonde layered, slightly past the sho

Morgan's Basketball Bet

Morgan’s Basketball Bet

Morgan’s Basketball Bet – Evil_Corvette

Morgan and Matt had always been in a sort of friendly rivalry during basketball season, always comparing individual stats along with the

She Cried Wolf

She Cried Wolf

She cried wolf By Jim B.

Connie was a gal who liked to play games with her friends, mostly when they had a few too many to drink. The games were not that off beat, simple ones wh

Conversion of Catherine

Conversion of Catherine

The Conversion of Catherine by Big Cropper

When I first met Cathy I didn’t fancy her. The 23-year-old had just arrived to be my lodger and rang the doorbell to introduce herself