“My girls!” Larry Doyle called out from the front of the locker room at the Minx Mixer Lounge. His voice was as cheerful as an off-the-shelf greeting card, and there had been a time when both of those things might have brought a warm glow to Lillith’s moo...
Strange how pure chance can change a life. If I hadn't chosen to join John in Paris for Christmas, if I hadn't flown through Denver, if I hadn't gone to the bookstore to kill time, if I hadn't seen the book on display, if I hadn't bought a copy, if I hadn...
I think I was more nervous about being the “Best Woman” for Glen’s wedding than Glen was about getting married. Which made some sort of sense, I guess. All Glen had to do that week was show up and marry the love of his life. I, on the other hand, had to p...
Our barbie had gone well with friends and neighbours chatting away, lots of wine consumed, and, of course, Stan had done us proud by doing his manly thing with the cooking. As the evening progressed, people started to come over and thank us before wanderi...
I was afraid I was becoming a slut, but Tom's tongue always made me remember why I was doing all those things. After we returned home, Tom volunteered to get the mail. Returning from the mailbox, I could tell he was excited. Here it is! It was addressed t...
I feel antsy, almost like a caged animal, as I pull my convertible into the garage. I hate feeling this way, especially since not long ago, my home was my refuge and I didn’t want to leave it. It’s confusing and I don’t understand what’s going on. I grab...
This is an adventure I had at an all nude strip club in Lansing Michigan. I am Genny In that spring that I had first met Melly, I had just over two years onthe fire department. I had been all through my training and probation,and was running on the engine...
