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Background: This story was written five years ago and it was the first story I wrote in English. Moreover it was the first story that I ever posted to the Internet. It was posted to alt.sex.stories in July 1999 (after much lurking around until I dared to do it) and reposted one year later. If you Read more

I got a phone call from Kelly, asking me to come down to Boston and play a St. Paddy's Day gig with him at an Irish bar. "I can hear all the drunken singing I want to up here," I told him. "Even a quiet Vermont college town has Irish pubs on St. Paddy's Day." "But there's going to be a real Irish Read more

The bar was smoke filled and dingy, but did nothing to dissuade the handsome stranger who waded confidently through the mobs of local men and women, to finally find a place and lean against the bar. His piercing blue gaze swept through the room making contact here and there with the women in the Read more

The street was in darkness, the well-kept gardens shrouded in shadows, in the darkness an even darker figure slipped through the night and disappeared into one of the houses through a rear window. Not a sound was to be heard, no dogs barking or house alarm to warn the surrounding houses that a Read more

Helen looked up from the papers she was shuffling at the kitchen table when Mandi walked in. The fact that Mandi had stayed out until after 11:00 p.m. indicated that either the dance had gone remarkably well, or Mandi had hid out somewhere and would try to bluff through a fictional description of Read more

Tara got out of the bath, the bubbles sliding down her slick, wet, well proportioned, body as she reached for a towel. Patting her face dry then running the soft fluffy towel over her arms, down across the full swell of her breasts and across her flat stomach. Spreading her legs she pushes Read more

Walking home, engrossed in each other, as they had been, the onset of the summer rain shower caught them by surprise. Gentle at first they hadn't bothered to hurry, then the clap of thunder announced a new intensity. Still holding hands had they been younger they might have broken into a run. Given Read more

The man I have been paired with for the last three years and I have a problem. Recently we have been assigned to produce another child, but have been having little success. Doctors say there is nothing physiologically wrong with either of us and that we should just 'keep trying.' We want to do our Read more

I must hurry and get this all down on paper before it's too late. I am trying to organize my thoughts as I write, and I just hope someone out there will understand me. I am writing this chronicle not for my benefit for I will not be here to enjoy it, no, I write this for the human world. Maybe the Read more