|Posted by HerCuckman on Wed, 10/29/2014 - 7:42pm — HerCuckman|
It was an average overcast Saturday in the Pacific NW that I spent on one of the many home projects I had planned to someday to finish. My wife, Emily, and I bought a nice big house as our first home. We got a very good deal on it because the house needing a lot of work. The first project I did in our home was completely remodel the kitchen which I did before we moved in.
|Posted by Chrisdutch92 on Wed, 07/09/2014 - 12:55pm — Chrisdutch92|
To those who responded to my posting about my ultimate pregnant fantasy I thought I’d expand ( a good choice of words, I hope) on what I wrote. I hope everyone enjoys it.
A DAY AT THE BEACH.
“Let’s go to the nude beach!” exclaimed my lover, Maureen.
|Posted by zanzio on Wed, 06/25/2014 - 7:21pm — zanzio|
My ears twitched in frustration as I gazed at the computer screen. It was already past nine o’clock. I had stayed several hours late at work every day this week in an attempt to finish the big project we’d been working on for months. Unfortunately, as I reviewed what I had accomplished so far, it looked like I had at least one more week of late nights ahead of me.
|Posted by zanzio on Wed, 06/25/2014 - 7:30pm — zanzio|
"Honey, I'm home," Eli called out as he walked through the front door. It had been a long week, and the Siamese cat was looking forward to spending a quiet weekend with his wife. He paused for a moment to sniff the air. He could just barely detect a musky scent that seemed familiar, though his tired brain couldn't determine what it was. He shrugged and took off his coat.
|Posted by zanzio on Wed, 06/25/2014 - 7:41pm — zanzio|
Hare was a great trickster. He had outsmarted every hunter on the plains over and over again, becoming a legend in his own time among both predators and prey. It was said that no one could match his speed, no sound could escape his ears, and no one could match his wit. His mind was his greatest weapon, and he took pride in his ability to talk his way out of any situation.
|Posted by Mike328699 on Sat, 06/21/2014 - 1:54pm — Mike328699|
A Remarkable Woman
Walking alone in the deep, dark woods, a hooded and cloaked figure glides over the forest debris, not making a sound. The figure is watched by a snake and an owl. Obviously female, the figure walks towards a clearing where they await, her progress swift. Breaking through the trees, her golden brown eyes glow in the moonlight.
|Posted by Gildedtongue on Fri, 05/30/2014 - 8:41pm — Gildedtongue|
“And when these hormones are elevated and balanced within the female body, we have oestrus, or what is more commonly called 'Heat,'” Jacob Windpaw turned from the whiteboard, putting the cap back on the blue marker, addressing his students.
|Posted by black_sheep07 on Wed, 04/23/2014 - 9:12pm — black_sheep07|
As head of security for an upscale department store, I have the pleasure of watching so many daddy's girls walk through the doors with their entitlement and self-centered ways. They act like they own the place, only to bust out mommy and daddy's credit cards and pretend like it makes them better than everyone else.