Archive | 03.03.2010
- Yellow Ch. 02
I flipped open my Zippo, sparking it, and brought it to the tip of my cigarette. I inhaled deeply, letting the warm smoke travel through my lungs before letting it come back out in a slow exhale. There is something about cigarettes that make me feel powerful, make me feel like I am the ruler of all things, most of all my life. I live for the day I don't need them anymore.
"Camble?" I heard Mac yelling for me, but I didn't want to answer him just set, I didn't want to break this spell, I needed ... more
- Caught
Ruthie and I had been married for nearly eight years, a second marriage for both us. She is about five foot six, with black hair and lovely eyes. Some would call her a bit overweight but I saw her as voluptuous. I'm five foot eleven with a stocking build, dark hair, dark eyes, and a hairy chest. Ruthie and I enjoyed a very lively sex life and we often shared fantasies during our lovemaking. We had both talked about the possibilities of same sex encounters and while we encouraged each other neither ... more