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HE SAID, SHE SAID. This is based on a misunderstanding. I wasn't sure whose perspective to tell it from, so settled for both. The main characters don't understand exactly what's happening, but the readers do. Apologies for the OTT allergy reaction. But it could happen, so in my fiction it does. "I wouldn't make love with him, like I do with you." Eileen said. "It would be pure sex. You know, physical rather than emotional." "I know," replied Doug. "you told me, and I believe you. But I'm still not convinced I like the idea. I don't think I'd get an erection, watching you having sex with another man. And I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be interested in hearing all about it afterwards." "Wow!" she laughed. "This is a breakthrough! Not so many years ago you were reluctant to even discuss such a thing. Now you're saying 'pretty sure' and 'I don't think'. I do believe I'm gett

RED CLAY SUMMER In 1998, Declan was twenty-eight and teaching tennis at the Conde Monsanto Country Club in Viña del Mar, Chile. A year earlier he had been doing engineering work in the Bolivian salt flats, a quick but well-paying job for the Inter-American Foundation. A friend suggested they do a quick tour of Chile before heading back to Missouri and he gladly tagged along. The others left after a week, as scheduled. Declan postponed. Then he made friends at the beach and postponed further. He had nothing pulling him home, not by his standards of "urgent". He wanted to squeeze the orange dry before leaving, but he'd find out on a weekly basis that the thing remained juicy. The Conde was not the biggest or the fanciest club in the city, as it was tennis-centered and lacked a golf course. Clients were folks who didn't go as far as to require the opulence of the Granadilla or the Club Naval, but upper middle class nonetheless, some with company-assigned personal drive

Jason and Stacy are longtime friends from college that we still see on a regular basis. Stacey is a sexy brunette with a perfect set of tits and a shapely ass. She reminds me of Rose from the sitcom "Two and a Half Men", and is known in our friend circle as the girl that gets drunk quickly and becomes extremely friendly. Despite her overt flirting, she has never been one to sleep around, and we all took turns keeping her from waking up covered in cum through the years. She hooked up with Jay after college and they were married soon after. Jay is a tall and strikingly handsome man who was the "player" of our group before he got married. We both benefited greatly from working the door at the same bar to make ends meet during school, and experienced our share of drunken and willing women there (but that's another story). Both Keri and I have suspected recently that they were "losing steam", so to speak, in the bedroom. We invited them over for drinks an

Chapter 49 - Better Choices Charlene blinked in shock, and then hopped up and snatched the contract and marriage certificate away from Gabriella and started flipping through the pages until she found what she was looking for and cried, "Aha!" "Jason! No matter what mother says," Charlene said triumphantly as she wagged the sheaf of papers at Fornasia, "Do not have sex with her unless you absolutely want her as your wife. Until you do, you still have the option to have the marriage annulled!" Fornasia closed her legs and turned on her side seductively as she purred, "I saw how you were staring at me as I walked up to the house, Jason Galdren, I know you find me attractive. I also know that you like older women, or you wouldn't have gotten your mother and older sisters pregnant." "How do you know about that," Jason growled, "That is private family business..." "Please," Fornasia purred smugly, "I am your wif

The Zoya Remnant were making their way back to the edge of the Solar System back to square one. There was nothing but silence and grief, their Supreme Leader was dead and so was Lady Helga. Bernkastel has some difficulty controlling Royal. Lieutenant Moses flies beside her, his red monoeye turn towards her, "Lieutenant Wheat, is everything ok?" "I'll manage." "Was that doll really important?" "Yes." "That light coming from the Gundam, what was it?" "So you saw it? Not many have that privilege. That was my trump card, it can only be fired once and then it takes twelve hours to recharge." "What?!" "Yes. It's very powerful...cough, cough, cough." "Are you sure you're fine?" "Sorry, I'm really drained. Whoa!" Royal was wobbling left and then right. "Land on the Sheba." "But!" "I'll take over holding that doll." "Thanks Lieutenant."