Message-ID: <17394eli$9811192045@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: alpcherry1@my-dejanews.com Subject: If only he wasn't Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <72nlce$1sd$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> Just reading through some of the stories. I have tried to write stories before, but they do not seem to come out right! This is a semi-true story. Comments or requests for more can be sent to the e-mail above. Thankx! Standard disclaimer (though i think it is BS! Have a nice day) "Memories, Like the corners of my mind" More like in the middle, right after I close my eyes, to play for me when I try to close my mind. The stolen touches, cautious glances, the few choice words delivered in front of others. The separations from the group, passionate kisses that seek to consume our very beings. His tongue, Oh, his tongue, Flicking around, seeking its first penetration, gently teasing... "We shouldn't be doing this, there is nothing wrong with this, I need to get back, I just want to fuck you, I have never cheated on my wife, You have so much to lose, I don't want to hurt you, we shouldn't be doing this' All under ten minutes. All in darkness. All secretive, hidden from the others, our kisses stolen, our time brief, out lives parted. If only he wasn't married. -----------== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==---------- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----