She slipped into town, without anyone having a clue. No phone calls ahead, no planning, just a mad, impulsive decision made in the dead of night. She was waiting in the shadows as he approached, totally unaware - his mind focused on the tasks he must face when he got to work. She stepped into his path, the movement causing him to look up. Shock and disbelief crossed his face as he realized that he was not imagining this, but she was actually standing

Our friendly waiter removes our plates, and there is about a glass each of wine to finish. He senses our mood, dutifully pours the remaining Zinfandel and leaves discreetly. Irene and I gaze at each other across the table, the look of want in both our eyes. Our stomachs full, our appetite satiated, I can feel both her feet, now working their way playfully around my legs.

I work the late shift. I hate it for the most part. But there are a few perks like less traffic on the way home and I get to walk into my bedroom and watch my sexy woman sleep. Sounds weird I know, but theres nothing quite like waking her up to have sex. I tossed my coat over the back of the couch and made my way into the bedroom. There she was, laying there, the sheets barely covering her naked body. The sight of her sleeping always gets me hot.

I must be going insane. There is no other reasonable explanation. Every time I closed my eyes he was there. Standing in the recesses of my thoughts, waiting for me. What could I do? I wanted him to be there, and I didnt want him to be there. I no longer finished my assignments with precision. It would take hours to do what used to take just minutes. I was forgetting to fix meals.

Its .pm on New Years Eve and the party is swinging; everyones in good cheer or maybe "spirit" would be a more accurate description? The wine and beers are flowing freely, Tina has just spilt a champagne cocktail all down her pushed it breasts in her black wonder bra and some guy is eagerly obliging to clean it off with his tongue he pulls her top down to taste lower as her eyes roll back with the pleasure. I smile to myself as I feel someone approach behind me. "Anyone for blind mans bluff?" I here a smooth silky voice enquire, before I

Lornee led Sonji over to the bench and they sat down. She held Sonji until the crying stopped and then got a cloth from her case and dried Sonjis tears. She whispered in Sonjis ear, "Very convincing!" Sonji looked puzzled and said, "What?" Before Lornee could say anything else the judges returned and they moved in front of the desk.

You want my fantasies? You think you do. You ask me what I think about when I get myself off. Im not sure you want to know. Oh its you... its always you. Ok, its almost always you. Should I tell you about the other men that fuck me in my mind? I doubt that could be productive. Im a good girl. I dont cheat. I dont lie to you... not ever.

A collaboration between Artist and Scintillating Art: We were on the beach, a long secluded section you know about. The sun was hot, the surf crashing on the sand. We ate a picnic lunch. What a lovely sight, you eating a sandwich, the wind blowing in your hair. You wore a two piece bathing suit. After lunch you were sleepy, and you lay down on the blanket and closed your eyes.

Sheba baby, Sheba baby come along with me and let me taste a little bit of your ecstasy. Sweet lemon, foxy brown tell me what you know. Let me make you feel a bit of my chocolate flow. Ill wash and rub your feet and gently rub your toes and massage you in ways that youve never known. Ill rub your body good, Ill rub your body right to let your mind unwind without your body being tight.

She closed her eyes and felt him. His arms around her bare shoulders. His lean hard body pressed hard against hers. He had a gently way of making love... taking his time... cool and relaxed. He allowed the feeling build... gradually until it was more. He had long fingers that he knew instinctively how to stroke. He stroked her eyes, pulling her face to his and kissing her closed eyes.