Abnormally Great

Great was in rare form. I overheard a very attractive woman I’d seen when I first arrived ask him, “Why do your friends call you Great?” He smiled. “Well I’m glad you asked. I’m the type that likes to get right down to business. My name describes me, straight out. If it’s got anything to do with me, its great, and you need greatness in your life. Everyone needs greatness.” I was moved. Great contained his normal hideous laugh and simply smiled and stared the surprised woman in the eyes. She hesitated,

The Protagonist Exposed

The house is silent now. The war climaxed and ended in this room a few hours ago. I’m awake, brooding over what happened. Lying here in my bed with a beautiful but strange woman sleeping soundly next to me, totally naked and uncovered, is a wild sensation. She is absolutely gorgeous. Brazilian bronze skin, fine long hair and amazing legs, her clothes are strewn all over my mirror-waxed hardwood floor as if they were torn from her body by gale force winds. I have a penchant for cleanliness, but some exceptions do obtain. Where things fell once we reached this room and tore into each other earlier is not important. Her breasts rise and fall with her breathing and I can’t help my arousal, one because its manifestation is a reliable early morning phenomenon and two because I have a compelling object.

Meet the Greens

[Successful Love]

“See here. Look in my refrigerator. I don’t buy anything that don’t require cooking. That way, my husband stays healthy ‘cause he can’t just come in here and get a bag of something filled with grease, fat, preservatives and God knows what else! He’s not eating anything I don’t cook. He doesn’t like the grocery store, so I only have to worry about him eating junk from the gas station or from some drive through, but he doesn’t do that because I make sure he has healthy snacks in his truck that’ll keep him full till he gets home in the afternoons. And you know Mr. Green is a man of his word, so if he says to me that he won’t buy from the convenience store and he won’t stop at the McDonald’s, then he won’t.” Mrs. Green was in her mid fifties and Mr. Green was nearly sixty. They had been married for more than thirty-five years and

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