A geeky strip club patron discovers private dances don’t have happy endings. In “The Price of Lust or An Empty Wallet,” a nameless man tells his tale, a momentary obsession and the price he paid. Drawn in by the seductive allure of a mysterious stripper, he willingly succumbs to her charms, only to find himself falling deeper into a lustful temptation with no release. As she manipulates him to part with all he has, he is left with an empty wallet and a boatload of regret. A of desire and desper
Coming of Age in 1960s NZ. My Father's much younger bother advised, supported, and mentored me through adolescence. He shared the knowledge and insights from his own experience to ease my transition from guilt ridden and fumbling ignorance to a life any teenager would envy. The lessons I learned from Frank still stand me in good stead sixty years later. This is the story of my adventures with my third real girlfriend.
This is a story of interracial lesbian sex, of domination and control without the paraphernalia that goes with the routine found in most literature of this genre. I hope it meets with expectations. As a good friend of mine once remarked, the voting system is okay, but a better rating would be number of orgasms provided by a story. If that is to be the new criterion, I hope you are able to achieve ten or more 😃. This was my first story and was first published on another site in 2011.