Graham and Chelsea went for walks often. They had been together for around eight or nine years and they found that going out for walks at the weekend was the only way they could really become sexually stimulated. They would screw each other outdoors wherever they went. Chelsea had been the instigator of it all, Graham was quite happy to sit in front of the T.V and watch other people do it instead. On this particular, eventful day they had decided on the local woodland walk shag, one they had done many times before… Continue reading
Need a Lift?
Dan drove to work every morning, six mornings a week. He knew he should walk because he only worked on the other side of town, and particularly so because of the planet and all, but he was just too knackered. He worked thirteen hour days most of the time and to walk to work would add an extra half an hour at the beginning and end of each day. He blamed the buses so he didn’t look too environmentally unfriendly. He said they should be more frequent and cheaper, “then everyone would ride on them,” he would say. Who was he kidding, he knew the same as everyone else, that people had become too selfish and insular to give up their last bastion of solace – the car! His car wasn’t too unfriendly though, it was one of those little ones that looked the same as every other car of its size on the road these days, regardless of make or model; individuality and motoring were certainly no longer related… Continue reading