Oven

Sensual Robert In the far future Earth has been at work with the Insectoids, an alien race that lives in the Gamma Ceti star system 10 light years away. The space war has cost 100 million lives and the Earth alliance is on the brink of disaster. Earth and its citizens may have to surrender to the Insectoids, ending mankind’s freedom and the beginning of our enslavement. A last minute negotiation has ended the war and a truce between Earth and the Insectoids was ratified. The last remaining details must be completed on the Insectoid home world followed by a celebration and special feast. ...

The headlights shined on the darkened walls of the complex as a black BMW sedan drove up. It quickly drove around to the back loading bay. A woman stepped out of the car. She was in her late thirties. Her face a combination of strength and beauty. She was wearing a long black coat and leather gloves, the same shade as her curly hair. She quickly looked around. This industrial part of town usually emptied out after 5 o’clock but just to be safe she chose the dead of night to arrive. Seeing that she was alone she walked around to the back of the car and opened the trunk. She stared down at her cargo. A fit, red-headed girl in her early twenties, nude, blindfolded, her legs in irons and her hands cuffed behind her back. Her head darted around as she strained to hear her surroundings. This was Ruby ...

It was a cool summers evening, a light breeze wafting the smell of barbequed meats and the sound of music through the air. I sipped my beer from the plastic cup as I wandered through a huddle of people. It was busy. At least thirty people had turned up for tonight’s barbeque. Several smaller barbeques were well underway, cooking burgers and hot dogs. But in the centre of the field, a large clay oven was slowly being put together, being prepared for tonight’s main event. I gazed at it for a while, watching the guys put it together and smirked to myself. I wandered back towards the other guests. I knew just a few of the people here and greeted and shook hands with as many as I recognised. Then I saw her. Just a quick glimpse, so I casually made my way through the crowd to get closer. It was definitely her. I drew closer, eager to speak to her. ...

Georgia was certain her boyfriend had been cheating on her and decided to follow him as he was on his way out one evening. He’d only ever say he was meeting up with some friends and was always reluctant to give anymore details. Every Thursday, the same vague explanation and then he was gone until the early hours of the morning. But this time she was following him, expecting him to arrive at some pretty young girls house. Intent on catching him out. She crept along some distance behind him, trying to be as covert as she could. Creeping down the road, ducking behind a bush or a tree every now and then to ensure if he were to glance around, she wouldn’t be seen. She followed him for nearly twenty minutes. Then he was on his way up to an unassuming house. She drew closer to get a good look as he approached the door. Her heart sank as the pretty girl opened the door and ushered him inside. ...

Adele batted his hand away. “Hey! Stop that.” He put his hand back on her tit. He had his other hand in her hair, holding her head as he kissed her, a teeth grinding kiss. “Jesus Andy!” He fumbled the buttons on her blouse, tugged at the thin fabric. “Never done it here before. Done it everywhere else but here, baby. This is gonna be something you never forget.” She wasn’t wearing a front-clasp bra. She always wore that bra for him. He wrapped his arms around her, slipped the catch, slid his hands under the cups, squeezed her tits - hard. ...

Maggie glanced at her schedule. “Shit!” They’d cancelled one of her 300s and none of the others was available. “This sucks. This really sucks!” If she could have taken a full load of courses, she could have avoided summer school this year, maybe taken a trip abroad. She checked the 300 level courses again, then, for the hell of it, checked the 400s. All of them required prerequisites except one: Culinary 403 - Regional Exotics. “With the advent of eco-touring, travelers are finding themselves in some of the most remote places on earth. Part of the draw is to experience the local cuisine. While the tourists may not want to sleep in mud huts and chow down with the natives, as a chef you can provide authentic, local delicacies to your patrons. Click here for full description and syllabus.” ...

series continued from part 3 The Gourmet Club - An Evangelical Meal Danny Potter, was born at dawn on born March 15, 1980. When the Doctor spanked his baby butt to get him breathing Danny’s baby screams could be heard throughout the one story hospital. “He’s going to be a fine preacher,” so said his mother, along with his father who were day laborers. They were both fervent participants in the local Assemblies of God congregation. ...

series continued from part 2 The Gourmet Club - Pete’s Story Pete was a good looking, healthy man. However that didn’t help him at all. Not in getting a steady job, a girlfriend or just getting laid. The only thing he did have was a place to live and even that he had to pay by the week. He even once entered a business that advertised Tarot Readings. The medium did a three card spread and told him that soon he would find the way to serve a lot of people. ...

I still remember the moment very clearly. We had just finished entertaining one of my boyfriends work mates (lets call him Bill) over a few beers and a game of the footy on the Tele. It had been a great afternoon, my fella has quite a few interesting friends, and I really liked this guy too. Actually, we’d gotten to know him very well ever since the day we had met, he was the guy who had arrested me the day ‘I got burnt at the stake’, and I always suspected that he was pretty well willing to try absurd or far out things. Little did I know then how far he would go to help a friend, or how well he would really get to know me. ...

It had been six months since Kerry Ann and Carol had Paul for dinner. They had talked about the butcher business and that Kerry Ann was thinking about acquiring a partner. One of Kerry Ann’s customers had a job of building outdoor ovens. In payment for several future dinners, James built her a oven the largest oven in his career. The front door even had a window in it so at a party people could watch the long pig being roasted. ...