They had agreed to meet, but he never showed up. Maybe he had simply forgotten, or maybe he wasn’t as thoughtful as she had hoped. While she waited, her mind wandered, and she started to imagine ways she could show her disappointment. Her thoughts drifted so far that she even wondered if she should never have given him a chance at all. In the end, it didn’t really matter, because it was only in her imagination.

Must be nice to be a cyborg. You set your body to instant orgasm and you don't need anything else. It's different for us regular people. Constant stress, family worries, loans, mortgages, geopolitical conflicts, and bad neighborhoods all take a steady toll. It is so difficult for the common woman to achieve carnal satisfaction at times. However, with the availability of small electronic aides, nothing is impossible. And when the beloved husband goes off the rails and devotes the evening only to you, the life begins to sparkle with new colors.

I haven't had sex in like six hours. My crotch is burning, and my pussy is begging for something thick and hot! Get ready, boys, your mistress is on the hunt! And don't you dare say no to me. I am the warden of this prison! This place is gonna smell like my pussy! And if I tell you to do something, you must do it right away. And don't worry, I've never had a dissatisfied person in my penitentiary.

In the grand mosaic of life, even the janitor at the theater is entitled to her 15 minutes of fame. She spends her days cleaning up after the performances, her presence often unnoticed as the spotlight shines on the actors. But fate has a way of leveling the playing field. Our heroine has an unexpected encounter with an “angel” – a wealthy patron of the arts whose generosity keeps the theater alive. This chance meeting is more than a brush with fortune; it’s a catalyst for change. The angel sees something in her that no one else has, a spark, perhaps, or a hidden talent waiting to be unearthed. Suddenly, the stage isn’t just for the performers but for her too. And just as she starts to savor her moment in the spotlight, something unexpected happens that threatens to unravel it all…

Why are people so attracted to abandoned buildings and humming empty corridors? Because the real primal fear allows you to touch the basics of nature, the dawn of time, the era when almost any fairy tale sooner or later turned out to be true. In the corridors of this ominous building, a rift opened up that brought me, a hungry and very lustful succubus, into your world. Will you welcome me as I eagerly crave to be accepted?

Carpe diem. I mean, seize the day by the balls. Yeah. What's the problem? Stop playing! Dear diary, I'm sick and tired of those disgusting people's two-facedness. On the street, they trying to be holier-than-thou. But when the sun goes down, they take off their masks and run to the nearest brothel for a vacation from their families! I absolutely refuse to live like everyone else. Ever since I admitted my nymphomania, I can breathe easier. I've already had sex three times today. But those losers came too fast. Well, let's see what the writer I met in the country club library can do. Pants off, honey!

Destiny… For some, this word means following one's imaginary purpose, and for others, it means irreversibility. I did not choose my life. As soon as I was born, my abuela began preparing me for whatever had in store for me... not fate, but powers most mortals cannot imagine. It was time to change from the abode of shadows to real life. It is time for osculum infame. The clock has struck, and I must remember everything I've trained my little butthole to do.

Angels do not live only in heaven. They are invisibly present near people, listening to their thoughts and guiding their actions, encouraging and comforting them in moments of despair. And if a person gets into trouble, they pull him out of the depths of darkness. But do not think that everything will turn out with pink sorcery or a wave of a magic wand. Angels have their own methods of influence on lustful beasts, which we are proud to call humans…