Disclaimer: This story is not meant to be realistic, and is based purely on my fantasies. The first part of this story was my first submission to this website, and I am open to suggestions for how to make your reading experience better. If you have suggestions, feel free to contact me. Hope you enjoy! ***** Laney spent the night at Karlee's house, and was...
When I blew out my knee, I collapsed into a pile of immobility. The pain was not the excruciating, horror scream kind that I always envisioned. Everything felt loose and I was unable to support my weight. I had to be helped off the court by a couple of my teammates. That quickly, my season was over. Surgery to scope out the knee was recommended. I had to wat...
Chapter Two: First Date Hey A, I'm running late. Feel free to order. Sorry sorry sorry. - S It's no problem. Thanks for letting me know. My lateness was entirely self-inflicted. I'd been nervous all day, trying to work out how to navigate the minefield in which I now found myself, and so I'd been procrastinating until at last my fear of lateness overcame...
This is not a true story. It is based on a partial description from a friend, with names change to protect the innocent. While the story did not take place, "Jane" confided in me that if she had not been working early and had been able to drink to her heart's content at the wedding here, she might have been drunk enough to make this story a reality. I was ca...
In Chapter 5 I jumped 18 years from the end of Chapter 4 to concentrate on Sarah's daughter Michelle. I am conscious there is a gap in the lives of Julie & Sarah and this chapter fills in some of the missing time. I have started from the end of chapter 5 and have used 'flashback.' ***** Michelle woke in the guest bedroom and for a brief moment was disori...
For awhile I just lay half-awake, with no awareness except pure sensory relaxation. I coast along the sea of waking, slowly emerging back into the real world. I feel warmth, and then I become aware of the sound of a fan. I sigh mentally as I tip the first hill of the inevitable rollercoaster that is a hangover -- yep, ouch, there's the blasting headache. It...
It had been the busiest, strangest, of days and despite dozing for ages at the side of the old quarry, we were both very quiet that evening, very much at peace with the world. Debbie cooked something which she gave a, to me unpronounceable, name – Vietnamese, she assured me – which tasted divine. Our vodka consumption was limited to a couple of small glasses...
Not quite satisfied with my rest, I'm awoken by the chug-chug of Kira's motorbike as she slowed on the road to come through the gates and into the driveway. Before I am properly conscious and able to collate everything, my nose picks up the sweet smell of honey overlaid with apples and pears... Matsui! Oh fuck! My eyes flip open faster than the shutters shoo...
I could barely sit still - that steamy scene in the romance novel had me so excited that even the cushion under me seemed like an intimate caress. Lin and I had been doing sleepovers since before we had breasts. (She's reading over my shoulder and just said "I still don't," looking down her chest with a fake pout. Trust me, she does.) Last thing at night, o...
Charlene's friends arrived about half an hour before the package came. Kumiko was the first to ring the doorbell at Charlene's parents house. Her smile was radiant and the girls hugged and kissed on the cheek. They had been close friends the previous school year but had not seen each other over the summer. Charlene had a round face and was of average height...