"Sergeant Lori Parker?" I snap forward in my seat. The voice is the first sound I've heard while sitting alone in the waiting room. Fidgeting with a sealed folder in my hands, I look up at the nurse standing over me. She's an older woman with graying hair and a sour demeanor. I can practically feel her gaze burning holes into my skull - she's scrutinizing...
(This is chapter 18 of a series, it will make a lot more sense if you read them in order) The Darkness I woke up and I was warm and very comfortable. I opened my eyes and looked around. I was lying on a stone floor with tall walls all around me. I sat up. The walls looked like they were made of stones all stacked on top of each other. I looked around and t...
Author's Note: This is an alternative historical piece, focusing on an Amazonian Empire that rose into power instead of Rome. I had fun with it, and tried to take a lot from history, but some stuff I certainly had to change (naming conventions was a big one) just to fit. So there will certainly be some inaccuracies. I do hope you all enjoy. Also do note the...
© Sappholust 2019 The sound of the slap of his large hand against my face was one of the worst sounds I'd experienced in my eighteen years. My dad was a drunk. He'd already just about killed my Mom, my older brother had left home only a few weeks ago after my older step-sister Brooke was hurt even worse than I was by this monster of a parent. The night he k...
At twenty seven and as my mother's only daughter I was under constant pressure, not all of it subtle, to produce darling grandchildren she could coo over while she was 'still on this earth'. This was invariably accompanied by a hand to her throat as if to imply that any day now she might stop being as strong as a horse and go to her reward. I did wonder if t...
Preamble. Hi, and thank you for choosing my story. I hope you will enjoy it. If you do, please be kind enough to give a score at the end. This helps me to gauge the popularity of my work. - If I may - I usually like to suggest, one star each for: Composition & Use of Vocabulary, Readability, Plot, Drama or Humour, and of course Sexual Content (because...
A bit about me before I start and hope you read my previous stories where I met Nirosha, a hot 18 year old girl with an awesome body and personality and then her friend Jane. I am Shani and I am 30. I live in Sri Lanka and I am single. I dark complexioned and 5 feet 10 inches which is unusual for a Sri Lankan girl. I have 34D cups which is one of my strong...
Nina: Shall I do the introduction, or do you want to do it? Samantha: Go ahead, little rabbit. Samantha: And do it well. The hairbrush is waiting. Nina: I'll be good. Nina: Hello readers! Samantha: Yes, hello again. Nina: It's been months and months and months, now, since Mittens came out. Samantha: You shouldn't remind them of that. Nina: Ow Nina:...
It was New Year's eve; 31st December is cold in New Delhi, India but if you know the right people - and sometimes even if you don't - it can be a wild and fun evening. But for me it wasn't. It was cold alright, but I sat alone in the company guesthouse - a three bedroom sprawl in one of the city's upscale localities - drinking dark rum mixed with warm water...
Adrienne was new to the city, and didn't know anyone. After a few weeks of stifling solitude, she had decided to visit the local equivalents of her old haunts. Part of her hoped that the city would change around her, spitting out her old friends and familiar environs. The corner pub had been nearly deserted, and it was hard to make new friends at the mall, s...