The return from the West Coast trip marked a turning point for Jen. Her relationship with Wendy had changed, and the change was permanent. Firstly, on a professional level, the two women had built up a close working partnership. Jen was learning to anticipate Wendy's needs and was rapidly becoming her right hand, her indispensable aide. And it wasn't just t...
"You're starting to sound a lot like my mother, Jen" "Hey, I'm just being honest with you. You're twenty-seven and I don't think I've seen you date anyone since that creepy saxophone guy you took to prom. What was his name again?" "Jeff, and he played the bassoon. I have no idea how you mix the two up." "Yeah, whatever. Point is, it's not good to be on yo...
Please read the previous parts first to understand what is happening. Please feel free to comment and message me, I always reply. Sadiax and Graymangazer. I must keep calm. I'm frightened and close to panic, but I have to keep calm. All is total blackness, any sound I do hear is muffled, and in fact I'm not sure it isn't just in my head. I can't speak,...
The following morning as the girls lined up for stretching, Alex was on the field with a stunning beauty that nobody recognized. "Good morning ladies, this is your stand-in coach, Nadine. Coach Natasha was in an accident last night and suffered a broken jaw. It is being wired shut today and she will need a good six weeks to recover." Vick and Stacey shared...
The first thing I remember hearing in the morning was the soft chirping of birds. I lay there, unwilling to open my eyes and enjoying the warmth of the rising sun on my naked body. Farin was there, in my arms. All was right in the world. We were wrapped in the blanket, at least partially. I was on the opened end and could feel the cool breeze on my exposed a...
I wrote this story in 1999. It was one of my first attempts at erotic literature. It is purely fictional, unlike my later stories. Sweet Caroline. I will never forget the girl as long as I live. My Caroline. Just the mention of her name brings back such vivid, sweet memories. Yes, she was cruel, harsh, wicked; as bad as she wanted to be. But for every hour...
My life was changing. I had been a moderately successful fashion model who had suddenly become a minor celebrity by having my head shaved and appearing as the ancient Egyptian queen Nefertiti in a series of ads and appearances about a new cosmetic line. For a few months I was almost an object of worship for those who were fascinated by my bald head. At firs...
I knew Emm had finally finished her marathon session with Miss Sinn when, about the time the dawn hour broke, I received a text saying: 'She says my ass is the best tasting one ever. She tongues almost as well as me ... gotta go.' As she explained later that day (where did she get her energy from?) Angie and her had a lot in common, one of the things being...
Lucia's heart was in her throat as she knocked on the door. The house was bigger than she remembered, enormous and imposing, like she had to keep an eye on it. Beautiful, but mostly frightening. She'd been advised that the son had moved out years ago, but the husband was almost worse, untouchable since he'd avoided that prison sentence. She stood up straight...
Story summary: "Merry Christmas" 'Twas the night before Christmas,and throughout the dorm,not a kid in her dorm room,'cause they all had gone home. Except me, and my Christmas present to me, all tied up in a little, tiny red bow: Bella Swan. .... "Bella," I called liltingly. "Mmmf! Mmmf!" Bella cried out helplessly. I just so love it when Bella cries o...