this is my first solo attempt at writing for submission. An arm went around my shoulder and I heard the loud words, "Hi, beautiful.", in my ear. Startled, I looked not to my left to see who it was, but rather across the little round laminated table at my friend, Sandra, whose face looked like she had just seen a spider running across my forehead. Sandra is...
Author's note: This is the fifth part of a very long story. Please remember that it is a work of fiction. My sincere thanks and heartfelt gratitude to all who have voted, emailed and commented on my story. Your support makes writing worth it. There has been a lot mixed feelings about where this story has gone so far however I am truly grateful to all of yo...
This is adult material, and as such, no person under the age of 21 has my permission to read it. This is a continuation of the story of Ann's discovery of her sexuality. This project started as a character study, but the characters told me who they are and really told the story themselves. * * * * * "It's your neighbors from down the street. The ones you...
The wagon drew down its speed as the convoy neared the Cimarron River and the party saw the rushing rapids that would make the crossing difficult. It was one more obstacle on their arduous westward journey that seemed to never reach the destination in this gigantic land. They were destined for Arizona, yet at this time they were still driving through the I...
-1- "Samantha, I can see Miss Collins driving down the road, you'd better get on down here." Sami gritted her teeth at being called Samantha; why can't her mother get it through her head? "Okay, momma, I'll be down in just a sec, okay?" Miss Collins, Sami's high school art teacher, was giving Sami a lift to a new life; the life of a college freshman at...
The winds outside blew strongly. The tree branches lashed out against the siding on the back side of the house. Marte put coffee grinds into the coffee pot and turned it on as she waited for her two best friends to arrive. The storm outside brought cooler weather into the area. The autumn winds blew out of the east. Marte heard car doors shutting outside an...
The night was unusually hot for Northern California. Even in the air-conditioned cruiser, heat radiating up from the black asphalt left ripples in the distant headlights. Fortunately, the heat had not brought its usual companion: people acting crazy. Indeed, the night was especially quiet on the latter part of the last shift (according to briefing) and was a...
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE (June 2004) Heather was awake but afraid to open her eyes. For a long, long time she lay still, pondering over three of life's great mysteries. What happened? Where am I? Why haven't I got a hangover? The answer to the third question was easy. That lucky metabolism of hers rarely did hangovers. She wasn't totally immune, but she cer...
Summer gave way to autumn. The back garden was covered in leaves and James was always saying he'd rake them up but he never did. He was pleased because we were having more sex than usual. He joked that having a baby had clearly made me randy. He made a lot of stupid jokes and sometimes I toyed with the idea of telling him – of letting slip that I had shagg...
This is the 1st part of a story about a Muslim woman's reluctance to accept lesbian temptation. The story starts slow, with no sex content until Part 2. ********** Does promiscuity increase fertility? Or does love? Perhaps it seems obvious? Does boredom in monogamy, or lack of adventure actually inhibit pregnancy? I consider myself a Scientist, and a Doct...