A HELPING HAND Jodie hadn't noticed the under inflated tire as she pulled out of the gas station but a little while later as she jabbed the brakes just before a bend, she heard a dull thud and the ominous jarring sound of flattened rubber hitting the blacktop. Instinctively she lifted her foot off the brake and headed for a straight stretch of road, the car...
In this chapter we return to Mei Lin and Stevie as they go on their first date. In researching the background material for this chapter I discovered to my shock that whilst there are plenty of chicken and champagne breakfasts after a balloon flight, there's no brunch. I therefore took a little artistic license and wrote brunch into the story. Stevie rose wh...
Chapter 4 A wealthy woman submits to being a girl's pet The woman had submitted to blackmail so quickly Miranda, at first, had trouble finding ways to humiliate her. Miranda then set on a course of deliberately trying to make Geraldine feel worthless, and it had worked. The thirty-two year old woman had given her a hard time, when she came round to help ou...
Both Vivian and Anna are 18 years of age. Get reading to find out who they are! ----------- "Vivian....WAKE UP," mum screamed from downstairs. "Nooooo," I moaned into my pillow. Another year of high school. The final year of high school. I shot out of bed. "Only one more year of high school, only one more year of high school," I proceeded to sing as I g...
Curiosity is a powerful thing. I imagine her, Curiosity, as a beautiful woman, ethereal and transparent. She beckons men (and women, too, but mostly men, for some reason I think) with her curling finger. We follow her, those of us who hear her call. She smiles over her shoulder at us as she sheds her clothes, and we go with her, never minding our footsteps,...
"Wake up," I hear, smelling a hint of cinnamon and fruit. I feel a hand softly rub my shoulder with a sense of urgency. I lift my head from my desk realizing that I had fallen asleep sometime during the lecture. I look up to see my Spanish teacher, Senorita Romano, smirking down at me. Damn it, not again. "I am sorry," I murmur, "I didn't mean to, honestly....
Sitting at the massive wooden desk in my home office, I tried to focus on some paperwork I didn't finish at the construction site. Nesha had been a constant thought making it impossible to focus. Taking things slow was not apart of my general makeup. Already I was imagining long romantic walks and steaming hot sex baths together. Nesha was an expert and it s...
Please, feedback! I love hearing what the readers think, want, and feel. I write for my own pleasure, but I like to know that other people get something out of it as well. And I’d say to be gentle, but if you actually read the stories I write, you’ll know I don’t mean it. ************************************** Laurie sweeps into the store, knowing she’s al...
Part 1 – jazz music I have arranged to meet you in a pub in Islington but I've forgotten about London travel, how the connections don't all work out, how one double parked car can cause chaos and now I'm late, terrified you won't be there. I can't explain about this because you refused to give me your number even though you have mine. You can't have noticed...
How can I explain what has happened in the last day and a half? I'm not really sure I can but in an effort to maintain my sanity I will try. I mean, it is so unbelievable that I sit here and wonder if I imagined it. Then I look at the mess in my room and realize that it really, really did happen. It wasn't some fucked up dream. I am so fucking sore and I kno...