Chapter One: Chad and Isabella break up "TELL ME THAT YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!" A loud shriek breaks the dead of night and startles me so completely that it not only wakes me up, it also causes me to fall out of bed besides. I've fallen out of bed a few times in my life without any injury, but this time was different because I managed to bang my...
Tales of the Sexual Healers, Chapter 15, Part 2...Queen Ann Boleyn conceives a Prince (second part of Isolde meets Ann Boleyn) The morning air was very still as the Queen and I lay with our bodies intertwined. The sweet smell of baking apples simmering in sugar was wafting through the air. The Viscount and the courtier were gone, leaving sticky remains of o...
This story was written in August 2020 and it is set in August 2020. Social distance rules apply in this world. All characters are over 18. ------------------------------------------------------ "Do you ever think about that night?" I regretted it as soon as I said it. "What night?" she asked. "You know. The night we..." I couldn't say it. "Oh. That nig...
Bright lights shined on Madelynn's unblinking, glazed eyes. An explosion of kaleidoscopic colors followed. Hundreds of multicolored sparkles swirled counter-clockwise in rapidly accelerating speed. A set of flexible metallic bra and panties, a web of micro suction cups attached to robotic tentacles, and myriad sensory stimulators composed mainly of worm-like...
"Are you with anyone?" Ivy always texts me a few days before she comes into town, a courtesy. I've always answered the same way, and even broke off relationships in their infant stage to answer honestly. "No. The key's still under the mat." She's supposed to arrive early, so I leave my door accessible while I'm at work, a pretty ballsy thing to do in my "u...
Sequel time. Perhaps this should be May 2018's story instead of April's, but here we are. This is part 4 of the "Step-Mommie Dearest" series. If you haven't read its previous installments, you may wish to know: for reasons too complicated to explain, I posted the first three under their subtitles. If you'd like to read them, you'll find them under the titles...
Cynthia Ashton sat up in her bed and reached for the television remote as the credits for the 11 o'clock news scrolled across the screen. The sitcom that they reran after the news was one that the thirty-seven year old had seen so many times as to be able to recite most of the dialogue. The screen faded to black as she hit the off button and not for the fi...
Lunch: A Preview Thursday, June 9th, 2016, 1:18 p.m. "Gosh, this is a tiny salad. This'd barely fill up a bird." "Hm. Well, you can always order something else. Maybe next time you should get two and combine them." "That's a really good idea! Thanks, Lilly." "Uh-huh." ***** One day earlier: Sweet Sixteen Wednesday, June 8th, 2016, 10:12 a.m. The sum...
This is the fifth and final part of the initial book. I am adding parts as things develop with these characters. This part does a fair amount of looking back to events we've already seen, from a different perspective. Prelude The girls sounded drunk. Eileen stood in the salon's fitting room, picking up bits and pieces of a chatty-Cathy convention. From the...
"Ms. Wyman?" the receptionist called out. Jolene got up and raised her hand. "Please follow me," the receptionist instructed. Jolene walked behind her, her high heels clacking on the tile floor. She tried to straighten out her suit, feeling nervous a the possible diagnosis. The receptionist led her into an office, where Jolene took a seat in front of the...