She sat in her jail cell, uncertain what to do next and where she even was. She couldn't believe it. She had been arrested. Again. She had already called her mother. Bail would be $300 cash. Her mother arrived over an hour after receiving the call. "I'm Mary Anderson. I'm here to get my daughter," explained Mrs. Anderson. "Brittany Anderson?" asked the cl...
Enlightened Descent, is a novelette that explores the relationship between two close friends. Neither was aware of the other's sexual attraction, and so it is a revelation when they discover their mutual desires. They soon learn that there are very distinct differences in the roles they wish to play however, and this leads to some very entertaining reading....
We kissed and caressed each other on the couch for a few more minutes before I lead Deb into my bedroom. "Deb, you're hair is so beautiful I adore the way it falls over those lovely tits! " I stroked her hair as she kissed me again. I hadn't been with a younger woman in a while and Deb was making me feel so young again. After a few minutes of caressing a...
Life settled down for Wanda Catron the next few months. Order, it seemed, had returned to her life at last. Her weeks were still full, but there was an exactness to that fullness. She worked at the strip club Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday nights. On Friday and Saturday, her Mistress, Anne Franklin, closed the evening with a sex act onstage with Wanda....
Katie wasn't sure which situation she'd rather be in right now; being forced to perform oral sex on this violent woman or dealing with her parents, they both sounded horrible. The cell door opened and Katie got off the bed. "Rain check," Sam chuckled. The guard grabbed Katie's arm and started to take her away. The female guard was silent as they walked, she...
*** Week Two *** I woke up Monday morning moaning and shivering. I was confused and dazed until I realized what it was -- I was just at the tail end of an orgasm. I was on my side hugging my pillow. The sheets were soaked with perspiration, my hair was clingy and wet, and I was terrified. I couldn't remember who it was, in my dream, that I had been making l...
STOP! Don’t read this until you’ve read parts one and two! You can click on my name at the top and the new page will have the entire saga all lined up for you. You’ll also be able to see some of my other brain farts. Chapter Four I-95: Next Exit, Hell Both the sunset and Baltimore’s congestion were behind her as she headed north on I-95. Laura could get i...