Tears streaked Katie's face as she stood holding the little book in the middle of her small, college dorm room. It was the cloth-covered diary of her teenage years, adorned with a rainbow and unicorn. The trifles she adored in adolescence now cruelly mocked her. She came across it while packing her things in a cardboard box. She couldn't resist opening the...
Smokey Saga #75: "Squeal II: The Art Of The Sequel" ***** The consensus re: the original story "The Art Of The Squeal" (Saga #63) was that a sequel indeed be in order. So while it may have taken me a while to get around to it, here it is. If you liked the playful bondage and torment elements in the original, I'm sure you'll be fond of and pleased with this...
As always, please don't even consider reading this story unless you are over the age of eighteen. This story contains explicit lesbian sexual situations. ***** The cute girl stared at me while I was naked in the locker room shower. She watched every move I made, it seemed, and vulgarly licked her lips, and creepily smiled. I had never been ogled by another...
This is a quick excerpt from a novel I am working on. I hope it is not confusing. Enjoy! * * * * * "Hello?" Lily said into the receiver. "Hey, this is Raine." "What's up girl?" Lily greeted, the smile evident in her voice. She was pleased Palmer's girlfriend had called. She wanted the opportunity to get to know her so she could see if her brother had fou...
Who was she? That's the question I've been asking myself for the last several months. Everyday that I drive to work, I pass this mystery woman going the opposite direction. The area I live in is in a rural part of the U.S. My drive to work consists of travel on 2 lane highways and old county back roads. I live in a smaller town with a population of about 1...
The story is a slow build and the sex is a little bit near the end. *************************************** Honestly, if I never went back to my home town again, I felt it would be no loss whatsoever. It held few good memories for me. When I graduated from high school, I left for college and never returned, not even for summer vacation. I got summer jobs i...
Gayesha stood outside the Headmistress' office door at the Miss Jones' Academy from which she received a full scholarship to attend and finish her twelfth year of education because, although, she was beautiful, very intelligent, and had great potential to go far in the world, she lived in the small, rural town of Ratnapura, Sri Lanka, where her dad eked out...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Allison's Addiction" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Anon140 in order to create this story. If you like this story, he should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. * * * * * My name is Allison, and I...
Publication of any and all trademarks contained herein are not authorized by, associated with, nor sponsored by the trademark owners. ~~~ Chapter 6: The First Day of Pledging: The Sisters catch the pledges off guard. ~~~ Sierra sat in her bedroom, reclining in her chair, her legs propped up on top of her desk. She had her phone cradled between her ear a...
Chapter Fifty-Three My weekend after the Aberdeen trip was a quiet one. I got back to Skipton early Saturday afternoon and, due to my nerdish nature, went straight in to work. And worse confessions are yet to come: on Sunday I was swotty all day as well as nerdish. My excuse is that by then I was into the final furlong of my academic career. Yes, my blitzk...