Ugh, why do we have to deal with Monday's? Can't we just start on Tuesday? I thought as I sat at my desk, staring at the shit hand that the start of week had dealt me. The company was replacing all of the employee laptops, and it was a rather large undertaking. I had to load our custom software in addition to all of the other programs the various employees u...
It is said that a "man's best friend is a dog." However, it can also be said that a "woman's best friend is another woman," and before the day was over, Penny would find how true this motto could be. This experience for Penny began the day she went over to her new neighbour's home next door, a basket of goodies she had bought in her hand as a greeting to th...
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: This is the seventh part of a very long story. My sincere thanks and heartfelt gratitude to all who have voted, emailed and commented on my story. Your support makes writing worth it. To all who are wondering, there are two more parts after this one. So relax, the story isn't over yet. I hope 'Finding Love' will continue be enjoyed. Comme...
Pamela Jean Armstrong stepped out of the elevator and toward the double glass doors with a purposeful strike in her step. The twenty-four-year-old blond paused for a moment as she checked her reflection in the glass, then opened the right door, stepping into the offices of Dawson, Davis and Douglas. The clock on the wall read nine fifty, but the recently p...
This is the story of Sandra. This story runs parallel to Whom You Least Expect Ch.2. She is not a saint nor demoness, she is intriguing. You may love or hate her. This is not romance, and has an element of D/s. This story should be read in order (Chapter 1 & 2 first) or it won't make much sense. Thanks to mikseventeen for editing my work. Disclaimer: All cha...
Day One Being the first to arrive, Megan had no idea when the others would show or who the others even were. Being first gave her the right to choose her own room, she assumed, but all three of the bedrooms were identical, absolutely identical, so she decided to hold off until the others arrived, in case they had a preference. Instead she explored the suite...
Hi Litsters, This is a set of disconnected vignettes about the women in Heather Franklin's life. I have written them as a separate series to distinguish them from her stories which are more closely bound to her job as a lawyer. Your votes, comments and private feedback mean the world to me, so please do not forget to leave them. Hat-tip to House MD. As...
Dee's knowledge of Jack grows, but so does her dependence on drugs, as well as her appetite for exhibitionism. It helps to read Chapter 7. Please vote and send feedback! Thanks. "Ah... Gaawwd... Jaaack!" I groaned, as he drove his cock deeply into me. It was 9:30 in the morning and we'd arrived a half-hour earlier at the hotel where he was to be the luncheo...
I had time to think on the flight to Chicago. Honestly, I had time to think because I was sitting in the economy section alone. There had only been one seat available in first class...thank goodness. So, Michael had to stress without me...although he'd already made his way back to my seat more than a few times. Mostly I was thinking about the dream I'd had...