Hi. My name is Michelle. I'm 39, single, just coming out of a four year relationship; bitch just up and left me one day. A note on the kitchen table, her things gone -- and a few of mine, thank you very much!! Sigh! Oh well. I cried for a week. Now I just go back and forth between numb and angry. Umm, you didn't start this story to hear about my trials and t...
Chapter 03: Test Day Six o'clock the next morning there was a clatter downstairs. Someone else was inside the house, moving things around rather noisily. Sharon's eyes snapped open. She tried to focus them as she sat up and looked around, totally disoriented. Then she remembered where she was, looking around frantically for Lillian, spying her, still aslee...
Verity swung her board hard left to avoid the jagged rocks. She was so used to surfing this stretch of beach, that she now did it almost without conscious thought. Even so, she wiped out as the wave, the board, and her balance all disagreed at once on how much was too much. When her head broke the surface of the water, she kicked out powerfully with her long...
Author's Notes: I want to thank all of those who have messaged me with their wishes for my continued writing. It means a lot when you want to write, but can't. I was able to squeeze a day of writing in, and this is what came out. Counter to what the name implies, this is not part of the Halloween writer's contest. Thanks again for all your support and enjoy....
I have used italics as a way to differentiate between past and present thoughts. Part One: Reflections of a painful past. -When I told my father I would be following in his footsteps by joining the military he wrote me a letter telling me how proud he was of me and giving me some advice from his service experiences. The most important piece of advice h...
They say you should 'write what you know'. The setting for most of this story is the environment that I work in. Apologies if I use some jargon that you've never heard of (I've tried to explain most of it). Google is probably your friend :P If you're expecting a stroke story, stop right now and hit the 'back' button. This has a slow start, but the payoff i...
Restlessness had been my constant enemy for years, despite the meetings,deals to broker , drugs , guns and stolen cars I moved , even with all that on top of a legitimate shipping business to run you would think I could curb it . No matter what I tried, the restlessness would overtake me and I would go on pure instinct to satisfy it. I had been in the lovel...
"I want to taste you," he said, the words wrapping around me like a warm mist. "I want to suck your warm, sweet juices until you scream for more. I want to make you beg...and then I'm going to plunge deep inside of you, plundering your wet, sexy body until you can't breathe...until you can't think." My eyes widened, my body beginning to prickle. His words,...
The question hung in the air of the loft like a big annoying, slightly under filled helium balloon. But instead of saying 'happy birthday', it said something quite different. "So, sisters huh?" Ava sat on the chair, legs crossed, sipping her coffee and looking every bit the naked sexy woman she looked like earlier. Except now she had asked a question I ce...
A/N: Another story featuring submissive Sarah and her Mistress, Rebecca, from my earlier stories "The 14th Anniversary", "My beautiful Sub" and "Choosing Corner Time". It takes place a few weeks after Sarah received her permanent collar from her Mistress, about seven months after their first meeting. Note on the timeline. "The 14th anniversary" and "My beau...