There can only ever be one woman in my heart, and this is dedicated to her. MK Buzzing neon night in the city that never sleeps. Car lights streaking along the byways, and a symphony of noises and smells rising from the 24 hour hustle of the sidewalk. Sirens ring through the night air as gradually, the sequence of lights being turned on and off in the skysc...
Book 1. Chapter 1. As I boarded the overnight flight for San Francisco, my mind went back to the good old days when I used to work as a flight attendant for 'Trans-World', before I took up writing full time. I wondered if I would see any of the old crew that I used to know. I kind of missed the action, but did okay in my new field, and it's surprising, ho...
This is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Since this is the beginning I thought I would begin with a confession of sorts. What follows is a true story. Wry smile. I should know since it happened to me. I admit to being embarrassed, at first, about it all. However, another, once...
Sunday - February 26, 2006 Author's note: This is the last day of a vacation that turned a ten-year fantasy into reality. It is taking place on a plane from Jamaica to Minneapolis Minnesota. What else do the stars have for me the remaining few hours? If you have already read previous chapters, then you have a hint. This is a continuation of a party started...
Summary: White woman submits to a dominant black woman at crash pad. Note: This is dedicated to the REAL David and the REAL Erin who this story is about...which is a "based on real events" type of story. Thanks to: MAB7991, Richard, and goamz for their editing of all my stories. ***** The past few days had been a whirlwind that ended up with me in Mi...
The Air Force had been a good experience for me. I finished as a lieutenant and did 4 tours in the Mid-East, flying huge cargo planes and followed a career track to become one of the youngest female pilots in an international airline. I grew up in the mid-west a shy girl with loving parents. My real name is Wanique, but I wanted to be called Wanda which is w...
Helen Davison walked into the main concourse of the airport and headed purposefully for the check-in area. She was quite an attractive woman with deep hazel eyes, rounded cheek-bones, a button nose and full lips. She wore her long, blonde hair loose and it hung below her shoulders. She wore a well tailored, black trouser suit, a dark purple blouse and on he...
It had been an evening straight out of a romance novel, Miranda Wagner thought to herself. Seated in the back of a stretch limousine with a crystal champagne flute in her hand, Miranda admired her professionally manicured nails as well as the sparkling diamonds and pearls adorning her wrists, ears and sleek neck. As her mysterious man of the evening filled...
The flight was made longer by the fact that a week had passed without any release. As close as I may feel to my sister, she is a very light sleeper. She would have heard even the change in my breathing in that little guestroom we shared at my parents' house. To make matters worse, the rest of the family had the entire visit scheduled to the last minute. Ten...
Oh, I just can't believe it! I'm an airline stewardess and have a layover in New Orleans and all the others of the flight crew only wanted stay at the Hotel and get a good night sleep. So here I am at a strip club, by myself, thinking that maybe I could get a little girl action, but that stripper was just using me as another customer! Maybe it's the drinks,...