This story is a slower burner than the first two chapters. It shifts the plot in response to some personal comments to the author, so less 'wam bam' more 'thank you ma'am'. lol. So, at the end of Part 2 of this story, Clarissa had released Jessica from the humiliating ritual she claimed the group had enforced upon her. IN this chapter, Clarissa recounts the...
The First Photo Shoot Lizzy was aware that Cate liked to work with a camera. She thought they'd get into it at some point. That point came one Sunday afternoon. Cate asked, "If Lizzy would want to pose? She had an idea that came to her." Lizzy said, "She would enjoy it." Cate had a nice Nikon digital camera. It was better than other cameras she had owne...
(continued from chapter 13)... Please, please, somebody please turn off the lights, Tess thought as she slowly awoke, the brightness of the morning sun shining through her curtains. "Oh, shit," Tess said aloud when she tried to lift her head-make that her throbbing head-from her pillow, failing to do so, her head falling back with a mighty thump. "Damn,...
Many, many thanks to fluttertongue and phelia for their help in editing this story. You guys rock. * Living with Paige was pure hell for Ally. Every moment she was around was like slow, agonizing torture which Ally often likened to having dull screws driven deep into her skull while having her heart ripped violently and awkwardly from her chest by hateful...
Sandra sat at her desk and read the email over again. "My dear Sandra, I had such a good time with you last night that I wanted to send you a little thank you note. Your company was wonderful, and well, after, well, I have to say that I have never been with such a kinky, and generous woman before. You are truly amazing....... Leanne." "Now that is an intere...
Cynthia Carter paced impatiently back and forth along the train platform as she waited for the 7:10 from New York City to arrive. The station manager had made some sort of announcement about a small track fire causing a minor delay, but Cynthia really hadn't paid it too much attention. All she knew that the longer it took Courtney to arrive, the less time th...
The drive from Emma's was an absolute blur and I don't even remember steering. I had been pretty much on cruise control as I drove, glowing as I thought about everything that had happened over the weekend. I was in a wondrous haze, not really paying attention to where I was, and then, there I was on my street turning into my driveway. I was on one hell of a...
Prologue Today I can't believe I'm smitten by her. Me, a thirtyish professor of psychology at a prestigious liberal arts college—smitten—of all things, by a young counter girl just out of high school. "May I help you, Miss?" she asked in an inviting tone. I stood silent and frozen, staring like a cougar. In her early twenties, the young counter girl loo...
© 2005 by Penelope Street It's a lovely summer Sunday, but no one's outside. We're all gathered about the television; my mother, two of my brothers, their wives, and myself. All but two of us are watching the television. My sister-in-law Elizabeth is looking at me, mouthing the words of the announcer that I might know them. If Mr. Cronkite's word is true...
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (Thursday, 25th April 2002) Spider got out of his car and walked around it, propping himself on the bonnet. What with him and the BMW, the girls' exit was effectively barred. And the drug dealer would have made an imposing barrier by himself. He was wearing knee-length shorts and a Gold's Gym muscle shirt. On anyone else the logo might ha...