My name is Fiorenza. It's Italian and it means flower. Momma loves flowers. Every summer, daisies bloom in the field behind our home. When I was little, I'd run through the field pretending I was in one of those laundry detergent commercials on TV. You know, in a flowing dress with daisies all around? I'd pick a bunch for Momma and she'd smile and say, "Renz...
To my readers, please feel free to leave feedback for me so that I know that you liked my stories, what you would like to see, and perhaps maybe suggest one. Please also vote on how you liked it, every vote does count. If you'd like to read it over and over again, favorite it and come back to enjoy it like an old friend. I look forward to hearing from you......
"Number 28, they screwed up my name." Kim Burgos closed her eyes and sighed, hoping that when she opened them again, it would be early evening and she'd be in her hotel room, settling in for a solid ten hours of sleep. "Sorry ma'am, was there something you needed?" Kim smiled in spite of herself. "Oh nothing, I'm just feeling a little morbid today and I...
"Just like that?" Jill asked incredulously. "Pretty much so, yeah," the blonde responded. "Depends on the woman of course," the brunette added. "And on how much she's had to drink," the small redhead behind the camera added with a smile. Jill took a swallow of her drink. She was sitting at her usual table at Natalie's Place. She'd been a regular ever sin...
"It's not working like last time is it Jay?" Sophie, my son's girlfriend, said putting the camera down on my dressing table after she had spent half an hour or so photographing me. "No, it isn't, sorry," I replied catching her eyes in the mirror. "Do you feel ok? You don't seem as relaxed," she asked "No, I don't feel it." She came up behind where I wa...
To my readers, please feel free to leave feedback for me so that I know that you liked my stories, what you would like to see, and perhaps maybe suggest one. Please also vote on how you liked it, every vote does count. If you'd like to read it over and over again, favorite it and come back to enjoy it like an old friend. I look forward to hearing from you......
When I wrote A Space Oddity I intended it to be a one-off. However, a number of readers dropped heavy hints that they'd like to see more of my bunch of peculiar characters and even more peculiar plot (a cross between old-fashioned space opera and not quite so old-fashioned spy stories). So eventually I succumbed (even to the extent of sticking a serious stor...
I could hardly believe my eyes. But I had to as there could be no mistake for right before them was the clear evidence. A white, lacy see-through bra, a matching suspender belt, a pair of see through, very brief bikini knickers edged with lace, also white and two nude coloured stockings. It was nice stuff. Good quality and sexy. The sort of gear I used to we...
Hi, I'm Alicia, I'm eighteen years old and a Senior at Central High School, I'm also a varsity cheerleader there, along with my best friend and lover, Shelly. Yes, Shelly is my lover, has been since December when we got stranded at the Log Cabin Motel because of a blizzard. Since discovering the pleasures of girl on girl love making, we've introduced Brea,...
Wanda Catron had finally come home after spending the summer on a wonderful trip, only to find herself in tears. Her life had just fallen apart within minutes of walking in the front door. As she cried harder and harder, refusing all offers of help, her mind flashed back to her summer of love. When Astrid and Wanda had pulled into Provo that late May day at...