Alice levels the gun. She looks along the barrel with a glint in her eye that makes me nervous. Good nervous. She glares at the target with a pirate smile that says she knows how dangerous she is. Her square shoulders under her boxy, denim jacket shift and smooth. She fires. Five shots in a row. "Aaaaaand that's a full house! Or, full pond, I suppose. Wel...
I've been so grateful to have such fantastic feedback from this little series thus far (the first two are 'Struggling to Sleep' and 'Her Mind Wanders...' if you've not seen them yet -- I'm still working on changing the titles to make them a definite series) and I would love it if you could keep your comments coming. It's important to me to write what people...
"Ummm...Let's see. I'd like the pink one right there. No, not that one. The pink one. The sweet, soft, pink one, please?" Jada tapped on the glass case with a perfectly manicured scarlet fingernail. Behind the sparklingly clear glass barrier, the creamy, rose-colored frosting on the huge vanilla cupcake beckoned to her. Jada licked her lips at the thought o...
Note that the following event took place in 1985 during the events depicted in 'Your Silver Nights and Golden Days Pt. 02'. *** When the alarm went off, I pried my eyes open and reached over to turn it off. Another Saturday morning and another long day at the fair on Manhattan Beach Pier loomed ahead. I turned back to look over at my partner of twenty year...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place sometime in the past. As the reader, I leave it up to you to decide the year or decade. For starters, you might enjoy reading Shari Holds a Torch--also please check out Shari Takes a Wife. This story features large age differences and student-teacher dynamic. If this sort of story is not your thing, skip this. For everyo...
Like every other night in Los Angeles, the temperature was comfortable at a summertime low of ninety degrees. I was spending the night alone again; a queen sized bed seems rather empty when yourself and an oversized pillow are the only occupants. Jake, my rottweiler, had taken to sleeping by the back door lately, where the cool draft lulled him to sleep. I...
We laid there for a little while, catching our breath after making love for the first time. It was everything that I had expected it to be and more. It was more than what we had talked about when we were online together and it sent my mind reeling as I lay there reliving it. I closed my eyes, and breathed in deeply as I remembered the feel of your lips and t...
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Just lie back and imagine me with you. Listen to my voice. You won't be allowed to touch yourself unless I give you permission. Your hands will be my hands. Even though we've never met, I know you. I already know you. Your body, your wants, your beauty. They are the same as mine. Just listen, and picture what I'm saying as though I was right there with you....
Part I "I'll be home by the end of the week," said my father. "Violet will watch over you." "I'll be alright dad," I pecked him lightly on the cheek. "Have a good trip." "Take care Lori," he drove off. Violet was the hired hand that helped my father run the farm. We'd been friends for quite some time and she became overly protective for my well being. So...