Monday Evening, June 10, 1967 Lisa: A Storm Blows Into Our Lives The last two weeks of the semester are only for finals and thankfully my last one is on a Monday afternoon! I'm confident of making good grades in all of my classes, I'm just tired and ready for a break. Hurrying home late in the evening I feel my excitement building, eager to celebrate the...
Rebecca Turner couldn't remember another morning quite as lovely as this. She leaned back and took a deep cleansing breath, the sun warming her face and making her feel like the mistress of a new domain. Back in Idaho, she'd still likely be wearing shorts on this late August day, but before long it would be wool hats and heavy sweaters and zero-degree temper...
The Molecule Maidens: Episode One – The Origin of the Maidens "Hi there, you look hot." Bridget McWilliams looked down from her perch on the lifeguard stand to see a pretty girl grinning up at her. "Uh ... Hi ... what did you say?" "I said you look hot. Would you like a cold drink?" "Sure, thanks." "You want soda, water, what?" "Water's fine." "BRB."...
THE ROAD LESS TRAVELLED After eight years of being married to an abusive alcoholic, Melanie is relieved when her husband, Jeff finally gets sober but after a few months of sobriety he gets drunk again and things go from bad to much, much worse. When he takes his own life Melanie is thrown into the deep end and must sink or swim. Thankfully she has lifesaver...
I checked the clock again for the fifth time this evening. It had moved, even though it moved slightly. I rubbed my temples and got up from my desk. As I walked over to the window of my office I noticed the weather. It was, as per usual, another overcast day in Seattle. Cold as hell out there too. I sighed heavily. It was hard to get in the swing of being in...
Aud laid helpless and vulnerable on the floor of the helicopter were I had secured her as my prize. Even broken as she was, her pale beauty drew me in and I tasted the pure blood flowing through the strong vein in her unbroken wrist. True, the taste would be better under more pleasant circumstances for her, but the intoxication of that ever flowing source ma...
This is the current endcap for the St. Clair series. It certainly won't be the last one, but it is the last one I actually have planned. The readers of the St. Clair series have been very supportive and very, very patient. The first story in this series was originally intended to go in Romance, but since the two leads in the couple happen to be female, it en...
Categories: BDSM, Exhibitionist/Voyeur, First Time, Group, Reluctance ***** Queen Of Clubs Saturday, May 13th, 2017, 11:01 a.m. Today's meeting was come to order, chairwoman Cheri Brock announced, tapping her gavel. "Welcome once more, ladies!" she greeted. "And how is everyone on this beautiful day?" The other ten women around the massive tablet-shape...
Smokey Saga #72: "Eleven" ***** This is semi-adapted from a play script I wrote around the turn of the 2010s. A carbon-copy of that would not work very well as an erotic narrative. Well, it might, but most would find it far-stretched and far-fetched. So I feel what I came up with here turned out better. Hope you like it. Please enjoy, like each time, and...
Chapter Ten: The Professional Photographer Part One: Another visit to The Club A little over 2 weeks later, Casandra Hall was sitting at her desk thinking. She glanced at Lara, who was at her desk and smiled and thought to herself, "Life is good. I consider myself married to my Two Loves and we have six devoted Slaves. Life is good." Then she said, "Lara,...