Darling Readers, Technically this is Chapter 2, Part 2, but don't let that worry you. It follows on just fine from before. Sorry it took so long to get to you - please, I adore receiving your comments, and ideas, and I respond to many. All the usual things apply..please don't read if you are too young - and don't do drugs. These are just impossibly decade...
Amy's heart was pounding in her chest as she walked through the door at the end of the train carriage. There was no sign of Mary, but ahead of her the automatic door of the train toilets was just sliding shut, so it wasn't hard to guess where her young playmate had gone. Sure enough, as she got to the door she saw that the light-up display read "Free" in bri...
Max and Karly had lots of kinky things they liked to do. One of their favorites was for Karly to wear some slinky clothes, and flash her boobs at people approaching her. Max would be back a bit, watching the expressions of mainly the guys, and snapping a few good ones with his small but powerful camera. Some days she would just hurry along the pavement, and...
I needed to be free from a false morality. I read a short story by a anonymous author. In the process of becoming a prisoner to myself, I was about to find freedom....at last. * I usually sleep naked. Last night, Julian got the message when I wore my panties to bed. "I have to go in early tomorrow anyway", he said before switching off the lamp. I waited w...
I knew that I was homely. I knew, because my mother had been telling me that ever since I was a little girl. There was something wrong with her to do that, true or not, but she had her own inner demons that caused her to act that way, and do a lot of things that just weren't right. But, what could I do? I was a little girl, and a little girl believes what...
The morning news from CNN bounced off my subconscious while I made coffee. (CNN)'....North Korea rattling sabre again....' I don't know WHY I was making coffee, other than it was a habit I'd picked up in the 15 years of my now-failing marriage to John Anderson. (CNN)'....Corrupt New Jersey cop sought in slaying....' I'd never enjoyed the bitter taste of coff...
Amy, ex-bitchy prep and current Slave-Slut of the Mistress Veronica, suddenly woke up in the backseat of a car. She could just barely hear a song she had never heard before playing on the car's radio ("Demon of Love" by The Sharp Things) "Mistress?" Amy asked uncertainly. A voice came back, "Yes." "What's going on?" The cheerleader asked. The teacher res...
This story is set in and around Bilbala (ቢልባላ), a small village which can be found in Semien Wollo (ሰሜን ወሎ), Amhara Region (የአማራ ክልል), Northern Ethiopia (ሰሜን ኢትዮጵያ) [12°10'N and 38°59'E] All names, characters, situations and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with actual persons is intended or should be inferred. Copyright...
Erica lay down on the soft, cushiony bed. She closed her blue eyes listening as her friend Taylor turned the shower on in the bathroom. Slowly, Erica's hand drifted down past her grey shirt and the hem of her jean shorts and let her fingernail gently scratch her inner thigh. Relaxing, she gently trailed her nail along her leg side. Her long, slender legs we...
"Are you ok?" Erin looked up in the bathroom mirror, one hand still wiping water from the back of her neck. Kailin met her eyes in the glass, her full lips quirking to the left. Must have followed me in, Erin thought, and ducked her head, embarrassed. "Hey, it's ok," Kailin said, and came over to hitch herself up onto the counter. Another girl shouldere...