Sweet warm spring air blew through the open window as I drove in Rural North Carolina. Everywhere flowers, trees, and shrubs were in bloom, the air smelled so sweet that I almost hyperventilated smelling it. Close by I glimpsed the river I was trying to get to, but "No Trespassing" signs had me stopped. I'd been trying to get down to the river for almost an...
This is a period piece set in the early 1900's. There isn't a great deal of sex in it, but it does explore more deeply the thoughts and feelings of the characters. I hope you enjoy it. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **This story has not been edited. It has been run through Spell Check. If reading a story that has not been edited bothers you, please hit the 'Back Space' key on your keyboard. *** You don't start off at nineteen an hour, Ryan; you work your way up to...
Author's note: To Kait, whose kindness, friendship and intelligence proved inspirational. Part I. New York No, I had never actively sought a call girl before and it wasn't helping that she had to have rather special qualities. She had to be young, experienced, smart, and bisexual; a combination of features which excluded everyone I had stumbled across so f...
Lunch: A Preview Thursday, June 9th, 2016, 1:18 p.m. "Gosh, this is a tiny salad. This'd barely fill up a bird." "Hm. Well, you can always order something else. Maybe next time you should get two and combine them." "That's a really good idea! Thanks, Lilly." "Uh-huh." ***** One day earlier: Sweet Sixteen Wednesday, June 8th, 2016, 10:12 a.m. The sum...
THE WOMAN ACROSS THE ROAD Seeing as many of us are quarantined, (including myself) I've been able to sit at home and write to my heart's content. I hope you are all doing well and getting by as best you can, and without further do let's get on with the story. This one is set in Melbourne in the present day and the character Stella who is mentioned is the sa...
"No, honey... No." Refused Brenda, as her husband Mark shouted his pleas from the kitchen. "Babe, please. I know tonight's our date night. I know we had plans. But it's David... He needs a guy's night." The fit, half-handsome man's begging didn't come from a need to drink, or a desire to cheer at some playoff game, but instead, in his desire to support a f...
As always, please favorite, comment, rate etc. I loved hearing from you all. ************************ Part 3 It had been over a week since the twin's party. I hadn't been able to stop thinking about Nell. All day. All night. All the moments in between. I was borderline obsessed. I had gone camping alone overnight a few days earlier just to clear my head....
Introduction Oh good grief I cannot believe I'm doing this. Normally I'm supremely calm, cool and collected. Right now I'm shaking like a leaf. I honestly cannot remember being anywhere near this nervous, ever, ever, ever. When I fought my first UK inter-university karate final I wasn't even a tenth as tense. Standing there, facing a potentially lethal op...
Author's Note: There is archeological and written historical evidence to confirm that women fought as gladiators. While many were slaves from conquered territories, women from all classes of Roman society fought in the Coliseum and just about every arena in the Roman Empire. A carved relief from the 1st century AD depicts two female gladiators with shields...