CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE (June 2004) Heather was awake but afraid to open her eyes. For a long, long time she lay still, pondering over three of life's great mysteries. What happened? Where am I? Why haven't I got a hangover? The answer to the third question was easy. That lucky metabolism of hers rarely did hangovers. She wasn't totally immune, but she cer...
Dear Readers: For better story clarity, I suggest reading the first three installments in the series, "The French Connection", "Caribbean Duet" and "Miami Heat." There are several minor references to the previous stories. Cindy's Sapphic Adventures: The Philadelphia Story: Part 1 Ben was showering as I adjusted the pillow under my ass. My needy gash was...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This short series is both a prequel and a sequel to Heather's Busy Week (HBW). It is not, however, the immediate follow-on, and can be read independently (although new readers are more than welcome to try out the first series!!). Heather's Hectic Weekend, picking up where HBW left off, will follow in the not-too-distant future. ***** CHAPTER...
Winter never really came to West Yorkshire in 2017. Or rather, the days rolled around as per always but the bad weather didn't happen; it was generally mild with not so much rain and the one snow fall only covered the higher hills. In fact it wasn't just mild, it was occasionally hot. I saw May blossom in the last week of February which was, to my way of thi...
Chapter 1, My Summer of Firsts Janelle was helping me pack up the remaining items in the apartment when she came across a photo of me, my sister Amy and our friend Allison. I gazed at the photo and fondly remembered the events of nine years ago. We were standing with our arms around each other in front of the swimming pool in my backyard. But, it was Amy's...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. This is a work of Fiction and will have additional chapters. Thank you for your comments. ***** One She and I had known each other for nearly a year when she asked me if I would move in. My world wasn't much to leave behind but I'd paused since I had felt I should be contributi...
Tracy sat and starred at the glop of pumpkin innards on the newspapers. Ben and Tim were both outside now with their father, trying to get a candle to light in the jack-o-lantern and she was stuck with cleanup duty again. Sometimes it felt like she had three kids instead of two. She didn’t really mind all that much, but Tom was taking the boys with him to Je...
Chapter 11 Singaporean experience Ying Tsou was awakened by the first rays of the morning sun. Her father had accustomed her to wake up early and she always left the curtains of her bedroom open. She was a Singaporean Chinese woman, 28 years old. She had a very sexy body with long black straight hair she often combed meticulously. She had a smooth tanned s...
Back by popular demand, another work of fiction. Everyone's an adult here. And it's all fantasy. ***** Welcome back, dear readers. If you haven't guessed, it's me again. Jane Kessler. Mistress Jane. It seems some of you desire more of my past. More stories of how I came to be the way I am. Who doesn't love a good dominatrix right? After the encounter...
I had made it through my first day as a maid for my new mistress, and was laying in my bed staring up at the ceiling. Asleep in the bed next to me was Haley, the other maid in the home. I had met Haley this morning, and by the afternoon she'd almost licked me to completion. She would have too, if Mistress had allowed it, but she never did. Thinking about the...