Chapter 7 Robyn's Day It was a perfect day to be outdoors. The sky was an azure blue with patches of wind swept clouds. The sun was out and shining bright and warm only to be cooled by a gentle and refreshing breeze now and then. Family and friends had begun filling the bleachers as the final preparations were being made. Lisa and her fellow graduating cl...
The sun had passed below the horizon on her left, leaving the sky a range of hues from yellow to orange, but Ashley stared ahead at the low, darkened clouds on the northern horizon as she drove, and shook her head. Of course it would be raining in Portland. Sometimes, when she thought about it, it felt like there had been a continuous rain throughout her chi...
This is the third installment of the Requiem series. Any persons, places or things that are present in this story is in no way affiliated with me, regarding copyright, owning of music material portrayed, or anything like that. Now, after getting that little tidbit out of the way, enjoy. "You're letting... all... cold... in! Close it! ... Now... before...
A F T E R N O O N I pulled up in front of Mrs. MacGregor's house five minutes early and was relieved. The last thing I needed now was to be late. Her house was easy enough to find. 327 Parkway Drive was just where she said it would be, where the road bent to the left after turning from the major road. I checked myself in my rearview mirror. I had to rush ov...
I sat cross legged on the floor in Jing's messy little bedroom. I looked into the mirror, trying to concentrate on getting my mascara right as Jing prattled on behind me. Her place was just on the outskirts of London, and I knew we needed to hurry to be on time. "And his jokes! He was always trying so hard, I felt like I was offending him every time I didn'...
This is the second installment of the Requiem chapters, transitioning into a new stage of development for the story. Please, it is probably quite different than the image you concocted in your mind, or perhaps it hit the nail on the head. In any case, I hope you enjoy the outcome of this first chapter via the new segment. Cheers! * The music within the boo...
This is reworked from a shorter story that I wrote several years ago, so if certain references seem a bit dated that'll be why. Some rough play here but all consensual. As usual with my stories, there's a fair bit of talk before, after, and during the sex. "RFS" is the Rural Fire Service, a large volunteer-based fire-fighting service. * I booked the snake...
(For Katie, who knows all) " Do it yourself," I said when my aunt asked me to re-pin the flowers in the buttonhole of her jacket. I could see my mother's startled look. Though she disliked my aunt and knew I was difficult to control at times, she had thought that on Aunt Kitty's wedding day, which at last looked like passing off without too many recriminat...
A note about writing: I write as much as possible from first hand experience freely incorporating my own fetishes and prejudices, but a person only has so much sex, and some time back I ran low on personal stuff because I write a lot. Still first hand experience and fiction seem to mix well, but after a time, I started to yearn for something fresh. That's wh...
This is a flight of fantasy; completely fictitious. If there is any resemblance to anyone walking among us my apologies. Since this is the beginning I thought I would begin with a confession of sorts. What follows is a true story. Wry smile. I should know since it happened to me. I admit to being embarrassed, at first, about it all. However, another, once...