December 2009 Conventions; trade shows; conferences. Call them what you like, you do get to meet some characters. Like the guy who's all talk, smattering TLAs throughout the conversation in the vain hope it covers up the fact he plainly doesn't know what he's talking about. At the other end of the scale is the nervous geek who should be locked away to do th...
Author's Note: Sorry to keep you waiting but one can never rush a good thing. As you know, this is chapter three in my Wound in Time series. The story contains mainly F/F action as well as a plot. It's a lengthy piece that will most likely satisfy your search for instant gratification. You should check out the first two if you want extra goods on the charact...
While it is possible to read this as a stand-alone story, you really should read 'Tomorrow is Promised Pts. 1 -- 3' first before reading this story. It explains the events leading up to the start of this story, which picks up right after 'Tomorrow is Promised Pt. 01.' Note: PM&PK needs to be told from both Points of View (PoV). In order to do that, I am...
"Police say the suspect is a 5'10, 165 pound white male, and was last seen fleeing from the Greenville Wal-Mart, heading east on State Route 45. Now let's check in with Leticia Guerrero for this weekend's forecast," as I spoke, I turned my head slightly towards the green screen to the left of my desk, my plastic smile remained plastered to my face until I wa...
Copyright 2015-2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this work were 18 years of age or older, at the time of any sexual activity. Chapter 1 "Laura Jones and Ted Mitchell, here to see Rhonda Paxton," I said imperiously to the receptio...
Summary: Cheryl Hart is is a bored suburban housewife who hires a special service to fulfill her kinky fantasies. She is abducted by a gang of Lesbians who use her for BDSM and sex. Introduction. Cheryl had just completed the latest grueling day of her insipid life. She flipped on the lights in the foyer of her posh suburban house, remarking to herself how...
(Author's note: Power Plays, Chapter 2 of 3 - you may be lost if you haven't read Chapter 1 yet. Enjoy, and thanks for reading!) I sauntered across the room, coming to a stop in front of Madison's desk, dropping the folder with a loud 'splat'. Then I stood there, crossing my arms over my chest waiting for Ms. High and Mighty to look up. After a moment, M...
******************************************************* This is an original story written by me. It has been revised and almost totally rewritten from the first version titled "Sarah's Revenge". I hope you enjoy it as much if not more than the previous version. I also want to take this opportunity to thank my new editor "LarryinSeattle". Without his inp...
INTRODUCTION Fiona was a 26 year old beautiful Eurasian woman. She had dark brown hair and dark eyes to match. She was 5'5" tall and weighed an estimated 110 pounds. Her body was tanned, lithe and shapely without an ounce of body fat on her. Fiona was currently the lead lady on a yoga television show. After high school she trained to be a yoga instructor an...
Is this what you call "existing?" I've spent the past few minutes looking at myself in the dark mirror of my computer monitor. My brown hair is perfect, bangs set just right. My clothing is impeccable, not a wrinkle in my efficient grey blazer or my pressed white shirt. My makeup is clean, lip-gloss still sparkling, even at the end of the day (touched up i...