It was my second year at the University of Pennsylvania when my parents went bankrupt and then separated. I'd always been spoilt, indulged and well educated (it was out of the question for me to go anywhere that wasn't Ivy League) so last fall they packed me up and sent me to Pennsylvania. And god, did I love it. Freedom? Check. Thousands of attractive boys...
Miranda sat listening to music feeling bored. She dare not invite so-called friends over, after what happened last time, so she had to content herself with playing with her two slaves. Feebie, a school friend from the past had joined her and pet-girl, after the party, so it hadn't been all bad. The added responsibility of caring for her was easy enough, fo...
Karen Lee was in her early thirties, divorced, unattached, no kids, living in a cheap apartment, and pretty much resigned to her life being the way it was. She had dark brown shoulder-length hair that she generally kept tied up in a bun at the back of her neck, she was about 5'4" tall, not exactly plump, but with a reasonably curvy figure - curves you c...
There I was getting married but I felt in order to be a good, faithful wife I had to get Julia off my mind. My wedding probably wasn't the most appropriate of times, but seeing her in her maid of honor dress only made me want her even more. She has been my best friend since high school and the truth is I have wanted to fuck her since we went to college toge...
I started to write this in the hope that a publisher may be interested in it. Couldn't find anyone who was but I don't think it's all that bad! This is chapter 1. If people like it then I'll think about carrying on with the writing. Chapter 1. God, how she wished that money wasn't so tight nowadays! She would have liked to have spent a few more weeks look...
A second chapter that sets the scene and focuses more on promise than passion. Still I hope that it will be enjoyable, worth the wait, and that it won't take another four years to get Chapter III out. I hope not as I want to know how good it's going to get too!! * "Hey!" A soft, gentle murmur accompanied the soft, gentle shake of her hip. Andrea blearily o...
Author's note: As you can probably figure out yourselves, English is not my mother tongue, so please don't be too harsh with criticism on that front. Constructive criticism on the storyline is always welcome. ***** On the outside, the hotel looked traditional, as if it was a small, family-owned business in the outskirts of the town. It even had a front de...
My name is Eloise Jenkins and I'm a young woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm around five-foot-ten, kind of plump, with red hair, green eyes and alabaster skin. I'm an Irish-American lesbian and I'm also a BDSM fanatic. By nature, I am submissive. My Mistress Kendra Jones taught me all I know. She's a six-foot-three, curvy and big-bottom...
What was it, I wondered, that an MP's wife did? Of course no one, me included, had expected Archie to win the seat. My father-in-law was a powerful voice in the House of Lords, and Mr Baldwin needed his support, so arranging for Archie to stand in some God-forsaken northern industrial constituency was a sort of quid pro quo. In the 1923 General Election Lab...
"I know why Mrs. Garza keeps calling you Mandy," my friend Emma informed me as we walked together across the quad to the cafeteria following Spanish class. "Why?" I asked. Mrs. Garza is our Spanish professor, and she's constantly referred to me as 'Mandy,' despite that NOT being my name. It's not even close! It's been a source of amusement to both Emma & my...