The inside of the car was silent except for the occasional squeal of guitar from the radio station stretched to the very edge of its range. The inside of my head was ready to burst, though, from the argument raging in the palm of my right hand, typed with furious fingers. "I told you. I'm already in the car, driving. I have been for hours. You won. Get off...
Penny was tall slim and sexy. She liked smart clothes, for herself and for Mark, because he thought her a sensual dresser. She also liked casual clothes, for she could tease him. Shirts and singlet tops without a bra, or wearing a pushup, that made her beautiful breasts bulge, and he said it made him hard, when her nipples peeked out. She used the fact that...
There comes a time in every one's life when they are afforded an opportunity for real revenge. It may be something small - such as a chance to spoil something for that person who has always spoiled things for you - or perhaps something huge, something major - such as turning that person over to face the full brunt of the legal system with a long prison term...
"How do you know her?" I asked Sara. "I've known her for a while. We play backgammon. She's fun. You'll like her," she said. Sara was one of my best friends. We'd known each other for years online and had become like sisters. In the years to come, we would meet and her husband would become one of my best friends also. But I digress . . . As best friends...
I watch Alex from the house, or sometimes I watch her from the stables, when she is out at the ring. She is so natural on our Andalusian Little Betty, her black hair pulled into a tight French braid and tied with a white grosgrain ribbon. Alex only braids her hair when she is teaching a lesson. When she rides on the trails by herself she wears her hair loose...
I'm trying to remember how I got into all this. It's kind of hard to remember things right now. They don't seem to be very important, really. I know that's not true, I know that there's a lot of important stuff I should be thinking about right this second...but Emma's talking right now, and I just want to sit still and listen. But there's this nagging, irri...
Jenna woke at about 1:30 in the afternoon, which was out of character for her. She was usually up with the chickens. She went into the bathroom, peed, turned on the shower and looked at herself in the mirror while waiting for the water to get warm. A sly smile crossed her face when she ran through the events of last night and how dirty it made her feel. Mitc...
The club night was going well, and had been very much worth the effort required to get dressed up for it. Emma adjusted her collar slightly, the soft blue glow giving her light complexion an almost ethereal quality. Tonight had been about trying something a bit different, and the new Cyberpunk HoloHall in town had seemed ideal. Full five dimensional displays...
Sitting at the massive wooden desk in my home office, I tried to focus on some paperwork I didn't finish at the construction site. Nesha had been a constant thought making it impossible to focus. Taking things slow was not apart of my general makeup. Already I was imagining long romantic walks and steaming hot sex baths together. Nesha was an expert and it s...
I walked up the steps, glad to be out of the train station. A hot, humid train mixed with a large crowd is not exactly "the perfect atmosphere". I hate the subway. Men and even women took the opportunity to ogle you and even get a passing touch as they passed you to exit the train car. But back to my story, it was a hot day so I was glad to be in my blue jea...