Chapter 2: New Roommate For the next few weeks I lived in constant fear. I couldn't believe what I had somehow agreed to and I desperately wanted to get out of it. I was going to allow another woman into our bed? God, it was absolutely crazy. And Savannah had said she already knew of some other girls (how'd she know them, how'd she know they'd be into this?...
* * Recovery * * The following Thursday Sheri came home!! She was up and walking every day. She finally had her bath, then a shower when deemed safe. The surprise Teresa had prepared (sandwiches) was greeted with yips, hugs and tears of joy. Physical therapy was working with her to regain full use and strength in the affected muscle groups, bringing her s...
* * Friday * * The phone screamed. Fuck! Already? It was only a minute ago I'd fallen asleep. I reached for the damn thing and hung it up. I turned. Sheri's greens focused and she smiled. I leaned over and kissed her. "It was pitifully short but did you sleep well Ma'am?" Phew, I remembered. "Yes I did. I slept the sleep of the dead as they say. Whatever...
Chapter Fifty-Three My weekend after the Aberdeen trip was a quiet one. I got back to Skipton early Saturday afternoon and, due to my nerdish nature, went straight in to work. And worse confessions are yet to come: on Sunday I was swotty all day as well as nerdish. My excuse is that by then I was into the final furlong of my academic career. Yes, my blitzk...
Introduction Hi it's me again, Davina, although I hope by now you're thinking of me as "Dave". As introductions go, this is going to be a short one. For anyone who missed the story of me losing my virginity, I'd have you know I'm currently twenty-six and often get mistaken for a bloke. I'm also tired of being depicted as a boring IT nerd so (quite shameles...
Saturday A sun lit room greets me as my eyes open reluctantly. I feel your warmth against me. I'm on my side facing you; you're on your tummy covered in your long, dark tresses. I hear your soft, rhythmic breathing as you sleep. Remembering the fabulous lovemaking that was the (I blush as I type) the cherry on a most delicious Friday I smile. I am filled to...
Mid-morning on a warm, sunny Saturday. Anna stood at her kitchen sink, dabbing washing-up liquid on a chocolate stain on one of her daughters' blouses. A metallic rattle and scraping made her look up and out of the open window in front of her. Through the wrought-iron gates of the adjacent house she saw her neighbour unfolding and positioning a sun lounger o...
Edit: Arthur Rue Hello, my name is Lisa Vincente, but if I had friends they would call me Lisa. I'm going to tell you about a sex toy that rocked me to my foundation and introduced me to a world of pleasure which I was wholly ignorant about. It was not just a world of sex, but of industry, luxury, money and most important of all, loving acceptance. But for...
Chapter 5 I'm so disoriented that it's not until I'm in the parking garage of Altitude's building when I remember that I didn't drive today, and I don't have any of my stuff from upstairs. I probably should have taken a breath and thought things through, but I just had to get out of the office. Not even Jackie's confused questions stopped me or the handful...
The village of Marston-on-the-Green was one of those quintessential English villages, situated in the home counties about forty miles north of London, and about five miles from the nearest town. It had all the usual village essentials, notably its church which could trace its history back well over seven hundred years, a combined shop and Post Office which a...