Sandra is a twenty-year-old young woman that has lived with her father for the past fifteen years. Her parents had divorced when she was five. Her mom went to live in Europe and only visited her three times. Being the only girl of a mechanic she grew up a tomboy. She is five foot six inches tall and one hundred fifteen pounds. She generally wore the tightes...
Secret #5 Betty was a beauty. Only, she was a woman who kept a lot of secrets. Let's recap her secrets, thus far, before revealing her 5th secret. Secret #1 Betty is insane. Secret #2 Betty works as a stripper. Secret #3 Betty was incestuously raped by her father and brother. Secret # 4 Betty is a lesbian. Now, looking at Betty, no one would imagine that...
It's been such a long day, and as I walk past the tiny hole-in-the-wall bar I've walked past a hundred times before, something makes me stop and walk inside. It's dim inside, but not dark enough that I can't see an empty stool at the bar, and I gratefully sit down. The bartender glides past and accepts my drink order and glides away again to fill it. 'That...
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Late, late, late -- I am going to be late. I muttered this mantra to myself as I ran to my car. It was 7:32 and I was supposed to check in by 8:15 at the seminar. I was headed to a teacher's seminar at a hotel about forty-five minutes from my house. The day was already hot and humid. I needed to pick up a few extra classes so I would have a better chance at...
I was on the verge of tears as my car sputtered and wheezed on a seeming death roll into a small town in the middle of the vast emptiness, and nowhere, of southern New Mexico. Hell not even a town; more like a roadside rest area with a zip code. With just four street lights lining the main stretch through the center of "town", I saw only three buildings; tha...
We were both supposed to be at work at three the next afternoon. It was three, I was there, but there was not sign of Erika. I watched my boss, a short balding man in his late forties staring at his watch. "She's late again. That's going to be her third write-up. I'm so tired of her..." Just then, the door flung open and in she came-her wild curly hair bou...
"I've made my ruling. Mr. Warner. Mrs. Warner. Counsel?" Five people in the courtroom stood. My lawyer, Adam Brillstein and his assistant, Lauryn Tourney, myself, my soon-to-be-ex-husband, Bryant and his dim-watt bulb lawyer, Arthur Acrisos. Lauryn gave my shoulders a quick, gentle squeeze and Adam shot her a stern look. She had evidently forgotten his admo...
Veronica's car had come to a stop, and she couldn't get it to start again. She sat, frustrated and upset, inside her BMW on the side of a deserted country road, miles from any town. The skies were growing darker by the minute as storm clouds rolled in from the west, and the setting sun cast an eerie light on the horizon. "At least I'm near a house," she thou...
Notes: This story contains lesbian themes, graphic sex, and vulgar language. Please don't read it if you aren't old enough. This story is fiction: resemblance between the characters and any actual person or persons is coincidental. I posted this several years ago on a defunct site under another name. I hope you've never seen it before! Miss Fix-It by paci...