May Bujold softly sang an old tune as she watered the last of the numerous plants that filled the small three-room apartment. Not for the first time she thought, what the apartment lacked in size, it more than made up for in character. The plants, as well as the furnishings and other curios that filled it, reflected the tastes and interests of the occupant....
- Yesterday - Rich California countryside raced by the large glass window as the Southern Pacific's Coastline Express headed towards Los Angeles. The young, beautiful twenty-year-old in the window seat tried to lose herself in the ever changing tapestry, but try as she could, the redhead couldn't shut out the droning voice of the woman sitting next to her....
"Tami, are you up there?" Cynthia Craig called out as she stood on the third step of the circular spiral staircase. The T-shirt clad eighteen-year-old was a member of the high school's library squad. The object of her search, Tamika Ryan, was one of the squad's Lieutenants. "Tami," she repeated as she moved up a few steps. "there's someone down here to s...
I hope you all enjoy this final chapter! Please leave a comment! I love getting to read ALL of your feedback! XOXO-SkylerLuv ****** My heart is beating a million miles per hour. My breath is coming out in short gasps and I have to wrap my hands around myself to keep them from shaking. I feel a slight headache forming and my stomach growls. I'm looking o...
Chapter One (Friday 18th October 2002) Walking to the Dolly Blue, full of anticipation, Viola regretted her usual day-to-day clobber. If she had known she was going to be invited out on a date she would have dressed rather differently. That is to say, she would have if she'd known she was going to be invited out on "the" date she couldn't possibly refuse....
"Are you with anyone?" Ivy always texts me a few days before she comes into town, a courtesy. I've always answered the same way, and even broke off relationships in their infant stage to answer honestly. "No. The key's still under the mat." She's supposed to arrive early, so I leave my door accessible while I'm at work, a pretty ballsy thing to do in my "u...
Smokey Saga #75: "Squeal II: The Art Of The Sequel" ***** The consensus re: the original story "The Art Of The Squeal" (Saga #63) was that a sequel indeed be in order. So while it may have taken me a while to get around to it, here it is. If you liked the playful bondage and torment elements in the original, I'm sure you'll be fond of and pleased with this...
*** Week Two *** I woke up Monday morning moaning and shivering. I was confused and dazed until I realized what it was -- I was just at the tail end of an orgasm. I was on my side hugging my pillow. The sheets were soaked with perspiration, my hair was clingy and wet, and I was terrified. I couldn't remember who it was, in my dream, that I had been making l...
******* This thing has a few things going on concurrently so it's a little tough at the start to define what happened first in the format of a linear story. But I understand the frustration that some have experienced. So I'd say that in terms of the timeline, then Modern Day Cavegirls - Bobbi's Story is first, since the background with Damian happened long...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **This story has not been edited. It has been run through Spell Check. If reading a story that has not been edited bothers you, please hit the 'Back Space' key on your keyboard. *** You don't start off at nineteen an hour, Ryan; you work your way up to...