I could feel the vibrations in my crotch when she drove up on the Harley. She was tall and lithe wearing blue jeans and a leather jacket with long blond hair tied back in a ponytail. Then I saw the gun and badge clipped to her belt. When she walked up to our table I thought, "Holy shit, she's here to arrest me for letting my shopping cart run into the car...
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...
"Can you take the kids to lunch after soccer?" Ann queried Ted as they were getting ready to leave the house Saturday morning. "Sure, babe. What's up?" "Kari asked me to go to lunch with her. It's her first weekend with Bob having the kids and she's down in the dumps." Ann had told Ted about Kari and Bob's pending divorce on the evening of her return from...
(This story continues the adventures of Sally and her friends. It's the third in my "Days of The Week" series. They all stand pretty independent of each other, so its not a requirement you read the others. Obviously I wouldn't mind it though.) "Where the hell is that girl?" muttered MaryAnn to herself, her hands busy pulling the nylon stockings tight and kn...
Inside the Tent While the first story in this collection was entirely true and the second was partly true, this final story, unfortunately, is pure fiction. An imagined resolution, if you want to call it that! I hope you enjoy it. * Maureen had told me that the two of us were going to the forest to check out the facilities and so on. We would be spending...
Chapter 01: Meeting Vanessa If you've read "From Jeannie to Vanessa," you already know me, Nicole, and my then-boyfriend, Siller. If you haven't, read it! I'm not going to re-tell her story. I wanted to set the record straight, though, because Vanessa was protecting my privacy, and Siller's, when she wrote about her D/s relationship with Jack. Now that we'r...
It was four months now that the new secretary had arrived. Mary-Lou, the head of the secretarial department, had at first kept her distance -- but now they got on well together. Chandra was still very timid and anxious to cut a good figure, but Mary Lou liked her silent humour, her wit and, above all, her body, and she had invited Chandra to visit her one we...
(Warning. More femslash. Paris/Rory. The characters are not mine. They are the creation of Amy Sherman-Palladino and belong to the WB and the CW. The story takes place after my story "The Morning After". These events take place however in the spring of the characters final year at Chilton. Since Rory's birthday is October 8th and Paris was born in December b...
I was hooked there was no doubt in my mind never had I felt anything so intense and wonderful, plus the way she did it made it even more incredible.... My name is Lynn, I'm twenty-three and even though I had known for several years I had a very overly sexual nature I had suppressed my urges with self inflicted stimulation. The reason for this was simple I h...
Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. All characters are over the age of 18 and are not modeled after specific people. *** Chapter 5: After the Car Ride Faith giggled helplessly as Hannah lightly tickled her feet. Having the afternoon free, she had just been introduced to Hannah's special car rides. Just a casual drive around town, laughing hyst...