Please comment. I like comments, even constructive negative ones. ***** My name is Flower, actually Flower of peace. What can I say, Hippy parents. I went out with Judy, my 'friend with privileges'. We tried living together but it didn't work, but we're still very close friends. We met up with Tod, another of Judy's fuck buddies. He introduces the cute l...
"That was a good game, too bad you LOST," I brag to my boyfriend Brad. "Yeah, yeah, yeah I let you win...as I often have to do just to keep you happy and to keep the peace," he replies obviously peeved at the fact that his innocent little Debutante girlfriend had just kicked his ass in a game of co-ed singles tennis. "Do you want to meet me in about an ho...
Chapter One (September 1997) Angie stopped one step inside the Union Bar. It was Friday night, seven o'clock and already busier by far than she'd ever seen. Then again, she had only been at uni a week, and for Freshers' Week at that. Maybe this was the way ahead. Maybe this was how Friday nights would always be. Meaning bars jam-packed with students of a...
The bustle of life on the college campus always peaked just after finals. Students who had spent their last couple of weeks locked away in their dorm rooms or the library and stuffing all the knowledge of a semester into their heads at once finally emerged to face the sunlight and celebrate another successful term. Sherry was just another student on her way...
From time to time I will place an ad online looking for a female to "play" with. One day I checked my email and found one that I found very interesting. It read "hi there, saw your ad and thought I would say hi. I am 5'6, petite blonde, blue eyes and large chest. I am married and just looking for fun on the side. I am told to be very attractive and I work as...
****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is chapter two of ten and the story will only make sense if you read it from the...
Kat didn't resist Carla this time, and walked on to the dance floor. Immediately settling into a comfortable closeness. She felt Carla's strong arm encircle her waist and quite naturally slide lower. She smiled feeling the touch on her bottom and the slight squeeze. Hmmmm she thought, this is so nice, she rested her head against Carla's shoulder and closed h...
This is Camilla's gift to me: a helpless Fiona to do whatever I want with. I saddle up, making sure to dig the heels of my riding boots into her sides. She winces so I pull her head up with the reins, giving her hair a sharp tug too. "You're my little pony now, Fiona," I tell her. Camilla's getting comfortable on Ashley, stroking her ears and the back of he...
Chapter Seven: Between the shafts of a cart The hands of her watch showed a square angle when Cathy entered the courtyard: nine o'clock sharp. The sun was shining above Charissa, as it usually did in the month of Rose. The New State had changed the names of the months: instead of Roman gods and imperators, they were now named after the nicest Auronian flowe...
Well it has been 2 months since I started my new job as receptionist at the L&C School of Writing it has been quite the experience for me to work for 2 mistress's who look after my every need...and I mean every need. I have been told to wear the clothes for work which I must no deviate from, it consists of a crisp white shirt which only buttons up as far as...