Note to Reader: This is my first attempt at this kind of story style, the piece is a dual narrative, told from the perspective of both main characters. Our first character is Hala Atallah, Syrian-Lebanese-French woman in her late twenties, who resides in Beirut and is a poet, novelists, essayist and filmmaker by trade. Beautiful, petite with curves, fair ski...
Dorothy Kerr turned her head as her daughter, Cassie, walked into the kitchen. To her disappointment, the soon to be high school graduate still wore the same look of disappointment she had carried around all week. "I was just making some tea," the thirty-eight year old brunette said, "just the thing for a rainy afternoon. Would you like some?" "No thanks,...
A Night at the Movies I didn't want to spend another Saturday night at home eating a whole pint of Ben & Jerry's, so I decided to treat myself to a movie. In a city this big you would think to be lonely was something that rarely ever happened. Not for me though. I've spent the last two months nursing my broken heart, barely going out or interested in mu...
Layla Dearest Pet, Ruby and I wanted to make sure you were still available to meet us tomorrow night. We haven't heard from you all week and we both miss our sexy little pet. If you don't mind, as much as we miss you, we miss that hot little body of yours too. Will you send us a sexy picture to get us ready for tomorrow night? We'll be eagerly waiting yo...
Feel free to leave a comment or send me your feedback. And as always, feel free to rate the story as you see fit. *************************************** Rachel and I headed back to the room just after three to catch a short nap before getting up to prepare for the evening's festivities. A light was flashing on the bedside phone, indicating a voice message...
Shelly knocked timidly on the office door and stepped back to wait. She was obviously nervous, and she fidgeted with the assortment of things she had placed in her oversized winter coat pockets. The coat was really too large—she was lost in the folds; it made her slight frame look twice its size. Shelly's huge backpack did little to help the coat do her body...
Reo Tanaka was gone. His apartment, where the eighteen-year old boy would eat in, sleep in, live in, had no one inside it. No one came to his apartment to visit him. It was as if no one would care if Reo died. The day was Friday. On a different Friday, in the past, ten Chinese gangsters had participated in kidnapping two teenagers. One of those teenage...
Finally the next chapter! Yay! The story itself is going to be shifting gears. While there will still be plenty of sex, there will also be more of an emphasis on story and character development. Feedback is something that I cherish greatly, so please do not hesitate to leave me a comment with praise or constructive criticism. Thank you! :] - - - - -...
"Did you have as much sand in your snatch, as I did?" Sami asked as she walked into the kitchen, toweling her hair dry, her tall, fine-looking body, as naked as the day she was born. Damn! She looks so fucking good, naked. She was referring to our make-out session on the beach, last night, after we returned from Lahaina. "No, I kept my butt on the mats an...
To my fans: This chapter is not about sex, it is a chapter about the pain of separation. It is a chapter about surviving that separation, and it is a chapter about the joy of life changing events. It is necessary to set up the sex in chapter seven. Separation: 4:12 a.m. I'd been watching those numbers change since I woke at 2:00, unable to stop thinking a...