I've just spent another long, hot afternoon in the garden and all I can think about is taking a shower to cool myself down. The garden looks great, but I'm a mess. Covered in dirt and sweat, I let myself into the back door and slip out of my gardening boots. I've rinsed myself off a bit with the hose but it's nowhere near what a shower could do for me. I pe...
*Before you start reading just know that I wrote this for my girlfriend and she has encouraged me to put myself on here again as a writer, since after her reading this she jumped me on the couch. Let me start at the beginning of how I first met Brandi. Like a fair few people in their mid twenties I went online to search for someone to call my own. From the...
You'd had a long night at work and were asleep on Sunday morning... Mitsumi rang and asked if I wanted company... I told her yes but that we'd have to be quiet...You had had a long week and were catching up on sleep... When she arrived I mentioned that I was planning on working in the garden...you had started a vegetable garden a few weeks ago and had dug...
This is my Oscar moment, don't worry though, the music will rush me off quite soon. This story is continued from the first chapter which you really should read to appreciate the story but what the fuck, it's your life, right? (If you haven't read the first chapter, this'll just be an empty, shallow & meaningless fuck, so turn right around & march y...
Author's Note: As promised, here is chapter 5, a very direct continuance of chapter 4. And, as always, I love to hear from you guys in any way, so feel free to write me. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 5: Take Off I was honestly expecting Ms. Vega's home to be massive. It wasn't small by any respect, but it wasn't it's own gated mansion either. It was simply a la...
Ch. 2: In Service I opened the door to Signorina Gabriella's bed chamber softly and slipped into the room. I hoped that I could do my morning duties there and be gone before the mistress awoke. She was sure to see my swollen eyes and would want to know why I had been crying. But it was just too awful; I didn't want to be the one to tell her. I passed close...
Darling Readers, Technically this is Chapter 2, Part 2, but don't let that worry you. It follows on just fine from before. Sorry it took so long to get to you - please, I adore receiving your comments, and ideas, and I respond to many. All the usual things apply..please don't read if you are too young - and don't do drugs. These are just impossibly decade...
The West End Digital team stayed until 10:30 PM Thursday night, finishing the pre-production graphics two days ahead of schedule. Darlene and I met Bill Stone on Friday morning. The rest of the team stayed home. When we'd finished with Bill, I took Darlene to lunch. After we'd eaten, I leaned back in the booth and sighed. "It's such a relief getting done e...
This is my first story that I have posted, so I would really enjoy if you guys would leave tips and point out any errors. The characters in this story are also all over 18. I am over 18 as well. Thank you and please enjoy. :) ~~~~~~~~~ Numbness. As I adjust my clothes and walk out of the room, numbness is all that I feel. A gruff voice calls out obscene t...
All in this story are aged nineteen and over. ***** During the period of these events I was aged nineteen, I had moved into a Bed-sitting Room in Ramsgate. Roberta, the Landlady, was probably nine or ten years older than I but I have to say, although she could have done with losing a few pounds, she was in pretty good shape, and as a lesbian, yes, I was in...