I hear the crack of sound before my nerves even register I've been slapped. I cast my eyes downward, unable to face my former friend." Do you hear me?" She demands," You let him die." Tears fall onto my shirt; I don't deserve the dignity of hiding my pain. Silence rings in my head as my partner's widow stands angrily before me. I know that we have interrupt...
This was the first Summer we rented a house down the Jersey shore. My husband and I never really having a chance to take a good, long vacation. It was needed and well deserved. But, of course, just when we thought a little time together could happen, he was called into work. He is in transportation and is on-call 24/7. I understand that and always accepte...
Our First Meeting: Chat One We have been such close friends/sisters in the online chat room. Her name is brandy and was the best person for me to get acquainted with on the internet. I am michelle and was very new to the whole world of chatting online. I’m the kind of girl that likes excitement and a good friendship and was looking for someone to connect wi...
Onyx and Tiffany had been friends since Kindergarten, the kind of friends that always seemed to be joined at the hip. Their friends thought it was cute and had nicknamed them "Ebony and Ivory" after the then-popular song, Onyx being dark as the stone for which she was named and Tiffany being about as blonde as any girl could get. Their teachers rarely saw th...
Part 1 – jazz music I have arranged to meet you in a pub in Islington but I've forgotten about London travel, how the connections don't all work out, how one double parked car can cause chaos and now I'm late, terrified you won't be there. I can't explain about this because you refused to give me your number even though you have mine. You can't have noticed...
Apparently, I didn't make this clear enough: both of the parties involved were over 18. Anyway. Everyone looks forward to their prom night. Girls start shopping for dresses months in advance and constantly obsess over who they're going to go with. On the actual day of the prom, they'll spend hours getting themselves ready and looking perfect. I thought I wa...
Damn it wasn't even supposed to be like this. I mean we were friends, just friends. Good friends, like I'll hold you down through whatever, and be there when you need me type friends. But still here she came to me again tip-toeing from my reality into my dreams. The image of her danced around the edges of my imagination enticing me. She stood in the middle o...
I'm Emily. I'm eighteen, five' five" with small, size B breasts. One day, I was taking the bus home from class. I usually sit by myself and take a short nap, but then I felt someone sit next to me. I opened my eyes and noticed a girl, also my age, but taller with larger breasts sitting next to me. I immediately tried going back to sleep. Everything was fin...
This is the third chapter about British secret service agent Amanda. It will probably make more sense if you read the previous chapter first. * My mobile woke me up early. "Hi it's Hamid." "Uhu." "Sorry to call you so early but I have meetings all day and Hasna said she'd kill me if I missed you. Would you like to come for dinner tonight?" Suddenly I w...
She is tall and slender, with shoulder-length auburn hair. Her breasts are full and soft with large brownish-red nipples. Her bottom is full and grabbable. Her lips are lush and kissable. Her eyes are huge and limpid and brown. And she is mine. She's a sales clerk in a local department store, in the lingerie section. I visit her almost every day at differen...