Mid-morning on a warm, sunny Saturday. Anna stood at her kitchen sink, dabbing washing-up liquid on a chocolate stain on one of her daughters' blouses. A metallic rattle and scraping made her look up and out of the open window in front of her. Through the wrought-iron gates of the adjacent house she saw her neighbour unfolding and positioning a sun lounger o...
Chapter 5 I'm so disoriented that it's not until I'm in the parking garage of Altitude's building when I remember that I didn't drive today, and I don't have any of my stuff from upstairs. I probably should have taken a breath and thought things through, but I just had to get out of the office. Not even Jackie's confused questions stopped me or the handful...
Hi again, Here's another story from Heather's life. Like the rest of them, it can be read on its own. As always, don't forget to vote and drop a comment on your way out. Thanks to tsreader, whose encouragement is the sole reason this story is seeing the light of day and MadamWhitewalker, my editor. Though not essentially, if you want to know more about...
The heavy rain that had been falling for the last few hours continued to beat against the large bay window as Olivia Stone sat in the plush recliner, watching the droplets run down the glass. It had been raining on and off all week and while the annoyingly cheerful weather girl on channel 4 had promised clear skies for the weekend, it was already Friday nigh...
Sophie closed her study book. The compulsory maths exam was the following day, but she couldn't possibly study anymore. Numbers were dancing before her eyes and diagrams had started to distort. She lay back on her large sofa-bed and sighed. You can do this. She told herself. You've got it. Just relax. She dragged herself from her comfortable position and...
New girlfriends find some special pool and bed time together. ***** Author's note: This is a fairly long love story principally between a 19-year-old male in college, his innocently beautiful half-sister still in high school, her equally innocently beautiful redheaded girlfriend and even perhaps their hot little mother as well - not quite as innocent but s...
It started when she peeked her head into dorm room, moving the door open slightly. I looked up from my book and smiled. "Katherine." I liked to whisper her name because screaming it always made me feel slightly dirty. She pushed the door all the way open, the smooth rounded shape of her hips framed in the doorway. The red silk of the soft robe made her c...
Mina's forearm was sore from the weight of the textbooks that had been digging into it all day, nestled in the crook of her arm as she migrated from class to class. Her last class of the day was over, and she pushed past hordes of chattering girls towards the library—her sanctuary. Her favorite table, in the back corner, was empty as usual. Not many people u...
Phyllis stood outside the door to The Outlook. Brandon was late again. If the rest of the night proved typical, he would arrive in about an hour, and in still another hour feign sleepiness in order to go out later with someone who had caught his eye. She wondered why she put up with it. She would have sneered at a woman in her position six months ago. But h...
Sundays are meant for relaxing, lounging in bed and making love until noon, when the bodies famished for more than just protein, drag themselves out of bed for breakfast. It was just such a Sunday for my lover and I. I watched her shred the potatoes for homemade hash browns from my lounging position on the sofa. Watching her lithe, graceful body peel the po...