Hi all This one took a lot longer than I anticipated to write, but here it is. I hope you all enjoy it! I should have more coming out very soon, though! If you haven't already read the chapters preceding this, I advise you do so, or else it won't make sense! Cheers GT *** It is generally difficult to tell when someone is having a nightmare. But there ar...
Smokey Saga #66: "Friends And Live-Ins" (part two) ***** So as I explained in part one's intro, this is one Saga—not a story and its sequel—split into two parts, as I felt Readers would prefer it in this form rather than a big long single piece. This is part two, with the second sex scene towards the end. Just to reiterate: not a sequel, just a continuat...
Emily glanced at the round, freckled face in the mirror. Beautiful? No way! Pretty? Nah. Cute? Yeah. Definitely cute, and that was fine with her. She could live with cute. She finished drying her legs, turned her back to the mirror, and stood on her toes flexing her young firm calves. "Nice butt, girl," she commented to the Emily in the mirror as she looke...
GOOD NEWS AND BAD NEWS The case is drawing to a close and I'm not entirely sure what to do with the rest of it, I'm thinking of terminating it here but possibly returning to it some six months down the track to see how they're getting on. It's been an interesting story to write because the focus wasn't just about getting two women together but also solving...
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...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 7 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MY LOVER PAYS ME A VISIT -- OR WAS IT THE HEAD OF HR? I spent a...
Many thanks for all the feedback, DEAR readers. I love the way many of your are engaging in my naughty-nasty glam fantasy, which is so precious to me. I LOVE to discuss it, so please, more comment is appreciated... Sorry to only tease you here *wink*.. Chapter 2, Part 2 cumming soooon. Thanks again to all my inspirations, and a mention specifically to Kim...
Preface This is part one of four. It takes a while to get through all four. Your indulgence appreciated in advance. There's a prologue (chapter 00) but you won't be missing out too much if you skipped that. FIVE YEARS AND FOUR DAYS -- DAY ONE --Prelude to Day One-- ALEX I volunteered for the UK project as soon I heard about it. Mona, my boss, was happy...
"You want me to show you what, in exchange for fifty bucks!" Emilia whispered, the words parting her lips like contemptuous gnawing bites. "What I meant to ask-", uttered Luela, suddenly embarrassed, afraid. "What I meant was; would you pose for me?" "Luela, that's not what you said! If that's what you meant to say, then that's what you should have said!...
One week and two days since last entry, diary. SUNDAY. My past week has been... tough. Mom has been coerced into staying in Chicago a bit longer. Okay, so some things she did back when she was a kid were much more surprising than I had known. That mug shot, where she beat up that girl, wasn't the only one she had. Just the first. Turns out that Mom ran...