Author notes: This is a fictional story I wrote for a close female friend in the hopes of seducing her into becoming my girlfriend. The story served its purpose well as right after she read it she came online (no pun intended) and we crossed that friend line for the first time with an intense cybersex session. Shortly thereafter we were inseparable and have...
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1:15 PM Hotel Lobby Joanna just arrived from her lunch with Cherry. Joanna was in a good mood, having bought a new pair of gold loop earrings that she now proudly wears and several souvenir shirts. But now she's in the lobby, looking for someone who still wasn't there. A bit disappointed, she decided to look for some of her teammates so that she can show th...
PRELUDE Laura Hanson was sitting in the back of a taxi on her way the Central Park West apartment of Hedda Moore. At the age of 23 years Laura was an aspiring actress trying to land her first role on Broadway. Hedda was the leading lady in a play that was in the process of being cast. Laura had been auditioning that Friday afternoon and it was not going wel...
This is part three of The Second Domino. I apologise for taking so long with it as I've been caught up with Delicate Touches but I've made my changes and feel I've gone as far as I can with the Domino Series. I may revisit Ruth at some point in a breakout story but that's for later. For those interested in trivia, the last part of this was actually written i...
Intro I suppose it all started with Bee-Line novels back in the late 1970's and on into the '80's. Back then it was easy enough to stroll into any shop, corner store or bodega and find one or two of these erotic fiction novels hidden amongst the King's and Clancy's on one of those tall, spinning book racks made of thin wire. I was fascinated with these boo...
Who was she? That's the question I've been asking myself for the last several months. Everyday that I drive to work, I pass this mystery woman going the opposite direction. The area I live in is in a rural part of the U.S. My drive to work consists of travel on 2 lane highways and old county back roads. I live in a smaller town with a population of about 1...
Robert's funeral took place on a cloudy Tuesday morning. The sky threatened rain, making the day seem every bit as dreary as my soul. It was a constant struggle for me to get through each successive minute of the day with my heart aching at his loss. At the same time, my temper threatened to rage at him for having closed me out of the final month of his life...
This story continues on from where my other story, "Choices," left off, though reading that one is not necessary to enjoy this story. I hope you enjoy reading my story. I know I enjoyed writing it. Please feel free to comment or provide feedback. All characters are over the age of 18. --------------------------------- I looked down and realized I had a t...
It was a Saturday evening, Jane had booked herself into the hotel she had stayed in before and entered the nearby Pussy Kat Club. She looked around hoping to see Tasha, whom she had spoken to briefly the last time she had come to the club. Pulling up a bar stall she ordered a whisky with ice and a dash of sprite. The bartender had short red spiky hair and a...