Hey everybody! I am pretty sure this will lose its formatting, oh well. This is the second chapter of the 'Rags' series. It is emotional, but not dark like the last chapter was. The next two chapters are about learning to deal with tragedy, and how you can find the beauty within a person even if their story was an ugly one. I hope it is enjoyable despite the...
Chapter 12 The Two Kates Anne was alone in her room sitting at her desk in front of the computer. She began the evening by sitting down to start her art history essay, but became bored and began surfing the net. She eventually came across a porn site which almost instantly put her in a horny mood, so she decided to enter a chat room and see how that mood w...
A note about this story:- So, 'V' and I are chatting away when she says to me 'why is it that all D/s stories are written from the sub's point of view. Why is it never from the Domme's. Take Summerhouse Blues, I really love that version of the Rhonda character and yet all we hear about is how Tracy feels. What about Rhonda, what did she make of it all?' An...
I deeply apologize for the wait. I started a new job and I honestly really suck at meeting deadlines... but this is the third part to my series, "Blurred Lines". I tried something a little different with this chapter and decided to tell the story from both of their perspectives so I hope you guys enjoy it. Major thanks to Dru_Druthers for editing this story....
1. Picked up I can hardly remember how it all started. All I know is that one day on a train going to work she sat down next to me. She said something about the weather, or getting a seat in a crowded train or whatever. I hadn't really listened and was engrossed in my book. But when I looked up and looked in her face, something and something inside me wen...
This is the continuation of 'The Artist and her young lover'. It will make little sense unless you have read the previous parts. For the sake of consistency it should be titled: The Artist and the Trouble-shooter, but, too many characters! To Recap - Milly's wife, a police officer, is killed and her friend's daughter, Fiona, comforts Milly through her grie...
This, as its name hints, is actually a sequel to "Gift from Mother Christmas". While it is possible to read on its own, elements will make more sense if read after the first story. I should also warn that this is a long tale and a romance as much as a sex story. And so, for this second part of the story of my life, the summer of 1997, I face a problem: how...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Chapter 31 Toni Delacroix looked across the street as a Superior Lawn Care, LLC truck pulled to a stop at the empty lot. She did not envy the men; the wind blowing off of the Atchafalaya had to be bone chilling cold. "Oh, Mama, y'all get cold y'a...
CHAPTER 1 - IT'S MY JOB Soul crushing. That's what this was. Emily finally figured out the right word for it. That's what her job was. Soul crushing. She worked in the drab and bland cubicle number thirty-six on the boring floor twenty two of the blank glass office building. In fact the only thing exciting about her job was that she got to ride on an elevat...
Though the characters in this story are high school seniors, all those depicted are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Dani leaned against the wall in the hallway outside the ballroom. She wept as silently as possible with her face in her hands. This prom night should have been the most magical of the high school senior's young life, but it had been com...