WARNING!! This is short, sweet, and somewhat romantic. If that is not what you want, you've been warned. ................................................. "Against the wall." Surprised, I looked up at the girl in front of me. Her short brown hair was tussled from our (up until now) slow and sweet make out session, but her eyes were what got me. I'd never...
Dear readers, Yes, I know. My sentences here aren't complete. My lack of paragraphs appalling. Maybe my spelling too. But it's a dream and rules don't apply in dreams, right? Call it experimental. Enjoy. Comments always welcome. - JJS Harshaw * * * * * At first, all that can be seen is Margaret's face. From the left side. In cinematic parlance, a ti...
It felt strange to wake up in Maggie's arms. Hell, it felt strange to wake up in anyone's arms. The last six months' worth of mornings had found me either on the couch, the floor, or -- for almost a week -- in the backyard with a chain around my neck. It was disorienting to feel flesh on my flesh and not to flinch. She smiled and rubbed at her eyes, "Good m...
Author's Note: This is the second part of a triptych, and follows from my previous story 'Questioning.' While it's not absolutely necessary to read that one first, it certainly couldn't hurt. ... It was so cliched it was almost funny. Or rather, it would have been funny if it wasn't the single most mortifying thing that had ever happened to her. Despite w...
Driving home, I found myself looking in the rear view mirror to make sure Jordan's jeep was still behind me. "This is absurd," I said aloud, shaking my head. "She knows where I live, so why do I keep doing this?" I knew why, actually; I still couldn't believe someone as self-assured and beautiful as Jordan was interested in me. Part of me expected her to dr...
NOTES: Irinia Kalenko's machinations have caused a series of changes in what Harriett had once deemed a hopeless situation: The call she made after her first session was to a cousin of hers, who happens to work as "muscle" for the Russian mafia . At her request, Harriett's blackmailer is brutally beaten and forced to leave town, solving the busty nurse's im...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaged in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. *.* "Ryan! Get the, damn it, get the door," Sharon Luquette called out, mopping the sweat from her forehead with her towel. Ryan either did not hea...
Day 01 The day after my introduction to the life of a stripper I started my first full shift. I was very careful around Mike, I wasn't sure if that kind of thing was going to happen regularly or if that had been a one time thing. I did know that my ass was incredibly sore and I occasionally would find myself walking a bit stiffly, Mike had really made an im...
To the friendly readers who have supported me for so long - I hope you will join me for another ride... * Girls on the Side Chapter One "You fucking bitch," Joely said in a low, almost bemused voice. I stared at her, not sure what to say or do. "Joely, I'm sorry," I finally managed. She looked up at me, eyes hardened like flint, and I found myself takin...
..............taking her by the hand I took her up the stairs to their bedroom carrying the wine that was relaxing her inhibitions. My lovers' wife had been looking a little unsure about going through with it but my lover and I had discussed it and planned everything down to the last detail. He had picked me up at the station and dropped me off at the hous...