(C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. I welcome feedback. * "The weirdest thing I've done?" echoed Amy, giggling into her alcopop. "I don't know," she said in defeat. "Come on," pressed Megan, slumped on the couch next to Amy. "There has to be something that stands out." "Well," Amy admitted in between drunken laughs, "I've probably done a few things with my last girlf...
The telephone conversation had been a little awkward, calling someone who had left their number on the remote to your tickling panties. Amy nervously approached the whole thing with some precaution, maybe the Asian women that had found the remote at the nightclub that night was just having some fun? Maybe she did not really want me to contact her at all? Amy...
Amy Bass was a sexy twenty-two year old woman who now found her-self living in a strange town and married to a twenty-eight- year old workaholic... Amy and her husband had moved to a new town a couple of month's ago when her husband took on a new sales job with a new company. Her husband just left again for another week long business trip and the five-foot t...
Note: Part 1 of this story was mistakenly (on my part) posted under "Incest" several days ago. To catch up on the story so far please review that posting. Tom moved around the house quietly the next morning as he got ready for work. Amy was awake but still in bed when he left her with a quick kiss. "I'll try to come home early," he said as he left her. Amy...
Please give me feedback (good or bad). I'd like to know what others think, thank you. Send them to the address in my profile with the headline "Amy's First" * * * * * It was Saturday night; Amy had just gotten off work and was headed back to the apartment she shared with her two friends Jill and Kelly. Amy had only really known the two girls for about 2 mo...
Before Veronica had become her mistress, Amy had been an unstoppable menace of a prep and an insufferable bitch. Never once in her life had she ever been effectively disciplined, she had almost invariably gotten what she wanted. Those days were over. Now Amy had fallen very far from that pedestal indeed. She had become a slave to Veronica's farts, all becau...
Amy stood in front of the mirror wrapped in her old flannel robe and stared at herself. "This is it, girl. If there's going to be a New Amy you have to start right now." It had been a month since her divorce had been finalized and she had kept pretty close to the house, rarely going out except to go to work. Her marriage had never been a happy one. Not that...
It had been an evening straight out of a romance novel, Miranda Wagner thought to herself. Seated in the back of a stretch limousine with a crystal champagne flute in her hand, Miranda admired her professionally manicured nails as well as the sparkling diamonds and pearls adorning her wrists, ears and sleek neck. As her mysterious man of the evening filled...
For the past couple of weeks, Jenny had been meeting Amy for lunch, when the weather was ok, they met to walk Milo around the small park near the bookshop. Jenny brought sandwiches each day and they walked and talked, getting to know each other better. At the end of each date they shared a few chaste kisses, each wanting more but not knowing how or when to t...
Kara bit her bottom lip nervously as she approached Amy's house. It was late Friday evening and the sound of her feet striding along the sidewalk seemed to be the only sound in the usually busy town. Even the black sky above seemed to be casting an ominous tone on the events ahead. Kara was a stunning twenty three year old with straight raven hair that casc...