I was asleep one night. Just broken up with my long time girlfriend. Alone in my apartment, in the dark. I had locked the front door, and my bedroom door, and that was that. I wasn't asleep long before I felt my shoulder being shaken. I didn't care at first, I was still used to Sara waking me up every so often. When I finally did wake up I was scared. I reme...
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I hate days when I run late, forgetting half of what I was supposed to grab as I run out the door. It was one of those days; I grabbed the costume and had to run back for the sewing kit. I forgot the measurement sheets, had to turn back around to go get them and then remembered while I was there that the cast list wasn't in my bag. Chaos where there should b...
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Part 06 Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical,...
So, it's Friday night and I'm getting dressed to go to the club. I take special care because tonight I'm going to find a woman and have sex with her. I need it badly. I've been celibate for too long and I'm tired of masturbating myself to sleep every night. So, I choose my clothes carefully. First my underwear. Silk? Definitely. Black? Yes. Revealing? Oh...
A short start of a series to come, following the hypnotic romance of a Catholic hot-head, and a calm, collected Wiccan. This "chapter" specifically is light, but is meant to start opening a door. Without further ado: ***** Yuuup. Halloween again, and I still didn't have plans. Harley... best to avoid that mess of crazy. I could hang out with Janet, but kn...
"What a bitch!" The insult come from someone waiting behind me, but I decided to ignore it for the moment. I gave the cashier a dirty look, "Hurry up." "Ma'am," she said, "I truly am sorry, but I just can't help you. Without a receipt there is no way I can authorise a return. It's company policy." "Listen up little girl, I'll spell this out for you: I do...
Authors note: Thanks to the widow for the edit. Lover's Games I sniffled as I stood in the corner, my pink thong at my knees in a tangled untidy rope. I was feeling most sorry for myself, and my bottom throbbed, burned, and seemed to grow bigger every second I stood there. Although it could have been worse. I could have been seated in the corner. I though...
--Sorry that it has been so long but life gets in the way. Between school and life in general, my story took a back burner.-- "I might be a what?" Rhiannon couldn't help sounding incredulous. She didn't want to believe Natasha but how else could she have these thoughts and feeling. Could they be from a previous life? She had heard about previous lives befor...