"Because I'm in love with you." I took a step back. I was so certain I could've found a way to get Hannah and I past whatever was going on with her... I was so sure I could've fixed things. But I was blindsided by her admission. It was actually the complete opposite of what I thought the issue was. I was convinced that she didn't want me to touch her any...
This is a fictional story suggested by a news article—"Ripped from the headlines"—as some television programs say. The names here are not taken from any actual person, living or dead. Chapter 1 There was a time when I wasn't a quiet, uncommunicative person, but I had a hard time remembering that far back, it was so long ago. My ten year old brother, Matthe...
Meditation Mount "What about a picnic?" Emily whispered. Guru Sri Sri Shanti was droning on about the soul being a flower that opened when the light of the Vedas shone upon it. Emily was bored because she knew a lot more about the Vedas than Sri Sri Shanti aka Joseph Poplowitz. "I've had just about enough of this." She murmured to Susan, who sat next to h...
This is an edited version of Nanny Sarah. Once again, a huge thank you to Bi_Cathy for helping proofread. Hopefully we've caught 99% of the typos now. This is the third part of a three part story. Please read the other parts first. All characters in explicit scenes are over eighteen. ******* Sarah had been correct. As soon as the sky outside showed any h...
It goes without saying that you should read 'Promises Made and Promises Kept Pts. 01 and 02' first before reading this story since it picks up that story. © 2020 Candy_Kane54 *** September 1994 "Okay," I said as I settled back down in my seat. I could see that Judy was nervous and struggling to figure out what she wanted to say. My stomach churned as I h...
Word Count: 24,643 *** Every step felt like the spot where her knees would fail. Her heels screamed when they smacked the asphalt, a pain that reverberated in her thighs and chest. Autumn was slipping into winter. The cold bit her nose and turned her eyelashes into daggers. Even so, she kept running. Lap twelve was all momentum so when she reached the...
Author's Note: Well, last year I did a Remembrance Day story, this year I'm paying tribute to the American side of my lineage with a Veterans Day story. It's long and the sex doesn't get started for a while but when it does, well, it lasts for a while. Big thanks go out to the super helpful editor who fixed my grammar and punctuation. Any errors in research...
"Number 28, they screwed up my name." Kim Burgos closed her eyes and sighed, hoping that when she opened them again, it would be early evening and she'd be in her hotel room, settling in for a solid ten hours of sleep. "Sorry ma'am, was there something you needed?" Kim smiled in spite of herself. "Oh nothing, I'm just feeling a little morbid today and I...
Keys tapped on the keyboard of the laptop, the click clacking becoming a mundane sound in the background to the conversation of the user of said laptop. Fingers flying across the laptop like a pianist plying their trade, not even noticing how fast she worked. Even while frantically tapping away with her work her attention was only half focused on what she wa...
This story deals with themes of coercion and reluctant participation is a lesbian setting. If you think that you might find such material offensive please try another story. Chapter 1 I had done tours of duty in both Afghanistan and Iraq but neither had scared me as much as this. It was not too late. I could still walk away and no one would think any the w...