SS27: "And The Truth Shall Set You Free" *** Here then'd be SS #27—the latter of "Step-Mommie Dearest"'s two-part sequel (i.e., "Step-Mommie Dearest" Chapter 3, trying not to confuse anyone)—the actual erotic portion. Chapter 2 of this story (SS #26), the non-erotic part, was of course "A Date With Fate." If you haven't read that yet, you may wish to do...
Part 1a: Kate's Story Feedback most welcome ---*--- It was June 21, 1980 in Phoenix Arizona, and I was headed out early on a warm Saturday morning to check out the garage sales in the neighborhoods west of Metrocenter, the big mega-mall in the northwest part of the sprawling desert city. I wanted to get an early start so I could finish up before the peak...
Sometimes Friday nights suck. It was a little after 9:30pm and I was stuck at home. No date. No party. No friends. Just my CD player, a book and me. All of us were sprawled on my bed on top of the pink silky spread. My dark blonde hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail. I've been told I look somewhat like Elizabeth Shue, only with a fuller figure. I had m...
TUMBLING AND FALLING. Linda has agreed to go on a ladies camp with women from Rowena's church, with the caveat that she won't have to get into all that Christian stuff, but when an innocent act in the dormitory is misread by one of the women it sets off a chain of events that will alter their lives forever. Author's note: Dim sims are a unique Aussie dish....
Chapter 5 Finals Week "I'm not blowing you off. It's the truth." Lisa said sitting at her dorm desk adjusting her reading glasses. "Well, then when?" Robyn said on the phone. "It'll be over soon." "It's been soon for over a month now! I thought we'd see each other more often after the other night. I know you liked it." Robyn said. "I did and I'm sorry,...
Author's Note: This story is not meant for those wanting a quick erotic read. It is long. It is a love story. It is a tragedy. Love it, or hate it, but either way I hope you enjoy the journey. I know the journey has been eye-opening for me as the story evolved into what it is. * I froze in mid-step. My pulse crashed in my ears as I hovered in time, caught...
With a heavy lurch forward, the number 9 bus took off from another stop, filled to the brim and straightened folding doors with passengers. Passengers who occupied every seat, and whose hands wrapped and covered every safety railing and pole. In the center of that sea of bodies, handbags, and glowing cell phone screens, moved a redheaded beauty. One who ha...
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (Thursday, 25th April 2002) Spider got out of his car and walked around it, propping himself on the bonnet. What with him and the BMW, the girls' exit was effectively barred. And the drug dealer would have made an imposing barrier by himself. He was wearing knee-length shorts and a Gold's Gym muscle shirt. On anyone else the logo might ha...
Author's Note: This is the second part of Ashlee's Weakness which is itself part of a larger story arch beginning with my stories Ashlee and Naiya's Sleepover and Macy's Crush. There are more stories involved, but as I listed many of them in the previous installment I won't bother to do so here. All stories (plus many others I've written over the years) can...
Jen led her yoga class into the final pose of the session. She felt her body, her muscles, her joints relax as she settled into corpse pose and allowed her mind to wander. The soft music from the overhead speakers filled the room with light synthesizer music, and her practice mat felt cool against her skin. After a few minutes, she stood and surveyed her cl...