Her initial thought, after seeing the inn along the horizon for the first time, was that it was on fire. The setting sun, with its orange haze, was shimmering through the distant tree line. The trees, their tall shapes standing like toy soldiers, were all dressed up with their red and orange and yellow leaves. The light warm wind rustled the branches, causin...
[This letter came to me in July 2004, written in imperfect English. It contained some French phrases and words, and sometimes needed explanations, which are provided in brackets so that the reader can interpret further if he or she has the desire or knowledge. I have made a few little free artistic amendments for all our pleasures.] Dear LF, I will be to m...
Yes I am back to try again to write a story regarding my wife (now deceased) and her log book of the men she met during her life from 1950 to 1989. Now I know that I am not a writer, so what I put into in print is what I found in her log books. She recorded a lot of info about her meeting and sex with different men. She had been really "brain washed" by h...
When the story of Psycho went from Robert Bloch's novel to Alfred Hitchcock's 1960 movie, significant and cinematically effective revisions were made. In this writer's opinion, some of these changes were adaptations from the Richard Fleischer movie Compulsion released the previous year. Real life people and events inspired the novels of both Psycho and Comp...
(This story is based on the popular PC game, "The Sims", and if you haven't played it, then you wouldn't understand some of the inside jokes. Here is a rundown of the characters. Bob Newbie Though he is new to Sim Lane, Bob is the comic relief of the neighborhood and is liked by everyone. Betty Newbie Like her husband Bob, Betty Newbie is always there to...
Note from author, this fictional tale features Ian Flemings iconic character in a non profit story intended for fun only. ***** Sarah Young had been transported backwards in time having travelled ahead into the future much to her amazement. Unable to remember details she dimly recalled a stunning blonde with big hair and a spandex outfit. And sex with,...
Dear Dirty Diary, Three weeks passed and it was Sunday morning. The sun peeked softly through the slats of the blinds in our bedroom, showing promise for an inspiring new day. Doug was sleeping soundly, so I carefully slipped out of bed and headed for the shower. Soon the hot water tingled against my back and trickled down my bum, warming me completely. I...
Authors Note: This is my first submission, and hopefully the first chapter in a fairly long story. It may take a while for the action to truly start but rest assured if you struggle through this chapter there will be plenty in the next! Please comment! All critiques will be greatly appreciated! Hope you enjoy! *** I snuck through the darken campus thinking...
When I awoke that morning it was just like most other days, you had gone to work and I was alone in the house. As I sat up I noticed a dress laid out on the chair across from the bed with a note pinned to it. I crossed to the chair and picked up your note. "Good Morning! Please shower, shave (and you will shave everywhere, but you may not cum in the shower)...
"Tom, are you there?" "Ed?" Tom asked, over the static. "Yes, Tom, I'm...." Thunder cracked violently above the house, cutting Ed out. Tom held the phone away from his ear while it passed. "Give Gracie our best." Ed came through the receiver, once more. "Ed, tell Marion that we miss her." "Will do Tom, is there anything else?" Rubbing his chin a mome...