"This isn't going to change anything is it?" I ask her as I feel my heart racing while we sit in the car holding hands. She looks back at me with her beautiful ocean blue eyes. "Of course not sweetie, we're just going to try something out, it'll be fun for both of us, just don't do anything embarrassing," she says, with the smile I fell in love. I get out...
Chapter Seven: The Last "You are a virgin, are you not?" Hera questioned, her porcelain brush stilled a centimeter away from her silk-like black hair that reminded me far too much of Nyx and her eldest son. As I stared at the Queen of the Gods her question reverberated through my body. "Of course, your majesty." I bowed my head respectfully, trying to re...
Syntax error, line 127, object expected. "Fuck this. Quoted for 2 hours work and I've done 8 hours on this mess already." He sat back, reached for the drawer and began the ancient and ignoble art of rolling yet another cigarette. This done, he made for the outdoors. He would love to smoke inside, but had reluctantly limited his habit to the 'fresh air'. Th...
It is my opinion that every woman (and most men) should watch every episode of HBO's "Sex in the City". Now, most men probably just ran panicked from this essay (if they even clicked on it in the first place) just from that first sentence. Well, it's ok, for those of you with a penis who stayed, BREATHE. I don't think you should watch it all at once (unles...
Moll kicked her shoes in the corner and lay the briefcase down. She looked at her tired self in the mirror and scowled. It had been a whole month that Paul had been away on his business trip and he wasn't due back in another. "Stupid business trips!" she rolled her eyes, and threw her shirt onto the bed. She couldn't believe the sacrifices she had made for...
Copyright Aurora Black, July 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Author's Note: This is a little something I came up with while...
I was in my junior year of college and living in my first apartment with 2 roommates. I loved college but my social life was only interesting when I let myself go and in retrospect, used. In retrospect, my self esteem was not too high. I was a big girl, 5'8 about 145, and although attractive, I "defined" myself, as did others, by my weight. I also realize no...
...enjoying the summer air underneath the trees, looking up through the breaks in the leaves and branches, ever changing colors of green, red, purple, yellow...hearing a rumble... wondering, wondering,...a chain saw nearby, cutting into my forest? It's to the right of me. I need to get up and stop it. Need to get up and, need to get... Up. What? Oh, it's...
We're lying on a grassy hill by this gorgeous lake somewhere pretty far away from the party we were just at. Its past midnight, but I really don't know anything beyond that. Details are blurry right now...all that matters is the warm weight on my chest and the vanilla scented hair brushing my cheek. Oh god...the lights are so bright. So colorful and shimme...
~All character are over 18~ Clara felt excited. Her man Fred was on his way home from a long business trip. She couldn't wait to see him and make him happy, in all senses of the word. She wore only a frilly white and red apron that barely covered her bosom and left her bodacious butt fully exposed while she cooked his favorite truffle pasta. She hadn't seen...