Avril sat on the couch holding her heart in her hands. She wasn't crying. Sitting next to her, Ted wondered if that would change. Still staring at the damning picture on her phone, Avril asked Ted, "You think her tits are fake?" "Not as fake as her nails," Ted said, trying to keep things as light as possible. "They could be real," Avril said, zooming in...
Hi Folks, this one is little bit different. This one was inspired by Chrissie Steele's song "King of Hearts." Those of you who checked my twitter page for the update kind of knew that and hopefully were able to listen to the song. I hope it put you in the mood so you can get a better feeling for the story. As with most of my stories, sex plays a very small p...
--- Week 4 -- Thursday Night --- I didn't get to go home this night 'cause Ortega didn't call me a taxi. No surprise there. Duh! However, he didn't call Justin to pick me up, either. Instead, he saw off his business partner Miller, not paying any kinda attention to me or Shelly. I guess he was still super mad at his ass-istants. Whatever! Like a pair of go...
At the age of twenty-four, Belinda Moore knew this was the last year she could vie for the Inspiring Young Women's special Christmas bonus that the company gave out each year. She could, of course, compete against the rest of the firm next year, but that special Christmas bonus was only available to those under twenty-five in the dynamic public relations fir...
--- Friday -- Evening --- The hotel was crawling with people 'cause there was an adult convention taking place. However, there was a place that was literally deserted like a morgue, which was the wellness area in the basement. Unfortunately, that was exactly where I was hanging around, also literally. Remember? Ortega had given me the chance to earn two p...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
This story is set in the near future. Some of the medications, procedures and technical advances detailed within have not been introduced -- yet. ***** Chapter One I had never believed in love at first sight until the brunette with the mesmerizing gray eyes appeared. She arrived late; the party was already well underway. She wasn't supermodel stunning;...
Honesty may be the best policy, but it doesn't always get you what you want! JACK I met April just after I moved to town - purely by chance at my new doctor's office -- she backed into my bumper and then got out to look at her car. If I had not been sitting in my parked pickup (I always arrive early for any appointment) I am not sure she would have owned u...
I punched viciously at my iPhone, resigned to the fact that I wouldn't be flying out tomorrow; not at those prices. My ridiculous weekend trip would end on Sunday evening no matter what I did. There was no way to bail out early. I was stuck here. It had taken eleven long months for my divorce to be final. By Washington State law, it could have been over in...
Chapter 1: Tuesday Morning, 4AM - Rejection "This is Dorothy Bishop. My daughter, Alaina, caught a stomach bug and won't be attending today. I can be reached at my home number if there are any questions when you get in. Thanks, and have a good day." She clicked the cordless phone off and let it fall to the floor. The phone landed and bounced as her arm fol...