She couldn't sleep. A glass of wine, a cool shower, and a walk in the warm evening air - all these things had soothed her for a while, but her stomach was still tight with what felt like anticipation. Lying in bed, she could feel the blood pulse in her veins, the touch of her skin against the warm sheets, and the heavy air that slipped between her lips, into...
When they had bought the secluded house three years earlier, they had visions of this very night. The house stood at the middle of a massive grassy plateau clear of all obstructions with the exception of a large, mostly-flat boulder halfway between the back porch and the thin line of shrubbery protecting the sudden drop down to the valley below. On the other...
I turned the car engine off and checked my makeup in the rear view mirror. Deciding it was not good enough for the company I was about to keep, I dug through my purse for my compact and lipstick, quickly applying a thin layer of burgundy shimmer to my lips. I studied myself in the rear view again, pushing my bangs this way and that until I realized how ridic...
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Act III: Harmonic Convergence [Author's Note: the following story is the third (and possibly final) act of "Sensitive", which is based on real events from my life. You'll probably enjoy this part a lot more if you read acts 1 and 2 first, because to me, what makes this story special (and what made me decide to remember it by writing about it) is the way eac...
Chapter 13 – The Chase "So there I was, neck deep in the thick of a mess so stygian, I think even Isira would've been blinded. Surrounded on all sides by the roiling plains, out of food and my boots were too ripped up to use for stew; the septic wound in my hand was pulsing an angry red and it burned something awful. I reached for my gem torch to find it g...
Thanks to Yoni Noni for editing assistance with this story ***** The day had been long and the journey far for the two, and Argo. They were all tired and weary from the heat and the stone littered dirt roads. Their journey to Athens was nowhere near finished. But, it was getting dark and Xena was tired from a small, but stressful fight with a band of hoo...
Writer's Note: This story is completely different from the first one I wrote, because I remembered a few stories I read a long time ago and how strange/erotic I found them...so I decided to jump from incest to...well this. The plot is fast-paced because I'm impatient. If you have any comments or suggestions, again I'd love to hear them. Assuming I get anothe...
Movies have made me the voyeur that I am and I am suing. I do not hide the fact that I am a voyeur, a voyeur who loves exhibitionist women. Oh, yeah, I love to watch, especially if you love to show. When I think about women wearing short skirts that shows their long, shapely, shaved legs and the triangular patch of white or pastel panty when they sit even...
Amanda said it would be difficult. She was wrong. The modern world isn't like the one she was born into in 1740. In the 21st century the people living next door usually can't describe their neighbours, let alone tell you their names. No. I wasn't rich. Not in the beginning, but that wasn't a problem. Amanda took care of our sleeping arrangements and she wa...