Bethany hated Valentines day with a passion. As a child, plain and unpopular, she had resented this awful holiday which seemed to involve immature boys chasing girls with chocolates, cards and posies... every girl but her, anyway. She had grown up, and in college the guys had begun to notice her occasionally, but even then she hated Valentine's day - she saw...
A big thank you to gina_b_33 for taking the time to apply her editing talents to my story. ***** I first met D via her blog. She caught my eye with her fun and inventive pictures, beauty with a sense of humour-that and a crazy fine ass, of course. We'd exchanged messages, which lead to flirting, which lead to . . . well, let's leave it at "creative sexting"...
She was excited to see him, beyond eager as she stood waiting for him to answer the large wood door. She tried very hard to calm her breathing to slow her heart down and just relax. She concentrated on her breaths as she heard the footsteps moving towards the door. As the handle turned she held her breath, letting it out very slowly as she tugged the hem of...
My plane touched down just after supper. I had been away at meetings for several days and I was very excited to see my Laureen again. My girlfriend is my fantasy. Olive skin, wide hips, perky breasts and the sweetest face; she never failed to keep me satisfied, to keep me coming home. I'm 6 feet tall, husky; nothing "pretty boy" about me, sort of the tall da...
Amanda had come away for a weekend, one night in this city. She'd arranged to meet an old friend for a drink while she was here. On the train she wondered whether he would comment on the change in her appearance, whether she would still secretly think he was fit, and whether they'd have enough to talk about. Pushing these thoughts to the back of her mind she...
Rylee always wore a baseball cap and this day was no exception. It was a standard part of his maintenance uniform and kept the sun out of his eyes as he traversed between buildings fixing everything from busted pipes to plaster dings. He was six feet tall, naturally tanned by his work outdoors, and had incredible green eyes the color of a pine tree in a rain...
NOTE : All charaters in the this story belong to Square. I just borrowed them. The campfire had long since died. The glowing embers barely clung to life as smoke still trailed along lazily into the night sky. Everyone was asleep. Tomorrow they would leave and this journey would end, one way or another. He sat on the edge of the cliff, looking over the horiz...
Any pop psychologist knows of the catch phrase, "The broken wing complex." It refers mostly to a man who will go out and shoot quail, pheasant, ducks and geese, never giving a thought to the pain and death of the bird's experience. But if the same man comes across a bird with a broken wing, out of pity and compassion, he may very well nurse the bird back to...
I know it has taken me some considerable time to write this next installment but once you read it you will understand why it took so long. Thank you for taking the time to read my story and please be gentle with your criticisms as it is my life you will be talking about. I felt so lucky to have someone who loved and cherished me so much or so I thought....
The sound of air rushing past her ears and the sensation of the wind in her dark blond hair almost made Kristal believe that she herself was flying. But the comfort of strong arms around her body kept those beliefs at bay. The sights she saw as she raced high across the sky invaded her eyes and flared her imagination. "This is beautiful," she shouted above...