Chapter 11: Lacie's Day Off Heather didn't let Lacie sleep much that night, due to her concussion. She woke Lacie intermittently, checking on her condition, making sure her head injury didn't worsen. Most of the group stayed in the medical suite, only Lindsey and Master went outside once Master's 'friends' arrived. For a few hours the girls heard nothing a...
The table burst into raucous laughter, well, everyone but Dominique. She just smiled absentmindedly, scraping her nails down the side of her cup. Every since Nik took his seat at the table, he had been the life of the party- but pure hell for Dominique. He was winning them both over making them laugh at his corny jokes. Dominique smiled and threw in a laugh...
I nervously applied the last of my makeup in preparation for my debut at the Slice. Up until three months ago, no one besides my parents and physician had seen me nude, but now perfect strangers were going to be ogling me. My folks would have cardiac arrest if they saw me now. They were opposed to me joining the police force to begin with. My dad wanted me t...
I finally made my way to work on Friday. I guess my boss had received good reviews from Omaha because he told me to go home at noon and also said to hang on to the phone because there was a good chance I would get a call over the weekend for another trip out of town. Hmmm, I thought to myself, good thing I kept Helen's card, although it was securely tucked a...
When I took a job as a Security Guard at the local hospital a couple of years ago I was well aware of my stature in the pecking order amongst doctors, nurses and executives. If I had any hope of scoring with any of the three, I thought, it was time to hang up my flashlight. So, I did the smart thing and concentrated on doing my job well. Maybe that is what p...
Emma had never considered herself to be a princess or a girly girl, but their tip toeing trip down the back alley was enough to make her want to scream 'eeewwww!' She was more than happy when they made it into the main streets again. "Yeah, I'm pretty hungry too." She admitted, pushing her hair back and studying him as he seemed to struggle with some intern...
I would like to thank TRCIII for his help with editing my first story. This is my original work of fiction. Part I Arrival Traveling up Coastal Route 1, headed where? I wasn't sure; I was confused. Did I feel happy at the thought that after 10 years of marriage he still wanted to surprise me or that of all weekends he decided this was the time for a va...
Part 2: Café Aphrodite This is the 2nd part of a 6 part story. Please read The Cottage –Arrival before reading this part. Once again special thanks to TRCIII for all of his help. I awoke the next morning to the aroma of bacon. I lay there for a few seconds, remembering the day before. I don't think I have awoken so horny in my life. Food was about the fart...
Anya's fingers moved, and a deep thrum began to emanate from the speakers. It was a low, raunchy resonance, laying down the foundation for what was to come. The rest of the band soon added their instruments, and the slow funk slickly filled the hall air. Now even the louder members of the audience were taken into a new stupor. A hush fell over them as Anya'...
Chapter 17 "I had a finger up my ass and it still wasn't good enough." Early morning, Thursday, July 26th Carrier USS Reagan, 280 miles west of Hawaii, Pacific Ocean Maria.... As I was being strapped into the back seat, Osborne went over the emergency procedures again. "I'm telling you, Colonel, when we shoot of the cat, it'll be like nothing else. Ev...