I continued to be the live-in housekeeper for the Thomas's and as we approached the summer's middle, Dr. Thomas and I were having some type of sex at least 5 days a week with his wife's secret permission. She had gone through menopause and hated sex, especially with his large 9 inch cock and the pain it caused her. Patrice had told me that because he and I w...
Faith Peters ran from the place she hated to call home for the last time. Her father, home drunk again had beaten her while her whisper of a mother watched with a teary expression. It was like an old recorder player, skipping to the same place in the song. Every night was the battle between his hand and her body. Not anymore. Tonight was different. Faith ro...
The decking creaked as the crew readied the longship for landing. They hauled on the hemp ropes and adjusted the striped sail to reduce speed. Two men went forward and took down the dragon head. They were coming home, and did not want to scare the land spirits of their own country. One of these men was Erik. He was the navigator, and his skills were not re...
As suspected, some of you liked it, others not so much. Such is life. To me, Danny's an interesting guy and so I'll continue writing his fictional tale—yep, it's a story. Artistic license taken. Not real. Not based on anyone I know. For those that find my style too wordy, sorry, but it's not going to change anytime soon. I enjoy storytelling, in building c...
Author's note: Hello, y'all! Welcome back! :) So, this chapter is, well, where things get kind of messy. Okay, VERY messy. We all need some messiness in our romance, right? 8K words for those who are counting with me, which brings my total to ~43K. Awesome for my #NaNo 50K goal, but still a while away from 'the end'. I'm thinking three more chapters sh...
Their first time, when Chandler wanted to go down on Sandra, she'd objected, said she was "ugly down there." "I know that's something men do to please women," she said, her clipped, mysterious accent, "But you don't have to do that, really." And it was part of the game she was playing, or so Chandler assumed. So he turned out the light, none of her alleg...
I developed this story from an idea I had some years ago. I'm still a novice writer so once again all constructive comments are welcome. I'm also British. I have used some British dialect. If you have not heard all the words before I think the meaning is obvious from the context. It also means the spelling is British as well. I was accused of not spell che...
dipti boudi is also my didi. and there's nothing mysterious about it. diptidi grew up in our locality, just like any other middle class bengali girl, and did what they are supposed to do in the late-90's. college, coaching classes, and a little bit of line drawing ( line mara ). the typical MCB woman was afraid to test her skills in nude sketches, coz she...
When she finally decided to accept the invitation of her co-workers to join them for an overnight trip to New Orleans, Melanie Hayes never dreamed that she'd fall in love that weekend, much less to a man she literally met on the street. But love has a funny way of striking at the oddest times when you least expect it. Truthfully, even though she was stil...
The rest of the San Francisco trip was pretty much a blur, we shopped and went sightseeing every day, ate at a superb restaurant every night. No one wanted the visit to end and we all left little bits of our heart behind at that wonderful city by the bay. We've thought often about moving back there but the timing hasn't ever been right to do so, although we...