Late that night, after it had turned dark, at about 9 o'clock, Candice left the hotel, but instead of walking she took a cab to the Meatpacking District, just beyond the West Village to Outlaws and Sinners. She hadn't seen Lacey in a couple of years, not since Lacey had left San Francisco for New York. The bar was noisy and packed with bikers, biker chicks,...
This text was inspired (with her permission) by the work of u/soft-n-slow of Reddit's r/gonewild. ————— Part 3 A cold wind blew through the alleyway. She shivered and pressed her hands further into the pockets of the leather jacket. Maybe still just a little too chilly for this outfit. Oh, well. She'd be warm soon enough. She turned right out of the...
Therese stood at the backstage entrance of the theatre on the campus of Hyacinth Academy for Young Ladies, feeling her nerve seeping away from her with each second that passed. She had gotten herself into something that she didn't know how to get out of. What had seemed a necessity, and then a personal dare, had turned into something that truly frightened he...
Author’s Note: My apologies on the delay of this chapter. Real life has kept me quite busy. Over the last several weeks, I’ve had to give myself a crash course in using Flash, to get a website up and running, and the prenatal birthing classes have been booked back to back over this month (a baby girl is due in November, the first female born on my side of th...
"Thanks very much! Now...Pretty boys with BIG GUITARS!" Mac, the singer, screamed into the microphone. "Aaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhh!" we roared as the first thunderous chords blasted into the hall. As one, hundreds of people jumped up and down, pogoing and punching the air as we shouted the chorus back at the band on stage. Four feet from me Emma was hang...
Musical theatre is one of those things that people tend to either love or hate. For my part, I love it. I love watching it, I love taking part, I even love being backstage as I am this week. I won't say where, for obvious reasons, but I will say that the show in question is Mel Brooks' musical masterpiece, The Producers. Those of you who've seen it will know...
I don't think many people get turned on by the T-Mobile commercial. Well, sure, guys like the hottie Carly Foulkes in the hot pink dress but for me, I like the hottie AND the pink dress. In fact, I got obsessed with getting the pink dress and wearing it over my favorite satin lingerie. So I began to do some research. With the magic of the internet, it took...
I love music. Sweet, sweet music. I know that it's the lyrics from a 70s song but I really love music. The harder the better. About ten years ago my sister Kim and I went to see a heavy metal rock band play the local arena. We were both in our late teens...I was 19 and Kim was 18. We were excited to see the band because they really knew how to rock. Kim a...
He entered the club, dark and smoky. Stepping to the bar, he ordered a martini. He turns his head as he hears a soft sultry voice behind him. He focuses in on the voice…behind the voice, a beautiful woman. Long red hair, slender, curvy. She’s wearing a long black dress…strapless… long slits up each side, revealing her toned, slim legs. His eyes moved up her...
It had only been a few minutes, but all of a sudden Velvet Sky was stood outside of the office of Stephanie McMahon with a new found confidence. A confidence which she got by just a few minutes ago having Stephanie between her legs eating out her pussy. Velvet smirked at the thought and began to walk through the hallway's again still getting the occasion...