She is a friend of my mother, her name is Molly. She had recently been divorced and needed someone to keep her garden tidy and to do odd jobs around the house. Molly is 52, the same age as my mother, one day when I got home from a run, Mum and Molly were there sitting at the kitchen table with Mum, discussing her household chore problems and how she couldn'...
Emily had just finished her third slice of pepperoni pizza when her phone buzzed with an incoming Skype call from her best friend, Catherine. She frantically searched around for a napkin to clean her greasy fingers, but resorted to a quick wipe on her t-shirt when she couldn't find one. She answered the phone. "Oh, sweetie, no," her friend said, a look of c...
My apologies for the delay in getting this completed. Computer issues meant that I had to completely re-write this. This story starts from where the first part finished, so you may wish to read that before continuing. ***** The team were all there after we finished in third place at the biggest race of the year. There were lots of handshakes and congratul...
This is a rewrite of 'Vegas', combining both Books. While maintaining the theme, it offers a completely different and fresh take for the main characters. Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world -- thesoundandfury - not only for his editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapte...
I have been working on her for a long time with little success. My fantasy is for her to experience bondage and discipline from a master. She is independent and obstinate to a fault. She will think nothing of biting her nose off to spite her face. You can imagine my challenge. It all started when we came out of the closet. She found out about my sexual obse...
Ellie dressed excitedly. Mistress Joules never held parties and to be invited; her heart fluttered. Mistress had asked her to arrive early, to help her with the decorations. The though of doing some work filled her with dread so she focused on the fun parts. She wondered who would be there, what the food would be like, thoughts that Mistress might collar her...
--- David I don't know why, when at home for those few days, Violet was never mentioned. Maybe I was nervous about what people would think of her, and knew that I'd be teased. Wesley never said anything either, but then, we'd always been like that. We didn't 'snitch' on each other. It wasn't his to tell. It was uneventful as far as my family goes. Lots of...
This one is a little personal; my father in law was a Japanese-American GI in WW2 and there are a lot of echoes of my family in Doc M's family. The Battle of the Lost Brigade happened in October 1944. Like the Light Brigade at Balaclava, the 442d was ordered by incompetent generals to do a militarily impossible task and did it on sheer courage, at great los...
It had been almost a week since Declan had been shot by Chris, and since then he was laid-up in the hospital for respite, recovery and convalescence. In that time everyone came to visit him; Danny, and Derek came regularly to let him know of developments in tracking down Chris. Even Viktor Sokolov offered them help in finding Chris, putting his own men on...
*** Hey guys, the first (and shorter) split of what was originally chapter 8. More to follow. Fair warning, this chapter has pseudo-incest themes again. Thanks to Lunarlilith for editing. Enjoy. *** Chris' muscles heaved, beads of sweat dislodging, combining, and running down his bare skin. A salty, miniature flash flood, gaining momentum before...