I'd like to say that the first time was the worst and that it got better. I'd like to say I quickly got used to the arrangement and that it didn't bother me. I'd like to say that it was just sex and that I had no problem using my body to secure a place to live and food to eat. I'd like to say all that, but it simply wasn't true. After my first time havin...
I gazed at the ocean and couldn't believe the spectacular view. The cool ocean air gently swept through my hair like a soft wave. Marcus chose the right place. My heart warmed as I thought of my husband on the first day of our honeymoon. A year ago, I would have never thought I would be married today. I was dedicated to my career and enjoyed dating. A seriou...
Gloria checked her makeup and primped her hair. She looked at herself in the mirror: tight white tank top; short, flared denim skirt; lack of bra for those who could tell. She was hoping she would get laid today by her new yard boy. Her previous yard boy, Danny, had been a gem, and she had seduced him at the beginning of the summer. And then offered herself...
"Tell you're son how you did this to yourself." Mum said angrily. Jim's Dad was lying on the couch with his foot up. He looked very sheepish and couldn't meet Jim's eye. His foot was swathed in plaster. He was still wearing his office shirt, but only boxer shorts on the bottom. These were unbuttoned. Tiffany was naked and crouching next to the couch, her he...
Today was the start of two scheduled days off from work. I sure did need them after working four straight days. Gail, my home town friend and coworker, was also off, and she was coming over so we can catch up on some of the things happening around town. She had mentioned that since we both are off that we should meet and catch up on the gossip, or do somethi...
This is the eighth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter III, Interlude V, Cassandra. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest girlfri...
Susannah Morgan pulled up outside the bungalow where she lived with her parents. She took the car key from the ignition. Opening the car boot she took out a bag containing the new dress she had bought for her best friend's wedding. She closed the boot and put the car ignition key in her handbag and walked along the path leading to the front door of the detac...
I remember years ago while in the military, talking with one of the men under my command who had since passed away. He told me about the small town he had come from. The town was a pretty nice place except for the name and a corrupt and lazy police force. I could never forget the name of the town it was too funny. It was called Hell. There weren't any major...
It was night and they had been driving for hours. As soon as she got into his Porsche, they had sat in silence, Alexander working on a plan and Zara, absorbing what Alexander had told her. She had many more questions for him, but the grim set of his face, and the music set on loud was clearly meant to discourage her. She had napped after a while, consumed b...
We had arrived at the cottage earlier in the week, and had been enjoying our break. The leaves on the trees had been falling, their late autumnal colours so spectacular - gold, brilliant reds, deep browns, purple, dozens of different shades and shapes. The sun was still quite warm during the days. Although weak, it was warm enough that we didn't need jum...