Being a roving security officer I see some odd things. I have seen interesting types of vehicles in the parking lot, odd choices in clothes and strange people. Sometimes the people aren't odd but what they are doing is. This past Saturday evening around ten o'clock I was patrolling my parking lots as usual when a man flagged me down to let me know about a p...
Sitting here at the stoplight in rush hour 5 pm traffic, i realize just how much i do hate traffic. The idiots behind me are enough to make a priest suffer from a serious case of road rage. Thank goodness i only have a short distance more to drive before i will be home. You told me last night that i would not see You for a few days since You have some family...
Based on Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. My name is Gina Gilson. It is my singular duty to decipher and record the sad, unlucky story of Ellen Hall. I am sorry to disappoint but there is no entertainment to be found in this chronicle. Her story is one containing many horrible turns and traumatic events, as such, I recommend you stop reading...
This part is not so sexually explicit, since it's dedicated only to the day I've met Helen, and how things have happened... ***** My watch shows that Brad is late - we've recently finished our military service, where we've been colleagues, so I'm confused - we don't use to be late, or not keep our word... We're supposed to go have a beer. The moment I'm...
I gripped the handle of my valise tightly as the train began to pull away from the platform. Glancing down the corridor, I could see men, women, and children reaching out the windows toward loved ones left behind. Turning my back to them, I stumbled toward the first empty compartment in sight, and quickly slid the door shut behind me. The commotion outside h...
Bantu grinned as Krynolyn motioned excitedly for him to follow her into her considerable back yard. Krynolyn was sweet, but a little controlling for a girl who purported to be a submissive. She was from a big political family in Buttermilk Falls, a family with a considerable amount of money, and she herself worked as a yoga instructor. "On personal yachts....
*This was the very first story I had ever written. Although short and sweet, it still is one of my favorites. I can still feel the tingle I felt when I was writing it. I hope you can feel it too. There is more to this story but for some reason, it seems good to end it here.* * Two people talking online. Just a nice open chat. Not bad, not nasty. They didn'...
Note: Sorry it's been a bit longer than I had intended since my last chapter in this story. I hope you all enjoy this one as well as you did the previous ones. Again, sorry for the shortness of the chapters, but I find that keeps you on your toes (or it does me, at least. : )~ ) Simmie moaned and stretched as she woke to Gil's mouth paying homage to her nip...
There was something familiar about her. In the way that she dipped her head as she brushed back a stray lock of hair, before looking up and catching his eye. It made him ache with a strange combination of lust and longing. And guiltily he looked away. But he couldn't help it. Something about her drew his gaze. And when he thought she wasn't watching, h...
Wednesdays. I hate Wednesdays. Middle of the week, neither here nor there. I was looking forward to the weekend and going out with the girls. It was my best friend's birthday and we were going to have a nice meal and a good piss up. Well that would be the idea. I should think myself lucky really. I'm nearly 19 and got this nice job in the bank, but I know I...