I hope Mark reads this. I can't think of another way to get in contact. It's been twenty-two years, and while my life has been good on all accounts, it's hard not knowing what happened to the people who shared a very crucial part of my life. Please don't think of me as a mousy little thing sighing over loves lost, because I am not. I'm a very good wife and m...
I arrived at Mike's on my own that Friday evening. Penny had arranged to meet Tara in town at lunchtime, and I had a late tutorial. So it was nearly six when I rang the door, and my breath was caught by what I saw when it was opened. Penny was in full slave gear. Mostly leather and chains, although there was not much of either. She had a leather collar wit...
Chapter 9 -- Serious Consideration Since Matthew was due back in the afternoon to swim at the pool and be with Heather, the Circle cleaned up their act for the afternoon. Cleaning up our their meant no public sex, men wearing swim trunks or athletic shorts or other pants, and women wearing at least a monokini. Heather had schooled Matthew to understand tha...
This is my seventh installment on my first submission. I would like to thank Kightshado, and MarionRed for reviewing this chapter. I will try and get chapter eight out within a week or two. I hope you enjoy. ***** Sunday 11/26/2006 ***** My name is Paul Beckson, and I live in a travel trailer, for the time being. It is on a ten acre farm in Arkansas. I hav...
Several months have gone by and it's late on a Friday evening... Stanford operates on an academic quarter system. Bonnie and I finished our final exams for the spring quarter earlier today. As with the first two quarters, we have no reason to believe that our straight-A status will not continue unabated. Twelve days from now we'll begin classes for the summ...
~~~~~~~~~ Reading chapters 1-2 is helpful, but not necessary. Much thanks to the readers that encouraged me to continue Mark and Karen's adventure. You know who you are. :) ~~~~~~~~~ Neither Mark or Karen said a word for nearly ten minutes after they left the lake. With the radio off, the sound of the classic Camaro's engine was all the music Mark needed...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Welcome to the final chapter of Jehovah's Witness Romance, with plenty of steamy sex - both Sapphic and straight - to conclude this story series set in the late 1980s. All characters and events are fictional with similarity to real persons living or dead coincidental, and only characters aged 18 & over engage in sexual activity....
Footsteps echoe across the walls of a narrow valley, as well-armed and -armored adventurers trudge across the rocky terrain. At the end of the valley stands an open door - simple, roughly hewn from the stone, yet foreboding because of its sheer size and the deep darkness lying in wait behind its threshold. The adventurers halt a few feet from the edge, weap...
You've had your share of rude awakenings in your life, most involving your alarm clock interrupting a wet dream or just a much needed deep sleep, but nothing quite compares to the moment you wake up, in the dark, coughing up lung-fulls of slime. You cough, snort, spit and nearly puke. You can feel clammy slime clinging to you everywhere. You feel like you're...
As you walk into your brand new apartment, you feel like your free for the first time in your life. After 18 long years of school and living with your parents, the freedom of having your own place is a breath of fresh air. A small breath. Your apartment isn't that big after all. The main room when you first walk in isn't anything special, it's got a couch fa...