1640 words 12 min read *** Leona was a free spirit. The woman was fearless and filterless. Howard was a man filled with filters, and rules, and inhibitions galore. She was lightning, and he was sand. I know when lightning strikes sand, we get glass. They both were good separate, but no one saw the two of them together. No one but me. They were like spark...
Friday morning Jeff woke groggy and tired. He looked at his phone and was startled, he had slept an hour with the alarm going off. He jumped up quickly. Shit! I'm going to be late he shouted as he got up. Oh, damn what the hell happened to my back he thought. He went in the bathroom and looked there were 4 claw marks on each side of his back. Oh, that's righ...
"Wakey,wakey!!" a high pitched voice forces it way into the blackness that has engulfed your mind "This ain't no time to be sleeping on the job" You feel a hand strike you hard across the face,once,twice. You shake your head trying to clear the cobwebs and open your eyes but still you're having trouble focusing. All you can make out is a...
It was 5:30 when he heard her walk into the room. She looked at him up and down, staring at the pain in his groggy eyes. She proceeds to walk out of the room and gestures him to follow. Shit, he thought. Last night was painful. The rigging lit up every time he moved, let alone staying in the exact position to sleep wasn't exactly the most comfortable. "Hurr...
Boring. Totally pedestrian. That's the best way to describe this bank robbery. The same shrill scream of the customers, the same guns raised by security guards who finally get to do something, the same look of terror in their eyes when they are snatched away by thin air. They know who she is, they know what she's here for. They know what she can do. Guard an...
I'd seen her outside with her foot up on the front wheel of my four-track. Her skirt was billowing around her and she had the cutest pair of pink lace panties covering what I imagined to be an equally cute pussy. I didn't pay much attention to her face. No, what fascinated and drew me to her was not the sexiness of the situation and her obvious overall sexua...
Katrina Fuller cut the ham sandwich in half with a disgusted frown. The heat was driving her crazy and her employer wouldn't allow her to use any air conditioning. Clad in a light shirt tied at the waist and "Daisy Duke" cutoffs, her body was still sweating. Brushing a lock of black hair from her face, Katrina, Kat to the rest of the world, carried the food...
Waking up was the second hardest thing for Pierce to do, the first was physically getting out of bed. He stayed in bed the whole weekend, wishing Monday would never come, but it did. It was a little after one, he already missed his first two classes and if he missed psychology class Jaylyn would make sure he never heard the end of it. He should have opted fo...
The woman's purple tinted hair blew slightly in the breeze. She sat, her green eyes watching through the front window for the little black car. Tonight was the night she was going to say something to her friend that had been on her mind for months. She was scared, but that was nothing new when dealing with her life. She glanced over at the small form laying...
November 31 Rosetta was wearing a flimsy sarong and dancing. She had me sit in a chair. I hadn't worn clothes for a while. She wasn't putting the show on expressly for me. She decided she'd like to dance and wanted an audience. It didn't upset me. I was just happy that she had stayed around a few days. It had been nice. I didn't feel so much like a slave. W...