Authors note- Many apologies folks for the length of time it's taken me to post this second installment. I had a few editing problems. I hope you enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed writing it. ;) ************************ Whilst Mari had been innocently meandering around his quarters, Damian had been spectator to her friends' erotic shame. He'd found himself...
A/N: The setting is Piazo's Golarion campaign setting, with elements of my own creation. The characters are my character (Ravin) and my ex girlfriend's (Sylenda). This story is part of a larger story of a (mostly) non sexual nature. That will be posted on my personal website. My hunting blind is positioned on the side of field, right at the tree line outsi...
This story, like all my stories, is a work of fiction. All characters are age 18 or older. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person is unintentional and coincidental. As always, your comments are welcome. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I'm going to be late, I thought, as I ran across the parking lot toward my car. My bo...
Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34A–24–35, 95 pound, 5 foot 1 inch figure with blond(ish) hair. In 1998 I quit my extremely boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have n...
Even before she said hello, Daniel knew that Sophie had entered the room. Inhaling deeply, he breathed in the fruity scent of her shampoo, heard the soft tread of her footsteps on the kitchen floor. Clearing his throat, he said "Hey Soph." He didn't see it, but the sound of his voice made her jump, but he could hear that she had been startled when she re...
He was late. As usual. Never should have wasted his time getting the phone number of that blond stopped next to him at the red light. He was incorrigible. Mary was right. This group was going to be his last chance. He found it at last. Right across the hall from Overeaters Anonymous. (It had given him quite a start when he peered in that window!) This door...
"What do you see?" Tasmin asked. Always that question, their little game. The question that she and she alone would be allowed to ask. In the darkness, she asked him. When the night had fallen and the curtains were closed. When no light seeped in, not even the faintest of difference between shadow and deeper shadow were visible in those late hours, when the...
Check out Chapter One if you want this to make any sense. Even then, it still doesn't make much sense, but it's been damn fun writing. Thanks for all the kind words. I'll keep at this story-line if you guys are digging it. ***** It took Penny almost two weeks to fashion a mask from various fabrics, creating a form-fitting hood that wrapped her head and sna...
It was wet. The air was soggy. Rain poured for days on end, Spring time rushing in. A tall, lean, redheaded man with a full beard approached the ramshackle trailer home in quick strides, splashing through the mud. Not standing on ceremony, he entered the house and called out to announce his presence. At the back of the house she sat on her bed freshly shower...
At age 9, I contracted polio. At first I thought I was being punished for pretending to be crippled. For a year or so I had been using the slats from the bed and ace bandages to bind up my leg and walk around the house when no one was home. I had always been interested in people with disabilities. Never could understand why. When I left the hospital I was i...