"Babe!" shouted Rebecca as she opened the door. I popped my head around the corner. "What's up?" I asked. I was having a lazy Saturday to myself, but was getting a little bored. This intrusion was welcome. "We got invited to a party!" said Rebecca, as she placed her bags on the counter. "Oh yeah?" I inquired. "By whom?" "Some guys," she said. She was ou...
This is a rework of my first story. I feel that this was a better way to present it. ------ I awoke to a familiarly intoxicating scent, one that turns me into clay to be modeled as its owner sees fit. A scent that makes my mouth water and my cock hard. I opened my eyes and my ability to think became even harder to keep within my grasp. The sight of her glo...
Author's note: All characters who engage in sexual conduct are over 18. This story has a lot of dialogue in it because I need a way to deal with exposition without just rambling on and on with world building. I'll allow voting for this story to see how it goes. I'm not looking to win any prizes or anything. I just hope everyone votes honestly on the meri...
CHAPTER EIGHT: Jennifer at home "I've spoken to Detective Webster at the end of last week and she's told me so little about you," Alicia Knight said to Tommy, "She didn't think it was a good idea for me coming to see you while you were still poorly but I so wanted to. I hope you don't think it too much of a cheek." "No, that's perfectly all right, Mrs Knig...
This is part 3 and the conclusion, please read Lethal Weapon parts 1 and 2 to find where we are before reading this. My keyboard has a habit of skipping letters and doubling letters. I usually catch these in spell check, but I miss some, so please bear with me. Comments and voting will be turned on now, please be kind. ***** Martin grabbed the bag of catfi...
The door slamming broke her reverie, the noise startling her enough to make Kay jump up from her seat. Walking towards the lounge door she heard Dan's voice calling her, as she walked her mind readjusting to reality after the mental playback of scenarios started to fade to the back of her conscious as real life beckoned. "Hello love." Dan's cheery face fil...
"Bad news honey. I really wanted to go to the party, but it doesn't look like it's going to happen." I reported to her over the phone as I walked towards long-term parking. I had just flown back in on the eight o'clock flight and looked forward to getting home. I was returning from a week of meetings on the merger the company I work for had been working on t...
Jack and Janie Janie Ah, middle age, that wide, flat expanse of no man's land between young and dumb enough to do it and too damn old to care if you do it or not. The salad days, as this fragile time between old and young is sometimes called or might be called if it weren't for the simple fact that the salad aint' as fresh as it used to be. At forty-eight,...
Hiding a Company sniper from drug lord killers. * My name is Bernice McDonald and I am the very happy owner/ operator of a couple of children's day-care centers. I love my life and I love this work. I love children and since I have one of my own this helps satisfy my need to nurture. I have not always felt or recognized this need. I was born in a remote...
It's afternoon in the loft. The winter light that slants through the tall windows does look identifiable as Chrismas Day. Jenni doesn't know how that could be or why it makes her feel melancholy. Maybe it's that it means all the hype leading up to the holiday that makes everyone crazy (even heathens) ends with a crash. Maybe it's that, even with her loving f...