First off, thanks for reading. I appreciate the feedback I've gotten so far, it's been quite helpful. I apologise if you don't like flashbacks, but much of this story is going to involve them as Langdon's memory returns. I've gone to italics for those sequences that are flashbacks though. This entry is a little longer than the previous chapters, I'm working...
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"MMmmm..." Your wordless reply sounded just as tired as mine. Snuggling against you, I wondered briefly if you would be there when I woke up before sleep overcame me. Dreaming of making love to you, I never felt my body being tied to the four poster bed, nor did I feel your tears land against my skin... I awoke in the morning feeling wonderfully stiff. Ever...
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The next morning, after our group exercise and shower and one final breakfast eaten naked and on all fours from a bowl on the tiled kitchen floor, I was allowed to say good-bye to my fellow slave girls before being "shipped." We kissed and hugged, tears in our eyes. After spending weeks together, virtually all of the time with no clothing other than our coll...
It had been a long day at my granddaughter's graduation party, but while most of the other relatives and friends of my granddaughter's had faded in the heat and got groggy from the booze, yours truly was still doing fine. You have to pace yourself. I had learned that long ago the hard way, because while it's amusing when you're young to be the clown doing k...
A Contribution from Joanna: (as an adjunct to "Matt becomes Mattie"). * Mattie has asked me to consider writing something for you, the reader, especially about my experiences and feelings as regards the education that I have had from my now friend, Duncan. I am not as emotional as Mattie and tend to write in a more matter of fact style focusing on the ev...
So after the back seat experience with Tara, Rob and Trevor, (See my story "Tight Places") it had been pretty routine. It was back to the grind with school and Trevor and I had hung out a few more times and slept together, but nothing noteworthy. Tara had gotten a job on campus and I had not been seeing too much of her with our busy class schedule. So when a...
In writing for Mormon Chicks stories I get feedback from others telling me about their affairs. These usually aren't enough to tell a full story. I've decided to take a few from the inbox and put them on the site. This story is the framework of mrm53's email with some additions and correction with her approval. We passed the story back and forth a few times...
Cydney Greene was surprised when she rode over the ridge and saw the rocks and trees she had been using as a landmark all week were actually sheltering a beautiful pond made by the spreading of the creek as it pooled in a low spot before moving on down the valley. That surprise was nothing compared to the shock that rippled through her when she realized the...