Lydia Again - Pt 4 'Where did you get it? Was it from that place down from Omonia square?' I asked, more with curiosity rather than interest. I moved my hand over her thigh, towards her centre of all desires and delights. 'No Sam, not from that shabby place. I bought it from Anne Summers at the beginning of summer, while I was polishing my English in Lond...
The fast-moving truck flew into the intersection beating the red light by just a split second while I clung to my seat belt with one hand, and kept my other on the dashboard. "You know, Wade, if we die trying to get to the party it is going to be a heck of a lot less fun for both of us," I shouted. "I got this under control, Alex. I took defensive driving...
They said things would never be the same. The knife edge of a moment, separating the world of the past from the uncertain world to come. Of course, it was more than a moment. The Black Christmas attacks had occurred across hours at least. If Esther and the others at the party had been listening to the news they would already have heard about the first huge...
This story centers on a woman who is unfaithful to her husband, and how she deals with her emotions when the affair comes to a sudden and tragic end. If that plot doesn't suit your tastes, I would suggest you not read it. If you continue, I hope you enjoy a look inside the thoughts of a cheater who is forced to deal with her emotions in a sudden and unexpect...
The car door slams shut in the driveway as I run the comb through my long black hair, completing the preparations on which I have spent hours as I await my benefactor's return. It is ironic that even though I have spent all day primping, I am wearing almost nothing. To ensure that I remain free, my strategy will be to titillate him so that while I am his gue...
Shelley Holmes is a Europol consultant detective on vacation to Edinburgh. Trouble follows and along the way she finds her Watson. Inspired by various Sherlock Holmes modernisations. *** "Shelley Holmes, huh? Are you meant to be some kinda female Sherlock, lass?" "I'm not a private investigator, I'm a consultant detective," Holmes pulls the badge from t...
PART 2: Reality *** Saya and I had shared a beautiful weekend. Now the real world waited. Walking out the door, I couldn't think of anyone else I wanted at my side. My life after love had begun. But when I said that the real world waited, I meant reality would be shattering my fantasy world. From the moment we walked into the building together, our profes...
IN THIS Western arching 120 years, be prepared for a little humor and even satire, sex, romance and obnoxious attitudes. The setting is Clyde, a small servicing a hinterland of small farms and ranches In pioneering days the Jefferson family arrived first followed by the Elliot's. They cross-married but within this generation the two families divided because...
An icy November breeze whipped through the near-barren trees. Small brown leaves, already curled in upon themselves from the sudden cold snap, broke away to fall awkwardly to the ground. Shrouded in thin sheets of frost, they fell hard and fast, crunching softly upon the cracked and worn sidewalk. It was the sound of autumn crumbling away. The winter that th...
Note to readers, if you want lots of wham, bam, thank you mam then this isn't for you. Part 1 deals with what happened and why, 2 & 3 deal with the aftermath. This touches on depression and attempted suicide, subjects I'm all too familiar with. If this subject disturbs you, I suggest you pass this one over. ***** Chapter 1 On my way to Monday classes I ha...