Chapter 12 – Corruption Cassie and Julie had never felt more together. They talked about everything now, and the reserve which had always separated them was gone. Living was a joy, and every day they felt closer, and Julie knew that she would soon let Cassie know of the commitment she had already made in her heart. But there was no hurry, she was enjoyin...
It is nice, usually, to receive feedback from readers about one's stories. Not always, because some readers hate any particular story, whether it is lifelike or not. That's okay, because the notes from readers who like my stories almost always outweighs those who make negative comments. Most readers who send negative comments do so with the most unusual use...
While I was away studying two summers ago, I had a fling with someone. I need to write this account of what happened. Heaven knows it's completely occupied my mind ever since. I guess it wouldn't be overstating things to say that it's consumed my life, leaving me just dazed and confused. As time has gone on, my confusion has become worse rather than better....
My date with Gary was a bust. He was too full of himself, all ego and vanity. He was not the person I had originally thought he was. Ok, so, he was a basketball and baseball star in high school and college and now he was an assistant couch. He was a little older than the guys I normally dated were but he was a gorgeous hunk and a charmer. I am Donna and a j...
It was midnight by the time I got home. The second story apartment was as silent as a tomb. Not even a wall hanging was left after my ex left. The only thing that was left after the breakup was the computer, a futon, and my digital photo equipment that I used for my work. The only reason I got to keep those is that I could prove I had had them before I met u...
The downtown Chicago law offices of Saunders & Graves occupied the top ten floors of the forty-five story office building at Wacker and Lake. It was a glittering gem that was at once beautiful in its clean design yet garish in its complete lack of history or spirit. The environment fit the practice of law like a glove. On the 40th floor, the heart of the l...
I hadn't even opened my eyes yet when I started to feel my body. I didn't know how long it had been. Probably hours since I passed out. My body ached, my muscles strained and sore, my entire body feeling like it went through hell and back. More than anyplace else, my abdomen and crotch were the most affected areas. I forced my eyes open slowly, rays of suns...
I know these stories are a dime a dozen but they're one of my favorite genres and I thought of this way of telling it with an interesting twist. I hope you like it. Any feedback would be great. There's a lot of ways I could take this one so just let me know. *** I met my husband nearly twenty years ago at a party some friends had thrown. He was standing in...
Note: all characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 years or older. * I made sure to sit my bags down in front of the others that the station’s associate was going to place under the bus for storage. My strategic placement proved fruitful when the uniformed man grabbed it first and threw it underneath, a little more careless than I’d like, but I stil...
Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me-he. Happy birthday to me. Jesus! What a way to spend a birthday! I pour myself another glass of duty-free Lagavulin, and resume my position on the bed of my hotel room: propped against the headboard, whisky in one hand, remote control in the other. Thirty-five years old. How is that possible?!...