I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I... fucking... hate myself! Ridiculous. Naïve. Pathetic. Pitiful. Helpless. Ashamed. Despairing. I'm all that plus a shitload more that drastically contribute to the monstrous cyclone of upsetting emotions wreaking havoc in my chest. I fell for him—painfully hard—despite our agreement on being just fuck buddi...
Alex is a CIA agent embedded with a SEALs squad to look for a bioterrorist weapon. Against her better judgment, she has become intimate with the squad's officer, Bryce. She is nearly thirty, but has never given a blow job before. She wants to rock her new boyfriend's world, and earn an A+ at fellatio, so she studies up on the fine art. Her performance in the...
Eddie sat in the bathroom taking care of his business. As he did he began thinking of all the things that had happened to him and Carmen over the past few weeks. He began to smile and then laughed a little, chuckling to himself. As he finished he just sat there with his eyes closed thinking of his wife being taken by Jason that first time right in front of...
The arcade closed for maintenance. Its most popular game had to be serviced so it could run smoothly and update the playing module. John procured a replacement part that he was eager to install. She had an adorable cheerleader costume designed to match the Rough Riding Rochelle program, complete with tiny pleated red and blue skirt, tight white crop top, and...
I did warn him, you know. I told him that if he ever ended up in one of my "must see" cities, when I had a free weekend, I might just hop on a plane and surprise him. He travels all the time. I love it when he calls me from airports to keep him company until he boards his next flight. But I'm sad when I think of all the nights he spends alone in hotels. Ma...
My apologies to the writers, producers, & owners of "Smallville". This has been in my head for a few days and just had to be written. An Alternate ending to "Exodus" Lana walked across the Kent's yard with a purpose in her stride. She was wearing a short skirt, heels and a tight sleeveless blouse. She had been thinking about Clark most of the day. She had t...
The taste of things forbidden is always sweetest in dark shot through with blades of pale light, Gem muses as she let the dark curtain of her waist-length curls fall over a bare, flawless shoulder. She gazes down at the fair head bent over her knee-high leather boots, at the milky skin of the man's shoulder that is limned and impaled by sharp slivers of mo...
*Before... She shows me our profits and stuff...and stuff meaning gifts with cash transfers and e-notes sent for who. I'm floored, literally floored I've never had this much money in my life. I'm not rich but holy fuck...I can...I just sit and stare and look at the screen. "What are you going to buy first Nikki?" "Bills, bills and some savings but the r...
Author's Notes Remember, as a child, that ominous feeling you experienced when going into the basement? Perhaps your mother asked you to fetch an onion from the cellar, or to take that little pile of clothes down and throw it in the laundry sink. For me, garbage bags were to blame. We used to keep them across from the washing machine, and when one was neede...
The Dance “Diane.” Her heart thudded hard in her breast. She knew immediately who addressed her. Since Ruby’s collaring he seemed ever at Diane’s elbow whether it be at the grocers, at AJ and Ruby’s, at the theater. Donnal. It was pointless, she admitted to herself. His interest could only be transitory for despite the fact that she found him fascinating...