I confess it freely and deny it not--I am a quibbler, and I love to quibble. That's copy editing. I say I won't mess around with plot, character or continuity. Those are the provinces of the author. I do the mechanicals--spelling, grammar, syntax, sentence structure. They are the off-putting little details that distract the reader, when the reader should b...
A/N: If there is interest I may continue this story. Feedback is more than welcome. ____________________________ "Do you want to kiss me?" "Yes, Mistress." "Ask me nicely." "Please may I kiss you, Mistress, please?" Her laugh was rich with cruelty, her lips mere millimeters from his, close enough so he could feel the hot puff of her breath against his...
I'd been in chastity for 5 days, and my thoughts are not really focused on anything but sex (my lack of it) and sex (my desire for it). Princess Melissa plans on keeping me in chastity for a long time. She says Sunday (4 days away), but I suspect she may be teasing me. She told me I needed to suck cock and swallow some come - TODAY. So while I was at work...
Do you ever hear a piece of music, a song, or see a picture that is so beautiful it almost makes your heart break with the poignancy of it? Hallelujah came on the radio today, whilst I drove through damp green-grey fields and the limp winter hopelessness of the view combined with the music to create a great swell of achey sadness in me that rose up and cho...
I went to a fast food restaurant yesterday and I just have to write about the excellent experience I had. I drove up to the order box thing and ordered a double cheese burger and some fries. It was my snack after two hours at the sweaty gym. When I ordered I heard this sexy voice over the system. I didn't think anything of it except that maybe the system w...
Dear Diary, How am I supposed to know if he really likes me? Is it only my body he is after or does he want to get to know what is inside of my heart? Why do I fall so fast? Why can't I take life slow? Am I afraid that if I don't I will let the right person slip away? Why can't I let my past be exactly that? It seems as if every time I think I can put my...
I know that you can't tell, but I originally wrote this in pen. I spend so much of my time analyzing and overthinking everything I do for fear of making the same mistakes that I fail to live in the present. What I feel at present is compelling me toward total honesty with you, but I fear what it would mean for us. What do I feel? Right now, at this very mom...
Everyone was filled with excitement. The game was one of the last of the season. An important game to determine which team headed toward the Super Bowl. It was a game no one wanted to miss. The living area was filled. Friends had come over, bringing food and beer. She didn't drink, but everyone else did and that was ok. She noticed that her boyfriend wasn't...
Shower, flicking on the lights and squinting my eyes as my bare feet froze on the tile floor. I turned on the hot water, eyes still blurry, unfocused. She knocked quietly, softly on the door. I just grunted. She said something about mornings and stepped into the bathroom. I stepped into the hot stream of water began to scrub away a long night of strange dre...
She was a class act woman in public who knew what she wanted. Her thirst for sex was like mine, in control of her. We found out we were both sluts. Our first meeting over lunch after church meeting singles mixer. We talked and found we had a lot in common. We agreed to a first date on the next Friday We had a kiss goodbye in the parking lot she pressed her...