This story is a further instalment in the series written for a sexy lady who is the star. The stories are based on her fantasies, ideas/ experiences and friends. This instalment she her once again with her close friend Jenna. As this is a fictional world safesex is not always mentioned. * "Do you want another drink or do you need to get back to work?" Deb...
"Thanks for all your help," Junie said to Anna and Matt, who'd spent the evening helping her clean up the apartment and pack so she could move out the next day. "It's no problem," Matt said. "You didn't have much, anyway." "Yeah," Anna said, "we're happy to help." "You said all the boxes go with Callie's stuff, right?" Matt asked, setting the last box dow...
"She's been crying like this all night," Jenna sighed. "I feel so helpless." She was my best friend of years, and I hated when I let her down; but sometimes you just can't fake a smile, right? Sometimes you have to be real. If I had to be real- as I was- Jenna was the friend I trusted most. And the male friend I trusted most was . . . Benji leaned into me...
"Didn't you hear me?" Ricky said and waited for one of them to do something other than stand there and look at him. Katrina's hand was still clutching on to Scott's shirt. Her mouth was open but no words were coming out. She had never seen Ricky look at her like that, as if she had betrayed him. Scott just swallowed and decided enough was enough. It was...
We were still on the floor, my head on his shoulder. The cabin was dark except for the candles I had lit earlier. It was getting chilly. Through the window, I could see a full moon rising just above the trees. Finally, I turned my head towards Tristan. "I don't know about you but I am famished. I'm a great soup maker and made a pot of mushroom barely soup...
The moment Chad closed that door behind them, Rose became intensely nervous. It was not that she did not want this, want him. But she was not that young, pretty thing anymore. Fifteen years and pregnancy had taken their toll on her body. Her breasts sagged. The muffin top, that roll of disgusting skin just above her pubic bone, never went away no matter how...
Agnes Gilden was forty years young and a widow for two years. When her husband passed away, she inherited his computer software business. Her inheritance provided her with an annuity of ten thousand dollars a month. Comfortable economically, childless and alone, she lived modestly in a large old Victorian house near the University. The University had often...
Greetings all, I again wish to thank all who have read, voted, and commented on this series. This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. The events depicted did not and should not happen in real life. Any similarities to real persons are strictly coincidental. I also need to state that everyone in this chapter is above the age of 18. I also wish to thank...
As a twenty year old college sophomore I didn't really believe in the occult, magic, psychics, or ghosts. However, my good friends Candice and Bernice apparently did, and caused a kerfuffle when I resisted going into a fortune teller's tent at a carnival one Friday night near the end of a semester. "Come on Amy, live a little, take a chance, experience somet...
"Dad! I'm going home whether you go with me or not!" "First of all, you are to call me 'Mom' at all times. Second, you ARE home. Three, HELL NO." "I'm sixteen now. I can ride unaccompanied on the airplane. I have saved up enough money for a ticket. I am not asking for permission. I just wanted to know if you wanted to go, too." Sophie was struck dumb. Her...