"Did you find it?" With a flashlight, Dana checked behind the cash register of the dark nail salon. But, she wasn't there for the money. She searched through the tiny bottles of polish, yet to be put out. The brunette, with wavy hair just above her shoulders, began to get frustrated. She looked up to her friend, Christian, who leaned in the exit window on t...
Tawny and Bryce had been married a little over a year now. Both very much still in love with each other, and Tawny, still in the tender years of sexual exploration. She was four years younger than Bryce, who was twenty eight. They met at a mutual friends party about two years prior, and both became madly in love at their first meeting. Tawny was considered...
Chapter 1 Bryce, waking up from his sorrow-induced nap, takes the joint on his dresser, lifts it to his lips, and lights it. How the fuck can she do this to me? My pride is fucked...I did all that I can. I'm only a man, he thinks. I can't be here right now. People smoke stress to de-stress. Lately when I smoke it, it increases the stress. I make the bi...
First part of a promising series. I let out a breath as I stepped out of the classroom. Finally, class was over. Not that I didn’t appreciate the Renaissance Age in Europe, in fact I found that sculpture of David fanciful—in an artistic way of course. But anxiety filled me sitting all through that 3-hour lecture. I reached for my phone on my bag’s outer po...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California It was a typical hot afternoon dawning over L.A. while a party was underway at a luxurious mansion. Summer time was always good for social events, if money could afford it. Outside, the...
My story happened more than a decade ago. Before relating my tale I need to briefly set the stage, but I ask you to use your own imagination as to what the main characters look like. ************** I worked for Verity Publishing House. We published a number of different manuscripts, some fiction, others non-fiction. We kept a bright line of demarcation be...
Chapter Seven Bryce looked down at the woman lying against him and smiled. The firelight made her hair look like flames. He ran his fingers through it and heard her sigh softly. He slid his hands down her arms then back up again. He felt her shiver, goosebumps rising on her arms. He watched her slender fingers idly twirl the stem of her wineglass, sending t...
They always called me Mari, though my name was Maribeth. That is until I started working at the local tavern. It didn't take long for those horny guys to dub me "Spankx." All the girls who worked at the tavern wore a uniform consisting of a white tank top, blue denim micro-miniskirt, red garters with nude stocking. The only thing that we had any say so about...
Bryce was sitting on the side walk cafe leisurely finishing an iced-coffee when he saw her. She was breathtaking and he felt an immediate connection with her. Every inch of her oozed femininity. From her legs they had to be inseam thirty-four inches. He used to sell clothing. Her thighs gave a little motion, knee's were cute, those calves made even a blind m...
Alice: She turned a groggy head over, running right into a tattooed arm. Oh my. Opening her eyes, she met the face of Bryce Hicks. Memories of last night flooded back to her piece by piece, and she felt her face begin to heat. Every touch, every kiss, every joining and every pleasure came back in full blast. Dear Lord, what had she done? Well... what she'd...