=========================== PART 5: WHO'S WRITING NOW? =========================== It was weird making breakfast for myself in an apartment that wasn't mine. Especially searching through Alex's cupboards, drawers, and fridge. Normally, when you're visiting someone, you hope they don't notice that you're snooping. But knowing they've given you permission k...
"Stan, I'm not sure about this," Layla said with a faint tremor in her voice, as she glared at the dark mist-engulfed forest surrounding them through the car windows. "Oh, come on," he chuckled and continued to plant long, wet kisses on her neck and exposed shoulders, "don't tell me you're actually afraid." "There've just been...too many rumors, reports......
*written in collaboration with my Enchantedfool* ***** It had been over a week since she had teased him under the tree at the university. He had sent her a goodnight text thirty minutes after they had parted at her doorstep. She had rolled her eyes, returned his text with a short response and turned off her phone. Over the next week, Anna found herself smi...
The Right Honourable Rupert Crumpet esquireCrumpet Lodge, Lower Hardon, Buckinghamshire From: Lady Camilla Crumpet To whom it may concern: I am writing to provide a character reference for Miss Lucy Ripley. Miss Ripley was employed as my personal maid for four years. Her employment with me ended two weeks ago, when Miss Ripley informed me that she wishe...
When Christian Baun left Vivian's bedroom, she took advantage of the lag time between her appointments to eat a cheeseburger and swill down a beer. She also instructed the Mati Hari gang to advise each visitor that she was to be called Messalina. This was in keeping with the premise of the weekend and that they could tell each visitor that it was her code na...
The girls woke up. The "pattu" on her back, the man beneath her. She recalled everything, She shook her head, stood up and dressed up, before to wake the man up, shaking his body with her foot, just to reestablish the distances. She got out of the hut before the men could fully open his eyes. Outside, the boy pretended he did not hear her coming closes, or...
I looked round the fetish club, full of friends and, presumably, friends-of-friends, there for celebrating someone's birthday-ending-in-zero. Any excuse, really, for hiring out the whole place and hugely reducing the quotient of bug-eyed newbies getting in the way. More importantly, it eliminated that swarm of wanking blokes who always get too close to a s...
Without any doubt, Ann Sterling, my sexy wife, is the easiest piece of ass, the most eager slut in Australia. She has expressed her free-wheeling sexuality as a two bit whore on semi-permanent loan to men scattered about this arid region, a woman frequenting a bordello bed at five dollars a throw, a flesh pot in a flesh pit learning to wow any and all client...
Author Notes: Yes, I know.....still got other fics that are currently in process on this site, but this new tale seemed to take on a whole life of its own. So, I decided to post the first chapter. Thanks to each and every one of you, who take the time to at least check it out!. Funny thing is, I originally planned for it to be a follow-up to Under His Spell...
The weather is growing hotter by the hour. Our clothes are starting to get heavy from the dampness and our boots unrecognizable through the layers of mud. We are in one of the easternmost locations of the land of the Order, right at the feet of the mountain chain that separates it from the Mist Continent. Monsters were bleeding over and blending in with oth...