I don't own any of the characters of Desperate Housewives. They belong to Marc Cherry. I'm only borrowing them... ***** "Hilarious," Bree van de Kamp gave a delicate laugh and let her fingers move to the young man's arm at the table beside her, positioning them casually just above his wrist and stroking gently through the soft dark hair that covered the yo...
She was a good kid. She could have had everything but she wasn't satisfied with everything, she wanted more. I would have given her everything, I loved her that much. Stephanie stopped being a good kid at around the same time that she stopped being a kid, at around the same time that she lost the kid's innocence that I had fallen in love with and became a wo...
Chapter 4 The cold wind blew down from the mountains, sending the orange and brown leaves racing across the graveyard. Jessie waited on the steps of the chapel with her hands in her pockets then turned to face the heavy oak door as it opened. Chloe stepped outside onto the steps, holding her hymn book above her head as if was a trophy. "Found it, Jess. It w...
Until I met Susie I didn't have much of an idea what innuendo meant. For all I knew, it could've been an Italian brand of suppository. I still remember that evening quite clearly. There were about a dozen of us at an informal dinner party hosted by Alan Johnston and Clare Jenkins, celebrating their engagement. We were all in our final year at Edinburgh Univ...
This story wandered a bit in the telling, and is more a collection of vignettes than a single thread. Those readers who know my Library story arc will recognise some characters in cameo roles right at the end. Their presence has a logic of sorts - it appears that I inhabit a singular universe. -- ooo OOO ooo -- Following the weekend class at Sophia's studi...
Thanks to Charlie for the editorial help and for guidance. ***** I held back the tears long enough until she was out of site and then I had to pull over and the tears flowed. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I sat for ages trying to get control. Fuck her she was such a bitch. I called my boss the next day and took the rest of the week off. I used the tim...
"A little faster... Y--es... Mmmm... Right the--re. Ha--rder... " Breanna speaks through clenched teeth, her thin fingers clutching at the half inch of hair on the top of my head. She's still not too sure about me but if this is how we're biding time until she either comes to her senses or I have to head back to Ocala for good, then I can't think of any bet...
"You coming to my fucking party tonight?!" "Yeah man, of course dude!" "It's gonna be fucking off the hook!" "Kevin, perhaps you can share the details of your party after class?" Our history teacher Mr Langmead was staring over at us exasperatedly. "What are you doing tonight sir? Do you wanna come to my party?" Kevin was grinning foolishly back at L...
The game goes wrong Barbara paraded around on stage as an item for sale. A tinge of fear and humiliation worked upon her emotions, sending a thrill of chemicals to her brain. Hormones were flooding her mind, arousing her, flushing the last of the reservations away. The auctioneer's description of the goods for sale was complete and detailed. Not just her v...
"It's been so long since I got laid!" Alyssa whined, as she poked her fork into a piece of cucumber and bringing it up and into her mouth. "You could get laid any time you want!" Julia said. "You can go up to any guy and say I'm Alyssa Milano, would you suck my pussy for me please? And he'll do it. You're a total babe!" She carried on, taking a bite of her...