The sunlight streamed in through Rosie Lancaster's bedroom window. She sat up in her bed, rubbed the back of her head and stretched. "And the summer holidays begin!" she exclaimed, punching the air with joy. "No college, no homework, and loads of free time to do whatever I please." Swinging her legs out of bed, she got to her feet. She wa...
It may have been a particularly long, boring and routine assignment as far as everyone else were concerned, but for Halley it was still only her third or fourth time going EVA. Just getting to be out there was exciting enough, and she couldn't yet see how it could ever be otherwise. This was exactly the kind of thing she had dreamed of herself doing, signing...
This is my first story since my 'Hot Summer Night' tomb. I hadn't intended to make this story multiple chapters but I was quickly past 50k words and still going. I broke it up into four chapters. Some have a lot of sex and some have a little sex and some life lessons for a young couple. You can just enjoy the sex scenes or read the entire story. Comment if y...
It was a common situation: their parents married making them step-siblings, and the world as they knew it ended. It was less about them not liking each other than the fact that each resented the other for the intrusion into their lives. And to make matters worse, his mom had passed away years ago and her dad was out of the picture so neither had another pare...
Chapter 1: The Marathon Early morning, southern California in early autumn, a lovely crisp Saturday, perfect running temperature. Her first marathon, now just ten minutes to the starting gun. Carrie had wheeled up and down the sidelines to warm up, felt reasonably composed mentally, and ready physically. She glanced down at her registration number: she'd...
They were stunned. Never had any one of them expected it. After Jamie was out of the room, Emma looked sharply at her mother. "You were quiet," she said in an accusatory tone. "You going to just let him get away with that?" Sally shot her daughter a stern expression. "You don't want to start in on me." "I'm sorry," Emma offered, realizing she'd let emo...
[Dear Reader, I know it has been a long time since I promised this story, but at long last here it is. This story is as true as it can be given that I wrote it many years after the actual events. They say stories get better with the telling and this one has been told through many drafts. I wrote it in the third person because it just didn't read well without...
(Moderator's Note: This story is a submission to the first Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC). The true author of this story is kept anonymous, but will be revealed on June 22nd, 2013, in the comments section following this story. Each of the stories in this challenge are centered around the common theme of the main character being an author who the...
As promised, I hope I still have your attention. This is the final confrontation and the last chapter. Continuation ... We spent the rest of the afternoon going over different scenarios of how to break up this party and finally settled on one that seemed to have most chance of maximum impact with minimum effort. It was going to easier than I had first th...
Two new pretty things for Mistresses. Expensive red shoes & a slavegirl I finished off my makeup in the mirror, by applying a final touch of lip gloss & just the tiniest extra hint of mascara to the tips my lashes. I had spent over 2 hours in the process, in the bath & waxing my body all over & especially intimately. Painting my toenails & primping myself....