It's early afternoon, I and a female friend of mine have been discussing our financial difficulties as of late, in our new little restaurant. It's a new place on 57th, you can go and sit at the bar or order all kinds of good, and homemade food. The problem is, it seems that somehow we're $4,000 short, and there's no way that we can make up that kind of money...
Freshly showered for work Griffin Puma parades in his towel. Swigging a beer he had rested on his bedroom dresser he checks himself out in a mirror. Patting his belly he knew he needed to start working out better. His abs well less than a six pack these days. Yet, not quite a pony keg either. With Bree at work he had freedom to do as he pleased. Namely watc...
Hi all. This is my first post here, so please be gentle with me! I initially wrote this for a pen-pal who gave their blessing on me sharing it with more people. So here you go - I hope you all enjoy reading it just half as much as I enjoyed writing it! :) Very briefly, the story is about a young man and an older woman, a client at his massage clinic. It goe...
The figure of a female rose from behind the sand dune. The fine face, slender arms, small but shapely breasts, and the slim, uncovered belly showed that this was a beautiful woman. As she crested over the top of the dune, however, the truth revealed itself. Rather than legs, a long, brown scaled serpent's tail appeared below her waist, with a regular pattern...
* COMMERCIAL * Kelli Berglund stood at the foot of a king size bed in a large, lavishly decorated master bedroom. A short black leather skirt hugged her teeny waist, while a loose fitting and distinctly low plunging leopard print blouse adorned her top half, offering a more than generous helping of her perky cleavage. Behind her, a nude, sweat-drenched man...
Author's note: This story takes place during season 2. *** The woman who called herself Amanda Clarke stared dumbfounded at her TV screen, unable to believe what she was hearing. It was true it might mean this nightmare was finally over... or it was just beginning. It all depended whether Emily Thorne, a.k.a. the real Amanda Clarke had done this, and if s...
(Please read Jenny Chapter One & Two first) We both had left Mr. Clarke’s office very quickly yesterday afternoon after my second session of debauchery in two days. In fact I had left so quickly that until I got back into my office I had not realised that I had misplaced my knickers, and I was not going back to ask for them. Not thinking anything more of it...
The coach pulled out of the high school at exactly 7.30am and Mr Smith settled himself into his seat 2 rows from the front behind Ray the driver. The kids were excited and very bubbly but Mr Smith knew from experience that they would settle quickly for the long drive to Dover. It was the yearly trip for year sevens to France and for Mr Smith it was the tent...
I was hoping to post this in time for Halloween, but the previous story took longer than I expected. However I have decided to release it anyway, so enjoy. I don't know if Halloween is quite the worst night to be alone, but it's bad enough, especially when it's pouring buckets. I was driving slowly, terrified that I would fly off the road at any time. The w...
I made my way back to the Alpha house and collected clothing. Walking around in the nude is always frowned upon when you are the alpha's daughter. A quick look in the mirror shows a deep purple bruise on the side of my neck. He marked me. That asshole. Even though I'm annoyed, I decide not to cover it and throw on a green summer dress. If he wants everyone t...