Jake Monroe opened the door to the three bedroom rambler in a very good mood. The painting he had been working on was finally finished and just in time for his wife's upcoming birthday. He felt like celebrating for it had taken him over three months of continuous effort to get it perfect. After all, he had thought to himself, it was for Mary and nothing was...
It seems like I'm running a hundred miles an hour to her. Even though I belong to her, when I'm with her I'm free. The grass flies by my feet at blinding speed, making me feel like a low flying hawk, swooping in on its prey, although in this case, I would be considered the prey. Her silhouette is gone from the window and the drapes are drawn. Where did she...
Summary of Pixie Story No. 3: On a cold November Saturday Pixie reveals to her best friend Mandy, all the goings on after hours at the offices of Regent Graphics. Mandy is deeply concerned about Pixie and tries to convince her that what she keeps referring to as 'a harmless game' is anything but. Pixie's tells her of the night before and the curious gift S...
After I got home from McDonald's parking lot, I could taste Miko and smell him all over me. I felt sexy and guilty and nervous about what I would do in my relationship now. I got home and looked around at our apartment, our pictures, our memories. My heart, which had moments before been so thrilled by Miko's attention, was now heavy with sadness as I remembe...
This is my first ever story that I've written -- any and all feedback is much appreciated -- any suggestions and comments are also encouraged! ------------------------------------------- Preparing for a job interview always gets me excited, even more so now as the economy is worsening and worsening. I know that I'm not the most skilled employee out there a...
The following took place years before personal computers, cell phones, or the internet so don't bother Googling it. If you're ambitious, though, you might try searching one of the newspaper morgues but good luck since I changed the names and locations. As always, I am a mere scribe, presenting a story which was told to me by he who lived it. He swears the...
Karen flipped open the compact and grinned ghoulishly. She wiped away an errant splash of lipstick, a particularly sparkly pink, and popped her lips. The reflection moved up to her eyes. Eyeliner, mascara, eye shadow. She had the whole crew working overtime this morning, but they didn't look to be up to the job. Eduardo had insisted she stay with him, and t...
As was the case for so many people these days, Kenny was struggling to make ends meet. The past several years had become progressively worse regarding finances, and Sarah realized she would have to find work if they were going to maintain some semblance of a comfortable lifestyle. She had tried clerical work, but only the younger girls seemed to get the jobs...
Her Daddy's idea about the pictures had been perfect. She'd felt slutty - and extra submissive - as each day she'd taken a break from her desk to take a picture of her splayed cunt. Sending them to this new guy had made her incredibly turned on. It was exciting to obey her Daddy and even more wonderful to show the other man that she was ready to submit to...
She tufted at her ginger fringe before giving a sensual pout to the mirror. An hour at the salon that morning left her with a high ponytail and bangs that took five years off of her. She couldn't help but smile, the finest feathering of wrinkles against her freckled skin belied her three decades on this Earth. Hmph. That won't do. But it was nothing a bit of...