Hi! My name is Mollie and I'd like to tell you all about the Halloween party at my brother Jake's house. Wait... Let me back up a step or two. Picture a gorgeous 19 year old with huge 36D melons and a perfect bubbly ass and gorgeous green eyes and the whitest blonde hair that naturally curls all the way down to the top of my butt. At least, that was what...
First, all characters involved in sexual situations are over 18, and all of this work is mine, and no one else has permission to reproduce or sell it. So stop. To my readers, I hope you like this. This isn't a revenge against a cheating wife type story, nor is it a spank-fest. The plot and characters come first, and then the sex, even though there's tons of...
Chapter 1 Too. Damn. Perfect. He hated her for that. But at the same time, that was what made her so irresistible. Unattainable. Unexpected. He pushed her from his mind. He didn't even know her name for Christ's sake. He shouldn't be thinking about her. He sighed slightly and got back to work. Fifty multiple choice essays later, he got up, stretched, and...
2:45. Friday. Three separate re-sets, personally handled. And very, very little patience left for his...'actresses'. Leon Whittaker's lip curled a bit further at that last thought, the mere word souring his mood, even as he kneaded his brow ever-harder, even as he slumped ever further back in his flimsy directorial chair, even as he tried again, equa...
Based on the short story: Lost Days Make for Memories and Souvenirs By SplendidSpunk My name is Marci. I work as a project manager for a small manufacturing firm. I travel as part of my job, though thankfully that requirement is not a large part of my job. Mostly I travel alone, though sometimes I do it in the company of my boss Marty, or one of my cowork...
CHAPTER 1: THE VANISHED WARRIORS BALL 1999, Sky Grey, Ohio "Mom," the little girl said, lying in bed, "did anyone in our family ever do anything great? I mean, I know I'm cousin to the Greys around here, but did a Finch ever do anything?" Barb Finch looked at her daughter Trish, the love of her life, a miracle of existence. Dark hair, hazel eyes, thin,...
This is a new, rewritten version of a story I wrote called Keeping the Secret. This is a very different story and is the story I originally sat down to write. I find that the stories write themselves, but sometimes I get carried away and wander far from the original story. I like this version much better than the first story. It is more realistic and is much...
I would like to thank my friend Angela for her help in co-writing this story. It was her idea for the plot as well as l lot of the story line. Except for her beauty, especially her eyes and lips, there are no other similarities in this story. It is strictly a work of fiction. I would also like to thank her for her editing. All other typos are mine. This par...
Thirty-five didn't seem old to David, until he went to work that day. He'd never been attracted to small women but the new plant girl enchanted him like a powerful drug. She popped into the office then scurried from plant to plant with the magic energy of a pollinating bee completely at peace with its lot in life. Her smooth facial features and olive colored...
***** "I'll bet you can't last that long." I challenged my wife. "You're on!" She answered my challenge. "And if I do, what's in it for me?" "I don't know, do you have anything in mind?" "How about dinner at Tomasella's tonight." She replied. Tomasella's was the best restaurant in town and one of our favorites although we didn't get there as often as we...