1 FIRENZE Standing at the bar in the local café a small, slim woman, in her twenties, sips an espresso. Her expression is hidden behind serious-looking reading glasses. The woman, whose name is Gina, finishes her coffee and runs a hand nervously through her short, dark hair. Leaving the bar, she turns awkwardly, and the large bundle of papers she is hold...
Author’s Note: This builds upon the events of the previous chapters. I would recommend reading them first, before diving into this chapter. ***** Saturday, January 24 It was all too familiar to me. I was sitting in my kitchen on a Saturday morning eating blueberry waffles. I was anticipating a shopping trip with Polly, in which I would be picking her u...
- This part has hardly any sexual content either. Reading the first two parts will help with making sense of it. - ***** Opening my eyes from sleep the next morning, I am hazy from the intensity and disturbing perversity of the dreams I've been having, from nights of broken sleep -- but most of all by the bizarreness of waking up to process a reality stran...
Molly sat down gingerly in her office chair. Nothing was hurt but the four inch long by one inch in diameter, metal butt plug in her ass gave her jolts of pleasure if she moved too fast or sat down wrong. Normally the pleasure wasn't a problem but today wasn't normal by a long shot. Meetings were being called where and when no meetings had ever been called b...
Myth stood still in the center of her room. She had a bedroom, a private bathroom, a kitchen, and a library. She'd never had so much space that was her own. She basked in feeling alone and safe for a moment, but her stomach roiled. Fable was still in danger. Myth had to hope Apan and Gajo couldn't contact Iqiohr. Eir, Clio and that other woman didn't seem w...
There was a gathering of people out in a tropical retreat. The island was basically deserted other than some various huts and the building that was reserved for them. It was a special retreat for people seeking to start a new life and abandon their old way of life. Everyone new looked to be vacationing, while the 'workers' had pretty sexy tattoos and body pa...
Mike and Gail were hosting the neighborhood party for their small group of friends. Gail, a senior High teacher was finished for the year. She was happy to be home and know that on Monday when her other friends were on the way to work she would be able to sleep late and spend the day loafing around their back yard pool. She wanted to work on her summer tan....
I decided to take a chance and write a story from a woman's point of view. I would appreciate some constructive criticism from you seasoned gals. This is turning out to be a much longer story than I started to write, and there will be a few more parts to it with other characters. Let me know what you think, dear reader. * I was returning home from a busy d...
Alicia's dad looked like a lumberjack in a golf shirt, and his personality took up even more space than his frame. I met him along with Alicia and her mom at a restaurant the one night there was an overlap in her parents' visits. "Steve Klaer, Alicia's dad," he said, shaking my hand firmly and smacking me on the back simultaneously. Damn, he was intimidating...
My promise for shorter breaks between chapters seems to have not quite come to pass. I truly appreciate your support and patience! Things get a little deeper between Corrine and Patrick this chapter...hope you enjoy! Many thanks to FA_JF for her ongoing support and advice! ***** Monday arrives all too soon. Saturday was spent on the motorcycle exploring ba...