Hello this is me, Renato420 myself. This story focuses on various characters and that are showed in different counter parts as the story pursues. Sweet criticisms are always accepted. Chapter 1 Hello this is Sushant. I am 18 years old and a 12th standard science student. I am 5'11 and fair skinned, with the physique like a normal healthy Indian teenager. I...
This is the final chapter of THE REALTOR. I have enjoyed all the comments readers have emailed to me especially those from a former Real Estate agent who had similar experiences. I would certainly enjoy hearing more about her encounters and I also encourage her to write about them for all to read. Here is the last chapter as Lillian helps me find the servic...
This is a continuation of the Gite story series. Which I was going to call the Village, but realised that it was in another village, so I renamed the story headers. *** ON OUR RETURN - Monday On Monday morning, after Andrew had gone to work, Beth rang Rachel and suggested a coffee, and walked to Rachel's house nearby. Rachel greeted her with a hug, then...
I would like to thank MarqKDsade, the volunteer editor that helped me get this story posted. I will rely on you for all my future postings. I sit here, before the mirror, thinking about all the things you have said to me over the phone. The things that make me feel inclined to trust you, to give up control to you. We have spoken on the phone several times...
"You want some help with those, Jane?" Jane looked up from the sink full of suds to where I was standing in the doorway to the front hall. The plate she had just finished scrubbing slipped back into the water as she released it to dry her hands on the apron and motion me over for a hug. "You cooked, I clean," she said after giving me a quick squeeze and a...
Saturday came and went without many issues. Jennifer spent all her time with Becca, like usual at these get togethers, so there were no awkward moments. Jim, Jennifer's father, was pretty tame the whole time. I got the feeling that there was something going on between him and his wife, but luckily it didn't spill over into the party. I did manage to slip Jen...
The water in the tub begins to cool as he rinses the shampoo from her hair. His fingers are deft and gentle as he massages her scalp through her long brown hair. His breath is warm and soothing on her neck as he whispers in her ear. "We should get out before we undue all your warming up," he murmurs. "Mmmmmmm," is the soft reply that vibrates in her chest...
"Alright, Richards. Nearly show time," I muttered to myself as I slid out of the car. I walked around to the passenger side to get my briefcase and hand-outs, my two-inch black heels crunching on the gravel drive of the community building. My knee-length wool coat kept most of me warm against the early autumn wind, but blasts of unwelcome chill smacked again...
All characters are eighteen years or older. For more information on this story, please read the introduction in Chapter 1. I apologize ahead of time that this chapter is short. In order to conclude this story with eighteen chapters, it was necessary. The end of this chapter is also the best place to break the story before continuing on. I promise to make it...
I have never met you. Not in person, yet I know you. We exchange conversation over the internet via its many forms of communication: e-mail, icq, chatrooms. I finally get up the nerve to send you my picture, you reciprocate. When I receive the file, hesitantly, I open it, expecting... honestly, not knowing what to expect. As I gaze at your image on my screen...