As she rolled out of bed and her feet hit the ice-cold floor, Danielle York allowed herself a brief smile. Things were going along very nicely; she was making a nice living, spending almost none of her own money and having a sex life that was straight out of a porn novel. "Baby?" A soft voice came from the luxurious bed that Danielle had not paid for. "Don'...
First I want to thank editor KET1965 for editing this story, Thanks for all the help. * Mike Wolf walks into his business Antique Archeology one morning before anyone gets there and stands in the middle of the room thinking how great his life is. How he gets to travel across the country with best Friend Frank searching through things most consider junk Mi...
Danielle stood in front of the full length mirror in her neighbor's bedroom frantically trying to zip up the new dress she brought. "Macy. This dress is extremely tight. Help me zip it up!" Macy crossed the room and finished zipping up Danielle's dress, bringing relief to her blonde neighbor. " Danielle. What size is that dress anyway?" "It's a size thre...
This story is a continuation of the "The Girl Across the Street" story. I urge you to read the first and second chapters before reading this. This chapter will make more sense if you do. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of th...
Chapter Six - The White Cliffs of Dover Danielle awoke and was initially unaware of where she was and why she was here. Then she recalled that she was in Katerina's flat on Munchener Strasse and the awful events that had predicated her arrival here. Tears filled her eyes as she recalled how Steven had sacrificed himself so that she and Katerina could escape...
Danielle stood in front of the third floor apartment door, trying to muster up the courage to knock. She had been here for almost two minutes, psyching herself up, confident in her outfit and overall look, but anxious about her demeanor and what might happen once she got inside. This is a story co-authored by myself and Brittni4u, who is one of my favorite...
Danielle admitted nothing in the hour of interrogation that followed her apparent arrest. She managed to become indignant and finally, once she realised that the flight home had departed, demanded access to the Australian High Commission. That request was denied, however she was left alone for a while. She had no idea why they had been re-arrested, whether...
"So, how's the, uh, problem?" Holly asked. She and Danielle sat on a bench in the local mall, bags beside them, stuffed with the latest in a line of soon to be useless clothes. A week had passed and she still grew, faster than ever it seemed. She grimaced at how her breasts bellowed over the cups of her old bra, swallowing them in the sensitive flesh. It was...
"You want to do what? Here?" Danielle couldn't believe that Nicole had actually suggested what she'd just heard. "Well, your folks are out of town, mine aren't. Besides, it'll be fun! C'mon, please?" Nicole had a way of wheedling what she wanted out of Danielle; she always had. "Nicole, we have that econ mid-term Friday. Aren't you going to study at all?"...
Danielle put the phone down and wondered what her friend Ron had up his sleeve. He told her to open the package he had sent her and to follow the directions he wrote her in the package. Danielle's hand trembled with anticipation as she opened the package. In the package was some clothes, a blindfold and a note. She opened the note and read it: Put the cloth...