Zanny 3: The Performance She didn’t know how long she remained on the floor, her clothes twisted and torn, her body aching and bruised from the rape, her emotions slowly ebbing back from the dizzying heights of shameful ecstasy she’d encountered, totally unexpected and shocking in their intensity. Now she needed time. Time to recover from her ordeal, time...
How I Met Your Mother: A Long Weekend Dublin Wednesday evening Sitting in a hire car in a secluded side street, Keira realized that her latest target wasn't going to be as easy to take care of as the corporate executive she had killed in Monte Carlo less than a week ago. The office where Henry Rice worked as a one of Europe's most well versed trial lawyers...
It had been years since I had since one of my ex-girlfriends, and as we had both moved on and found happiness elsewhere after our mutual decision to stop seeing each other, we had stayed friends in a casual once-in-a-while e-mail or chat. We had started dating after meeting at a Christmas party, where she had been standing alone sipping tea and being a bit o...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. I all started in a dingy office in war-shattered London. I was worki...
*** Authors Note: Part 2 obviously picks up where Part 1 left off. While I make the suggestion to read from the beginning, a couple of refresher notes: Characters previously introduced: Phil - Main protagonist. Wealthy 40-something white male who reshaped his entire life following a workplace accident. Has had a lifelong tendency to act rather impulsively,...
This story deals with betrayal, cheating, and infidelity. If that's not what you like, then you'll probably want to read a different story. This is also the last chapter in the story of Ian and Jess and poor Kyle. It's also by far the longest—the story as a whole is around 70000 words, and this chapter accounts for almost a third of that. It took a while—r...
It was a sharp intake of breath, followed by stifled giggles that woke me from my slumber. My eyes fluttered and I squinted instinctively from the light pouring in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel room. What time was it? Late morning? What was I doing in this room? Ah yes. Sylvia and Carmen. The memory of the previous evening's events came...
//Author's Note: Huge thanks to my good friends KatieTay and SkullTitti for their help in translations and tone! This story could not have been possible without their patience and assistance!// Wren sat back in her chair, with her bowl of cereal resting on the top center of her chest, and put her feet up on the console. "So," she said, in between bites. The...
Mr. Z came home from work early. The office had been slow and it was Friday. The whole weekend was before him, so he had ducked out early to get a good jump on the work free days ahead. He parked his car in his space inside the six-stall garage that was attached to the huge, perfectly landscaped house. He lived in this house with two friends, Mr. X and Mr. Y...
Remi stood in the corner of the bus shelter doing her best to hide from an intense summer squall. It in turn was doing its best to ruin the best efforts of her hairdresser's new style that had left her hair short and highlighted with silvery shades and pale golds. The rain had been unexpected and heavy and the increasing wind and distant sounds of thunder, l...