For those of you who haven’t met me before, I’m Cynthia, ‘Cyn’ for short. The ‘conservative norm’ I recently broke out of had been well established. 18 Years of fidelity in marriage to the one and only true love of my life, Craig Jamison. We have three teenage kids, one son and two daughters. The kids are the perfect sort of teens that defy modern stereotype...
This is the city. Las Vegas, Nevada. I work here. My name is Sadie. I carry a badge. I know what you're thinking, "'Sadie'. Named after her grandmother." I wish. In actuality my parents had a twisted sense of humor when it came to names. The family name is Knight and since I was born on a Saturday evening, that became my name. Saturday Knight. Sadie for sh...
Note: This story was written with laxchick, who deserves full co-writing credit. ***** Amanda Its May. I'm finished university. It's almost a numbing feeling, and I've been spending some afternoons, when previously I'd have been studying like a maniac, just staring off into space in disbelief. Unlike some of my classmates, I have a job lined up, a dece...
Foreword This is my first attempt at writing a story and I have edited it so many times that I decided not to use the editing service provided as it would have only lead me to edit it again and I wanted to go with what I have. I choose a "Loving Wife" story for two reason: this section has some of the best and innovative writers and it has without doubt t...
Chapter 1 She'd been awake for six hours now and for nearly all of that time, she'd either screamed or cried or looked into the various security cameras demanding to know why. The First One had done the same thing. She refused to accept her fate and wouldn't cooperate. After just five days, The Voice demanded she be removed. Pete Coleman had to ensure the...
The driveway pebbles softly crunched under the limo tires. The reflections of lush trees and the low slung red brick buildings stopped gliding over the polished black paint of the limo. A brown leather slipper with white socks reached out of the backdoor of the limo. Red faced, a young man stepped out looking in a 360 circle in quiet panic. He wore a vest ov...
(Ellie and Tom met each other on a swingers website. After emailing each other a few times and exchanging photographs they began to write this story together. They are now in constant contact by email and telephone but have yet to actually meet each other. Should be fun when they do!) He sat in the darkened kitchen feeling somewhat nervous. A few stray rays...
This story includes all sorts of sexual combinations between two men and two woman. If that's not your thing, move on. ***** Introduction I had to get away. This stupid town was getting to me. Things were closing in, the walls of my apartment seemed like a c-clamp on my life. Things were getting weird. And as Hunter Thompson said, "When the going gets wei...
I was two blocks from the house and there were no other cars in sight. No one was following me so I began to think that maybe it wasn't John Parker that had visited Charlie that morning. Maybe it was a cop and Tony just didn't know about it. I was waiting at the light to make a left onto the Charleston Boulevard when I saw a silver Ford Explorer turning ri...
Here we go. Thanks for reading so far. ................................................ We played for a few more months, adding songs as we found them. We did our version of Galway Girl, with me on accordion, and I got to sing it. The crowds started recognizing it, singing 'day-I-ay-I-ay' at the top of their lungs. We did a version of 'Some Nights' that R...