God DAMN this was crazy! What the hell was I doing here? I looked down at my bare naked body and prepared to open the grungy door in front of me. I watched nervously as my fingers closed around the cold brass knob and slowly twisted, my sweaty palm making it almost impossible. The old door was wedged in place, requiring an additional push to get it free....
PART 9: THE POWER OF THREE Kimmee's (Ken's) heels clicked across the marble floor of the hotel lobby. He was in a hurry to go nowhere. He figured if he walked fast enough no one would notice the secret underneath the feminine facade. Mistress Kareena had done such a fabulous job at hiding his masculinity and highlighting his feminine qualities that someone...
CHAPTER 1 Until leaving for college Billy Belair lived above a grain and feed store in a small town. Two older bothers had gone into the business with their father, leaving no room for Billy, not that he wanted to have hayseeds in his hair for the remainder of his life. His mother's married sister arrived for Billy's graduation after learning he'd been a t...
As the hand slid up the inside of the thirty seven year old woman's thigh she felt shock waves roar through her, nearly naked, body. As it moved relentlessly, it seemed, nearer to her sex her mind was entertaining the most deliciously rude thoughts. As it slithered along that sensitive skin near to the top of her inner thigh part of her was willing it to go...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity – Two steps forward, one step back Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from realit...
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I was a strong, independent woman. Malcolm had been the first to tell me that. Now I said it every time I started to think I'd never get back to being the person I had been six months ago. Before my life was flipped upside down. Before when everything was going great. And yet, it was that same life I resisted returning to. I wanted to stay at the beach hou...
Day 3 Monday> Sleep came quick enough. I just cried myself there. However, it was not the most restful sleep I have ever had. I felt like I tossed and turned all night. How did I get into this mess? How was I going to get out? Would the next fifty-three days leave me with any sanity at all? I woke to the sound of my mom yelling that she was leaving for wor...
*** -- CHAPTER 6: Hero -- *** FALL QUARTER, JUNIOR YEAR (November 2000) "So, some kind of party, wasn't it?" "Hmm?" Amber looked over at me with half-dead eyes to see that I'd fallen into step with her on the way to our Art History class. Her hair was pulled into a simple ponytail and I noticed her makeup was significantly lighter than usual. Instead of...
She sat next to the woman on the bar stool. Her long black skirt and long sleeved red top, cut close to her neck revealed nothing of her body. She wore black shoes with black stockings, but only her ankles could be seen. "So you think you are a slave." the blond woman said. "yes Ma'am," the girl replied, looking down. "What makes you think that?" "My des...