But only the second of the 'Stephanie' stories. 13:58 The skirt was shorter today, Dr. Alison Bridgford noted, not without interest. A lot shorter--almost up to her bottom, this time. She had to admit--although she was no lesbian--that as she followed Stephanie into the therapy room the sight of her full, wiggling rear in the tiny skirt did seem rather ir...
CHAPTER 8 By the time he'd got Martin set up in the office the light was fading and he needed to feed the cattle. He'd left him there with a pile of manuals and CDs and his provider's phone number. As an afterthought, he'd come back in and stuck on some Bach cello suites. To keep you calm, he'd called out. Birds were gathering in the camphor laurel near th...
“I have your lab test back and everything seems normal. But...” Doctor Williams said giving that look while sitting behind his desk. You know the look, it’s the one every doctor gives a patient when they want to get their point across. Arms folded on the table, eyeglasses slipped low on their nose, giving that look of parent to child, as scores of sheepskin...
When morning came I felt a great sense of relief as the sun shone through my window. Touching my skin and filling me with warmth, I sat on the edge of my bed for a minute, my head down and a gentle yawn. I stood up to stretch myself a bit, keeping my lower body straight whilst rotating my upper body left to right. Last night had been quite an intense night w...
Sujitha's eyes eagerly took a few glimpses outside the window, as her train slowed down and crawled into a crowded platform. She felt awed to be in Mumbai for the first time in her life, a city she had always desired to visit once at least. She had been sponsored by a large pharmaceutical company to participate as a delegate in a seminar titled 'Geriatrics f...
Chapter Seven: Tiger burning bright We dried off and gathered our clothes in a euphoric cloud. I kept sneaking peeks at Keven and I caught him eying me with a goofy grin on more than one occasion. Brazenly, I walked back to the house with my clothes in hand and a towel across my shoulders. Keven was a gentleman and walked beside me, rather than behind me....
By Likegoodwine copyrighted February 2013 Here's another short story for you. Enjoy! If you like long stories that explain everything from the when, where to the why and why not, don't read. It doesn't explain neither why nor what happened after the separation. It is not a fantasy, it is fiction and entertainment. If you look to spend a nice 15 minutes read...
She looked out upon the porch and saw them all coming, there torches flickering in the wind, blinking rapidly, as her heartbeat began to rise. This winter's eve was chilling the marrow in her bones as the wind whipped at her eyelashes peeking out, just a touch, from her leopard skin scarf. Tonight, she had expected someone, but not an entire crowd. She had e...
Note: The people and events described in this story are true. Due to governmental bigotry, their names have been changed to protect their identities. Their lives are potentially at risk. Cycocks scanned the arrivals area of the train station again. His companion, Wolvsexfiend, stamped his feet in impatience. "We've been here for hours! Let's head back to ba...
Following his visit to the Marshall farm, Brady Bent made his way home slowly. Despite the snow on the ground and occasional flurries of sleet, he was feeling warm and elated. The jeans that he had been given were warm due to the fleece lining but his heart was pounding as he remembered the dancing and 'mating' Sylvia and he had shared. The journey was lon...