This story takes place in the same area as 'Conversations with Amy' and 'What a Man Needs'. You don't have to read those to follow this. The main character here, Donna, had a bit part in CwA and one day I thought of her visiting Jessie's shop. Sometimes these characters seem to have a life of their own! Jeeez! Please enjoy, any and all feedback is welcome a...
"It's my sister, Patch. I'm at my sister's funeral. I'm not coming back to do a show tomorrow!" Donna was getting agitated. For all his marketing savvy and his adeptness at promoting talent, Patch had next to no sense of friendship, family, or anything that didn't have a profitable bottom line. This was not the conversation she wanted to be having while stil...
Donna Gardner, a very pretty 37-year-old mother of two, was on her way to an appointment with her OB/GYN. She has been experiencing pain in her abdomen and has had vaginal soreness and irritation for the last three days. She thought it would go away on its own but after hearing of several cases of cervical cancer in the neighborhood she is scared and wants t...
Any feedback is greatly appreciated. Not only does it encourage an author to continue writing; it helps him/her to improve their product. I would like to thank those who have offered feedback previously. If you have not read the previous portions of the "Easy Street" and "From Easy Street to a Hard Road series, you may wish to do so. For the readers who hav...
I met them at work. They came in to check the number of consumables we use on one of our printers. The two ladies, Donna and Sam came dressed in very smart business outfits; the skirt just above their knees, heels showing beautifully shaped calf muscles. Their whit blouses slightly transparent allowing me to see their bras that were holding gorgeous breasts,...
"This is nice. Just you and me. Like old times." Eric Foreman had been repeating these words in some combination for what felt like an hour now as he and his girlfriend Donna tried to act casually while drinking the beers they had used fake IDs to obtain. Things had been awkward between them for a while now and no matter how hard he tried they just didn't se...
Donna was overjoyed with her first horse. She had been begging and borrowing rides for a couple of years now, and taking lessons whenever she could afford it. A nice bonus at work finally enabled her to look for her very own horse. Through her sister, she heard of a neighbor who occasionally sold horses, and before long she had settled on a little bay mare c...
It was finally Saturday night and we were getting ready to go next door. I had dressed in shorts and a tank top. Donna wore shorts and a halter top without a bra. We brought a couple of bottles of wine. I didn't tell Donna about the orgy as I knew she would find out soon enough. We were the first to arrive. As we sat in the family room, Vanessa told us th...
"Hey, sweetie!" Mel's voice oozed into Donna's ear through the phone. "Me and a buddy of mine are down at The Corral, we thought maybe you'd like to join us." Donna fought down the urge to vomit. "Ah...I..." she stammered. She didn't want to go, but didn't know what to say, either. She was positive Mel wouldn't accept a refusal. "Hey, sweetie," Mel said, h...
After my blow job in the garage, Lori kissed me on the cheek and headed upstairs. When she went ahead of me I saw her ass for the first time and noticed a criss cross pattern across her tight heart shaped rear. When I asked her about it she just replied she had been bad and Miss Donna had needed to punish her. Before I could follow up she told me to be quiet...