Dedication This story might never have happened if it weren't for the help and encouragement of Miss Worthing's biggest fan. At each stage of the process I was never let off the hook, I was cajoled, encouraged, bullied, pushed and pulled until this story became the best it could be. Many of the plot twists were suggestions and, in a very real sense, this st...
It was five o'clock in the morning when Jim's alarm roused him out of a deep sleep and forty five minutes later he was heading through the lanes to New Farm. He hadn't got quite the same spring in his step this morning; there was a strong sense of apprehension, a feeling that he'd got into something that he wasn't going to be able to control. He just knew th...
The worm that turned....... Chapter 1. Dermott McHugh. How on earth did he get such a name? The McHugh was obvious - it was from his father's surname. But Dermott? It was probably his family's dreams of Scotland, where his family had come from 3 generations before. Actually it wasn't the origins of his name he was angry about - it was having the name in t...
And then, on Monday, it rained. It would seem that the weather was trying to make up for the previous spell of sunshine and, with the wind blowing briskly from the South-west, great banks of black clouds scudded overhead, each one bringing with it it's own downpour. Jim threw on a coat before setting off but, even so, he was drenched by the time he got to Ne...
Author/s note A quick reminder. Amanda and her friends, having just finished school, are, of course, eighteen years old. * Jim had plenty to do before the afternoon rush, he had, after all, been way from the stables all day and this meant that he was still dashing around trying to get things ready when the first girls arrived. After that it was the usual...
As Jim headed back up the road towards New Farm he mused over what had happened. Sure, Mrs Johnson had played a game of cat and mouse with him and his swollen balls and damp clothing were a testament to the off hand way she had dismissed him but, and it was a huge 'but', somehow he didn't mind. He thought over how magnificent she had looked, laid out on the...
Chapter One "On the Prowl" Daisy woke up at 7:00 a.m. sharp like she always did, and sat up in bed. She yawned, as her big breasts jiggled up and down. As she slowly awakened and became more alert, it felt like she was forgetting something important. She rubbed her eyes, getting them to open wider. It took her a couple of minutes to remember that she didn't...
Hello, Thanks again for your comments, votes and feedback. Let me know what you guys think of this chapter, its a little dark compared to the others. Special thanks to honeybree for her editing. Enjoy! * Jason squinted as he looked at Suzy and said, "Susan?" "Jason! You never called me back." Suzy said in an whiny high pitched voice. "Wait, what are you...
Flash story at best. Written a while back about my favorite crazy lady. I have it on good authority that is not worth reading. I was bored. You were warned. No sex. This Story has been edited to fix some flaws * "Honestly, Geena." Denise sipped her coffee, "Greg is going ballistic for no reason. It was just a couple kisses at the party." "And you kissed...
Chapter one - "The Plan" I don't know when it started, but as long as I can remember I have always been excited by the thought of bondage, public nudity and acting out dares. I searched for a partner that would have the same exotic tastes as me, but have been unsuccessful in finding the right person. I have a girlfriend that I have been with for a while and...