Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age. All characters are figures of the author's imagination. ++++++++++ The first thing Cameron realized after he woke and regained his senses was he still hurt. He could breathe now, but his ribs were tender to the touch and his body ached all over. The second thing was th...
Jack Wylie Sat back on the hard bunk, his thin mattress doing little to add comfort to his tortured mind or body. Thinking was what there was most time for in this godforsaken place; eating; sleeping and thinking. Jack was a small man in stature and in mind. Talked into the robbery a year ago by his so-called friends, they had all been caught and sentenced...
Cameron was miserable. Her whole body was getting tender in random places and she was having a hard time keeping the most random food down. Bananas. She was craving bananas. Fresh bananas, banana pudding, banana splits, banana milkshakes... she was on banana overload and it was so hard hiding it from her parents. She just waved it off as a phase, but one n...
Letter from the Author: This is a story about an older promiscuous woman who loves sex and is not ashamed of it. She knowingly commits adultery and likes to be dominated and even humiliated. If you have any moral issues with this, please go read another story. * Addison sat at her desk in her office day dreaming. It had been over a week since she had been...
Alana Fowler, a single 26-year old baker/dessert eatery owner, was in her apartment in midtown Atlanta, thinking up ideas for cakes for her bakery/dessert eatery called Sinfully Sweet & Decadent. Her bakery has cupcakes, layer cakes, cookies, cinnamon rolls, and other desserts so rich that would make even a hardcore aerobic addict want to cheat on their diet...
Chapter 2: Reunion The clustered voices of people walking by greeted Sarah as she moved through the movie theater with her two girls friends. “You want to get popcorn?” Nina asked. “No, we’re already late” Sarah replied. After putting in an 8hr shift on work at precinct, the last thing Sarah had wanted was to go see some stupid movie with her friends bu...
First of all, thank you everyone for taking time to read this story. Your words of support mean so much. I want to thank Mokkelke especially because she has really helped me write this tale. She is amazing. Any errors found throughout this story are clearly my doing and are no reflection on her. So please, simply enjoy the tale. I must warn you, however. T...
"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it" – attributed to 'Ferris – I feel a fever coming on – Bueller' -quoted in the New Trier High School Class of 1986 30th Reunion Yearbook "What do I remember most about the Class of '86? I don't know...but for some reason, a Rottweiler comes to mind."- Retired School...
Jack Ramse awoke to pain. Better yet pure agony. The plane had split into sections that dangled together by metal framing. He noticed that much as he realized his predicament. Looking to his right he saw fellow Colonel Ruby Goddard bloody and battered sloped over by her seat belt. In her lap was something he never imagined. His own arm. His own severed arm....
Cameron stood in front of Julian Arinson, President of Shacrow VanMeter College. The office was a good-sized room, filled with things that complimented the colonial décor. Except this time, the décor probably WAS colonial and not just a mockup. As she studied the desk in front of her, Cameron heard the click of the door as the girl in the black cloak, Aunali...