Cynthia looked quietly out the car window as the neighborhood changed. First the University signs ceased to appear, then the old professors' houses and tree-lined streets gave way to more commercial byways, and then finally to a divided road which could have been Anywhere U.S.A., with its Boston Market and Blockbuster and the rest of franchise America, and s...
A perfect day, just as the Almanac had predicted, warm and sunny but without the cloying humidity that so often mars July days. A fine day for a small wedding, her daughter, Siobhan, radiant and glowing, not really showing yet, obviously she had inherited some of her mother's temperament along with the red hair. Rose shivered at the thought that she would be...
She forgot morning, not just this morning, but every morning for as far back as she could remember. It wasn't that she slept late, sleeping through all those mornings, no, each day her alarm went off at seven a.m. and when she got home after work there were breakfast dishes in the sink. Looking over her email, she found that she had diligently read h...
She wandered through the garden, breathing in the beauty surrounding her. How she loved to come here, be engulfed by nature’s canvas and filled by the sound of its music. This was Marie’s favorite escape from the turmoil and tensions of everyday life. Her flowing white skirt brushed against her silky legs as she slowly traveled the rows of roses. Every so of...
Joanne Parr was 26 years of age. She had an obsession with the Barbie doll . She wanted to look like Barbie, as well as dress like her. One day in the office, I was so jealous of her. How dare she wear pretty dresses, when they would look much better on me. I want to be the new Joanne Parr, but I needed help to allow my kinky fantasy to take place. Georgina...
The forests that bordered old Pettigrew Manor had been lit afire with the robust colors of fall. Sarah Whitley, aged nineteen, looked out plaintively at their red and gold leaves with the utmost feeling of sympathy. The beauty, she thought, would only last so long. An inevitable death would turn those passionate hues to dismal browns as they fell, their only...
The idea of shopping for a suit was becoming less appealing by the minute, as the traffic on the A30 crawled slowly towards the retail outlet. "I told you we should have taken a different route," you exclaim emphatically. "Perhaps playing with myself will make the time pass quicker, what do you think, Darling?" you inquire with a wry grin on your face....
Chapter 02: A Little Bit of It turned out to be a bright summer day and once on the platform I retrieved my cigarette case and opened it. As I took a cigarette from it a flame appeared and I was treated to the tiny tinkle of his bell. Though itching to have his tongue buried in my behind I remained cold and indifferent by ignoring him. True, I wanted my pus...
Nothing more was said that or any subsequent weekend. Nothing needed to be said. The following Wednesday he rang to say he had booked the same hotel room for Friday night, in case I was meeting a "friend" (I swear I could hear the quotation marks over the phone!) and he would see me again on Saturday morning around 9.00am. I had no such plans but, luckil...
Having shown the porter out, Misty made her way back to her bed, and sitting down upon it, opened the letter. She was thrilled, it was from Valentina, and this was the first time Misty had seen the other woman's elegant script, or even touched something that Valentina had touched. She didn't start reading right away, rather she held the letter up to her fac...