Two days later, Franck was nervously looking over his shoulder, hoping that Mrs. Wharton, or Mavis, hadn't entered the fast food restaurant that morning. "Why the fuck did I ever tell her I loved her?" He asked himself for the thousandth time, then gnashed his teeth and jumped to his second and primary concern – Argie and how to get back in her good graces...
Henry: This chapter goes so well with the previous one that it makes sense to post them on the same day. That being said, I haven't even started on Chap. 24, so it will be a while before you get more. ***** I sat there for several more minutes, thinking it all over. My first reaction was panic, realizing that my daughter was a lot more savvy than I'd giv...
It was finals week. During this week, the last week of the first semester, Tony had a paper, project, or big exam in each one of his senior-level classes. He was busy, and so was Ms. Miller. After their night at the Holiday Inn, Tony had driven Ms. Miller back to her apartment. After that, they both launched themselves into their school duties. Tony was a...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* The story...
Hey everyone, I have another 3C story for you. Be warned this one is a little bit different from the usual 3C storyline. This follows Duality and The Real Party. Contains: futa, celebs, etc. Everyone is over 18. Comments and feedback welcome. Enjoy! *** Emma Stone sighed as the hotel door shut behind her. Home again. Not her real home back in LA. This wa...
Chapter 1, The Return Trip to Camouflage The following morning Katy came into work early, so she could prepare Father Charles' order and make sure it shipped on time. He'd ordered ten pairs of size eight panties, in various styles, but he specifically requested no cotton fabrics and only pink, white, or red colored panties. He did not specify a color for t...
The next few days were a flurry of activity of a different kind. They had to clean up the mess as best they could, and treat those who had been affected. Most of the staff at Jodrell Bank remembered nothing, which at least made the excuse of a gas leak vaguely plausible. For those who did remember, they had to rely in explanations of hallucinations and fugue...
"I have a client, who's also become my friend, who makes intimate films for couples so they can have their own personal porn flicks. I could arrange to have him come over and film us if you think you might like that." She said, almost asking permission... We'd often enjoyed watching some soft porn before we made love, and actually the porn we'd watched late...
Saturday Morning (Part 1): Mrs Petersen Author's note: All characters in this store are over the age of 18. This is a fictional story and any resemblance to any person or place is purely coincidental. I hope you enjoy this story. _________________ It was early Saturday morning and I was awoken by the sound of something smashing against the wall, I could...
Glen Potter was about to have a day that would rock his world. Something was about to happen that was so sudden, so unlikely and unexpected that even when he got home that night, he still couldn't quite get his head around it. He had started a window cleaning round when he lost his job with a firm of builders for 'borrowing' a couple of bags of cement. He d...