Jane Once first contact happened, things really took off between me and my mysterious new suitors. I was surprised but pretty pleased when I was claimed by the trio for the foreseeable future. I got a special thrill when word came down that Cal himself was interested in picking up my servile moniker of choice- “Master”. I squirmed when I read Randy’s latest...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Tyler Tyron Wesley vs. Tanesha Ashton Sorry about the length guys. Dedicated to Andria...my muse! To Kak, Gaga & Queenie...enjoy your AGADZI moment. And to the original TANESHA ASHTON. Love your swag chica... Signed, sealed, delivered! *** "Why can't we just take out these two now?" Will, one of Ty's fellow A...
"Uptown Sophisticate" was my self-designated title at our wonderfully bland suburban high school, forever emblazoned on my senior page beside a picture of me in a slinky dress and black tights and all the cheap jewelry I could afford on my allowance. "Pretentious bitch" was my detractors' behind-the-back name for me. I was aware of it and I didn't care....
ENTRY 12 Hello digital diary. I have a lot to tell you so I apologize in advance if this entry runs long. But let's go ahead and get started... I have recently become best friends with the argument that the ends justify the means. Well, this entry... this confession... is at the front of that belief. But the ends were not for me this time. This confession...
Author's Note: This is the final part of Finding Home. Lacey and Noah are spread thin after a difficult year. When the turmoil becomes too much, they have to make a choice: risk everything, or run away again. While Finding Home can be enjoyed on its own, it is a sequel to the original story, Runaway, and its epilogue Waking Up. The story will be posted in...
The black jeep wrangler bounced as it cruised over the causeway. There was a loud HONK and the two women in the jeep jumped. Some college boys in a convertible Mustang moved over into the wrong traffic lane and pulled up beside the jeep. The guy in front made kissing faces at the driver of the jeep. A guy in the back seat, held his thumbs out pointing at him...
Prologue I am ninety-nine years old and tomorrow is my birthday, so I will be a hundred years old in the morning. The big ten-0! I have all my faculties and even my own teeth! What I don't have is all the dear ones I have known in my life. My daughter Polly is now gone and her daughter Jenny too. As for her daughter, my great granddaughter Polly, she is...
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Fisher wasn't the type of guy who fucked a girl just because she had a pussy and he had a cock. He was raised better than that. For that reason, and that reason alone, he had yet to have any of those college experiences that the lore speaks of. That was, until he met Annabelle. He'd always been a quiet, reserved kind of guy. He wasn't a virgin, but he ha...
I am trying to work faster, I promise! Hang in there, more to come. Copyright LATL, 2019 Life after the Lottery, CH. 63 We go look at limos Lori and I were having dinner in town on Wednesday night discussing our upcoming trip on Friday. "You want to come and stay at the house tomorrow, so you don't have to drive in so early?" I asked. "Since we are leav...