By request from my readers, this is a sequel to my previous story A Family Affair which you can read here... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The weekend after Jonathan's party after which I had enjoyed screwing both his sister Julia and their mum, Mary, I had an unexpected phone call from Mary in which she begged me to visit her again as...
Angel rose from her dressing table satisfied at last. She glanced at the clock 6.45pm. The Philosophy Circle met at 7pm. She had plenty of time; it took only five minutes to drive there. Her husband Mark would be ready to drive her there and pick her up at 9.30pm as arranged as soon as she was ready. She was tempted to ask him to pick her up earlier this ti...
Kindly edited by Scarlett Kisses The lunch time took on its usual pattern as the university students scrabbled to find seats in the overcrowded cafe. The in-crowd hogged the window seats leaving the undesired seats in the back of the cafe for the uncool gang who didn`t blow their student loans on booze and other substances. Megan brushed past the losers an...
(Thank you Treborrobbo for editing my story) * *Fire lights our Nights; Fire in the Soul ignites our Lives* (In the story one main character will change how they think of another, alternating from he, she, or even it. This is due to their perspective changing.) (The 167th aka The Sacred Band, is a mythical transgender specialized helicopter unit in US A...
Chapter 1. Getting the News Clarisse had just pulled down her panties, lowered herself on to the toilet seat and was preparing to have a long overdue pee, when she heard the door open to the washroom. Two obliviously drunk women came into the washroom. From the sound of the voices, she thought it was Sandra and Marge who had come in. they were talking loudl...
Thank you loyal followers and welcome new readers. If you like what you read please VOTE and COMMENT. I love to know the stories are appreciated. All characters are over 18 years of age. All players are consenting adults. ***** This is how my story began, how I came to be who I am... well, it's actually the story of both of us, Mary and me. Over the cour...
This story is the seventh in a series. One of my failings as a writer is that I tend to fall in love with my characters and am reluctant to let them go. I hope that you find my characters as interesting as I do. I recommend reading the prior "New Family Rules" stories in order because this story is a continuation of those. Any similarities to any real person...
The heavy, leather bound book lay open on the table. It had a smell of age and old parchment about it, but rather that it being written in Latin or some other, darker language, as you might expect, the entries were written in clear, concise English. The open page read: Emma Jane Clarke. 37 years. 5'9" tall. Dark Blonde hair. Unmarried – no partner. Workahol...
My Gap Year My name is Shona Macbeth, I have straight jet black hair that's been neatly cut into a helmet style which I suit very well, have blue eyes like my brother although he has red hair, five foot ten in height, my weight is just about right for my build and body size, good boob size too, I also do a lot of dancing and gymnastics although not muscular...
So here it is with some added corrections. I still don't have the name of my editor, so I'm yet to give her credit. Get popcorn and background music. Hope you enjoy. *** '...' = thoughts. "...." = spoken sentences. *** "Connor, table thirty-four. Hop to it!" 'Should've seen that coming.' A young man with hazel eyes looked up from the empt...