My boss and I get along extremely well. She is terrific at training me, and I think she is tops professionally. Not only that, she is a knockout. She is feminine, shapely and easy on the eyes. We are the same age, and have similar family situations (Spouse, kids, etc.), so our conversations often turn to "get-to-know-you" home life. Our friendship has bloss...
At 40 years old, Casey no longer expected Prince Charming to come charging up and sweep her off her feet. In fact, she didn't expect him to arrive at all. There are certain times in a woman's life when she knows that the possibility of some events are over, and this was one of them. So, why was she so excited about the emails she'd received from Stan? Seriou...
The insane author, Jenny Jackson, sat on a bench near the corner of 39th and 7th Avenue in New York with a yellow legal pad across her knees. The swirling snowflakes of late December danced at her feet as she watched her character, the Private Eye, Harry Dick, across the street. Harry was dressed as a Santa Claus bell-ringer. Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling... J...
She's gone. She's out of my life. Get over it. Move on. Although I speak this mantra many times to myself, I find that I'm nearer to a psychotic episode. It becomes repetitive and I grow tired of trying to find her in places she no longer exists. As of this writing, I look for some sort of closure to happen. Honestly, I'm certain that the very memory of kn...
“Taxi!” I shouted above the roar of the Manhattan traffic. Very quickly a yellow cab pulls up to the curb and we tumble into the back seat. “Where to Mac?” asked the cabby. I gave him the address and then snuggled next to you on the taxi’s back seat. My hand undid the buttons of your coat and then I parted the opening. Your nipples harden as the cool air...
I must apologise, gentle reader. This is the last chapter. I had never realised how hard this would be. Thank you for your support and I hope this is a fitting end. * Sunday night, Anne had driven Nicole home. The journey had been over too soon. They had talked, filling the emptiness of the journey. When they had pulled up outside Nicole's house, it had be...
Her lungs were bursting for the last mile. Her chest heaved and her legs shook from the combination of altitude change and exertion. "How romantic is this?" She sighed as she continued the steady pace to the cabin. Her hair had started the day braided and smooth; however the climb had made it loose and unruly. The cold wind had burned her cheeks, turning her...
This is a continuing story about a young college coed who makes a bet with her longtime rival. She soon learns that her bitchy attitude and a stupid bet is costing more than a bit of humiliation, threatening to take over her entire life. This chapter picks up where chapter four left off as Taylor is under Ky's complete control, so I would suggest you read th...
Thank you for all of the kind words you all have expressed, I'm habitually excited to see that the reaction to part two was outstanding. At the time of writing this it scores 4.82 which places it in the top 100 overall in this category and the top 50 this year! I suppose in a long winded, kind of scatterbrain way, I want to say thank you. Now, I took a lot...
This is my first story please forgive the spelling and the grammar, English is my 2de language and this really helps with that. If there is anyone out there that would like to proofread and/or edit things to make the stories flow better before publication please don't hesitate to contact me. *** Anna's head was spinning; polishing off 3 glasses of wine an...