- This is the third and final chapter of Love. Lust. Lost. I have broken the story down so reading them first is not essential, but if you want to check them out, they're also in the Celebrities section or you can find them by clicking on my username. Thanks. - ... As we walked back through reception, I intercepted the concierge and ordered a chilled bottl...
To all, My apologies to all for the tardy submission of Chapter 9. My muse and inspiration for writing this series has taken a hiatus, due to plague, family, work, and home repair. Her editing skills are sorely missed. Alas, my personal motivation evaporated, so it was time to pull up the big boy shorts.. As in all things with life, one muddles through, an...
Kevin had accepted a job with a downtown firm as an entry level accountant and Kathleen landed herself a job as a junior editor for the local paper. The wedding plans were in full swing. The afternoon ceremony was to take place at a small chapel followed by a dinner reception at Westwood Country Club where Kathleen's father had been a long time member. R...
I opened my eyes to find Brian's long, tattooed arm securely wrapped around me, his wild, black hair covering his handsome face. I exhaled contently before I looked at the clock on the bedside table: 5:37 pm. This was nice but I definitely knew better than to get used to it... "Syn," I said, nudging him until he stirred. He groggily opened his chocolate eye...
Adam strolled quickly up the dark avenue, past the slumbering outlines of other campers and vans, the polished toes of his loafers glinting in the light of a distant streetlamp. Under his breath, he counted the vehicles he passed, his sleek head turning sharply at the slightest sound. He reached the end of the row and his steps faltered. Peering out into th...
This is a continuation of a story submitted by Whiteone Redone called Suspicion and done with his permission. I liked the story but felt that it left too much unresolved. I usually try to finish my stories with some degree of justice and that's what I tried to do here. This is my ending and not his so any negative comments should be directed to me. The day...
Something about the rain moves me. Perhaps it is the sounds of the thunder and flashes of lightening, or the sound the rain makes as it pounds on the roof like a beautiful song. I have this romantic connection with rain and it always makes me long to be snuggled up with that special someone; much like how I feel about lying in the backyard in a hammock. Rain...
Sophia's phone vibrated and pinged, announcing the arrival of a text message. She groped around in the depths her duffle bag and plucked out her treasured iPhone. She quickly swiped the screen right to see if it was indeed the message she was hoping for. Bingo! Come to my office at 1pm prompt no one will be here and we can spend some you and me time. S...
Based on true experiences. Names have been modified to protect privacy. ***** I had always been told I was attractive. Even though as a younger teenager, I had been slightly overweight and awkward, I had always been told I had a pretty face. At the time this story takes place, I was a college student in Boston, beginning my junior year. Through running an...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (14 min/mp3) * * * * * Hi daddy. It's Claire. Have you missed me? I guess you've been busy. But I want to call you so bad, daddy. I have to talk to you. I't's late at night, daddy. I'm alone in my bed...just wearing my panties. The ones I like best of all, daddy. My cute little white bikini panties...my see thru panties,...