Faith was tired. She'd been away from home all week, demonstrating a new laboratory analyzer to potential clients and was finally headed home, the big crate secured in the back of her SUV. To treat herself, Faith had made a one night reservation at Canyon Hot Springs, a nice campground along the Transcanada highway, about three hours from her home. They had...
Book Three: The Diary of a Hero -- Scars Remain She blew it, and she knew it. It was the worst mistake in the world, and she couldn't take it back. Her on-again/off-again boyfriend Luke, who was really more off-again this time, had finally come back home from war. But his return wasn't like that of the average soldier; everyone had previously thought that...
Faith had almost expected this, but just the same, she was blushing at the thought. I looked at the cage to satisfy myself that she would be comfortable in it. She could kneel or sit. She would not be able to stand. The floor of the cage was padded. I looked for the person who was hosting for the cage and recognized the attractive young woman who was managin...
"I can't believe you are so thoughtless! You never ask me what I might want! Damn you!" Faith ran out the door in tears. Shannon was trying not to cry. She said nothing to their parents and followed Faith out the door. She knew where Faith was going. Shannon found Faith in my arms sobbing. And then she began to cry. I still didn't know what had caused this...
Faith's eyes popped open when male laughter rumbled up from downstairs and woke her. Searching for Bill, she rolled over and found the bed empty. The blanket and sheet seemed to have fallen off. A chill shivered through her, as she turned on the bedside lamp. "Bill," she hissed, thinking maybe he was in the bathroom, and then realized the laughter from sou...
I can't stand how fake most people are, folks. Seriously. And when you live in Canada, ninety nine percent of the people you meet are so fake, they're plastic. My name is Jean-Robert Blanchet. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I moved to Ottawa from my native City of Boston, Massachusetts, a...
I was going to cum soon. I couldn't hold back. Faith's screams were muffled from the gag in her mouth. She was as close as I was. She had learned she had a real love for being tied, being completely vulnerable and exposed. And of course, I craved it. She was lying on her stomach. Her legs were folded back at her knees with her ankles tied to her upper thigh...
Faith examined the diamonds closely as she held the necklace around her neck and admired them in the mirror. "I can assure you Mrs. Roberts that you're getting the finest quality diamonds with this piece. It looks amazingly beautiful around your neck. May I snap the clasp for you so you can take a better look?" "No. That will be quite alright Mr. Franklin....
It was Saturday morning and Mark had gone out to show houses to one of his clients. Faith pulled coffee cups out of the cabinet and put them down on the table. Rita smiled at her as Faith poured the coffee. "Honey? How did you and Mark become involved in your open marriage?" Faith laughed as she sat down at the kitchen table next to Rita. "Oh. I guess it...
They got to the office and walked in. Rob was already waiting for them. "Faith, could you run out the the store for some food for lunch? I have a feeling we won't be leaving the office again until late as we have far too much work to do." "I guess so Rob," she said shooting a questionable look in his direction, "Thanks, here's some money for you," he adde...