"HI," she smiled. They'd barely spoken before he was rummaging between her thighs with shaking hands, anxiously fondling the crease of her jeans. She was surprised by the sudden drive in his desire. One minute, smiling at the door, the next trying to open up her body, without so much as a warning. "This is interesting," she gasped as he pulled his other ar...
Chapter 7 2013 continued Don arrived back at his Cape home about four o'clock on Friday. The first summer session had ended and he had a week's holiday before the second session started for the four intense summer courses he was teaching. Anna, Abby, and I sat on our porch talking about a script that Anna had read that brought her to an important crossroa...
The day I turned thirty-four my husband was away at a wine brokers' conference in Prague. I knew he'd really wanted to go and at the time it came up, some three months prior to my birthday, I'd pretended it didn't matter and said all the right things about making up for lost time later and so on. Inside, though, I was seething. It didn't seem to me to be a v...
The alarm goes off at 6:00 am as you awake to start a new day... You crawl out of your empty bed to walk toward your window and look out to see the busy Kansas City streets below your 15th story studio apartment. The noises, pollution, hot dog stand smells, and overall city stench is actually quite pleasant to you this morning. Not really sure why, but it s...
*Note to all: I know that this switches points of narration, and I do it purposely to try and show each characters mindset. Thank you.* * The school librarian was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Standing at a perfect 5'7", she wore shoulder length straight, black hair and a smile that could knock anyone off balance. Upon her face was a pair of bla...
Under her cloak, Monica was almost naked. Despite the nighttime chill in the air, she wasn't cold, she was anxious. She had come here, to "their" spot, as she had every ten years for the last 600 years. Monica had been blessed by all of the forces that controlled the world, to live, die and be reborn anew. Monica also remembered every second of her former l...
Violet had taken herself off for a few moments of peaceful wanderings. She thought she had earned it after hours slaving away for an ungrateful boss and lecherous customers. She worked at one of only three public houses in her village. The other two establishments were definitely of a higher class but after talking to the girls that served there, she realise...
It was a top night out, I was blessed to have such good people as my friends, as we had wined and dined like royalty I felt so privileged to be there as it was a night of celebration. It was just about time to leave, as the race was on to be home for fireworks at midnight. So we had to leave the now familiar restaurant which was littered with deflating ballo...
This story has elements of 'The process' in it as well as a reference to Michelle's love for the baritone voice of a black man, in particular, Barry White, as referenced in 'Meeting Me at the Ritz -- Part 2'. While the story stands on its own you may want to read the others first and then pick up where they leave off. I appreciate your comments (this story...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is loosely based off several characters from the hit soap One Life to Live. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. This story is AU. * John McBain had just stepped...