This is the second and final part to Davida's and Dillon's story. Thanks for all the comments, follows and favorites. This story is a byproduct of everyone's support. Hope you enjoy! ******** DAVIDA "Open wide," I hear in the distance. Something hard and smooth presses against my lips. I jolt awake to find Maurice's fat dick in my face. "What the hell?"...
Author's Note: This story is the byproduct of my extremely nerdy hobby of live action roleplay a mind that probably shouldn't be allowed access to the rest of Humanity. God Bless the Internet. This is an aftermath of an in person game set in the fictitional World of Darkness RPG Universe. I am not intending to infringe or profit from White Wolf Publishing's...
Chapter 7: A Past Life **My thanks and my unabashed admiration to Sonia de Beaumanoir for forcing my characters to speak proper French.** * * * * * January 14th. Around us the skies were so gray as to be black. If God herself were to speak over the airplane intercom to inform all of us passengers that we were being diverted to the next to the last airpor...
- - - This picks up where Part 2 left off - - - At dinner that night, Bob thought about Jan's statement about a girlfriend or wife. It answered one of the thoughts he had in the back of his head about his dad. Bob's mom asked "Is everything alright, Bob?" "Sure." Bob's dad added "You haven't said two words all day. What's the matter?" Bob knew he needed...
"But the Colorado Rocky Mountain High, I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky, The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullaby, Rocky mountain high..." ...click... "Spent the last year, Rocky Mountain Way, Couldn't get much higher, Out to pasture, Think it's safe to say, Time to open fire, And we don't need the ladies, Crying 'cuz the stories' sad, 'C...
(Recap: Part 1 begins in the summer of 1969. A young man working for a wheat harvesting crew meets the girl of his dreams. In Part 2, there seems to be a mutual attraction between the two young people—but is it destined to be only a passing flirtation?) * Kenny, Dave, and Jay lounged in their chairs next to the pool's snack bar drinking cokes, smoking, and...
Standing outside the private diagnostic clinic, the rain came down in buckets. The kind of rain, in big drops, so closely spaced, that if you looked up and opened your mouth, you'd drown. That kind of rain. Standing there, just under the overhang, I was still mostly dry. The girl—well, woman—standing next to me wearing a thin cotton dress, bare shoulders,...
"Oh Sir, why are you doing this to me?" Lauren begged. I gazed at the little blonde bitch, with her pale skin and dangly boobs, and for the first time since this all began, I actually felt sorry for her. "Because you deserve it." I replied. "You've treated everyone in this company like shit since you've been here, and it's time you find out what it's like...
Thoughts: They come and they go; and a painted picture, or a camera portrait speaks a thousand words, exponentially increased by the thoughts of the viewer. In Brandon's mind, his thoughts were filled with pictures of his wife, Paula; each thought increased by his knowledge and experience of her. And, though he could write more than a million words to desc...
This is a new story which I have posted elsewhere too. I hope you enjoy it but if bodily functions aren't your thing you may prefer to give it a miss. ***** It was twenty past eleven on a Sunday morning. Anne closed the churchyard gate behind her, content that whatever people thought of her, she'd at least done her duty. Being the rector's wife wasn't easy...