"Kyle? It's Melissa—Kellogg. Please don't hang up. I'm begging you. I know you don't want to talk to me and I can't blame you if you hate me." There was a long pause followed by a burst of emotion and the unmistakable sound of a woman crying. "I'm so very sorry!" Kyle Redding didn't hate her. He didn't hate anyone. There was no basis for her thinking he did...
Author's Note: This is my fourth semi-annual writing invitational. The previous three have been based on specific song titles: "This Bed of Roses," "El Paso," and "Maggie May." The theme this time is somewhat broader: any country western song. The various authors hope you enjoy the stories – Jake Rivers ~~~~~~ A nod to Microsoft for their great n...
Living hard when sometimes you just want to live "Gunny" is a storyboard I've had in mind from 'Macy's Choices" for a while now and he helps me to close a couple loose ends from "Macy". This is a journey of sorts of an everyday man from a world that has its share of mundane experiences. Bitches and bastards don't get burned here and the protagonist doesn't...
Regaining my composure I walked back to Ottilie's room. "See Ottilie he's here, Taylor only went to the loo." Sylvia was saying to the comatose Ottilie as I entered the room. "Ottilie, Ottilie," she repeated, "Taylor's here now. Ottilie..." "It's no good, she's gone again by the look of it." Sylvia said with tears running down her face. The nurses and doc...
Part 2: Felicia Romero This story takes place in Stormbringer's E&I Series. --------------------------------------------------------- Prologue: "Hey, boss man, just wanted to be one of the first to congratulate you on your latest purchase." Will said, talking into his cell phone. "Thank you, however, kudos to you as well for suggesting this to me. The...
As I write these memoirs, my deeply tanned legs are stretched out before me on a lounge chair on my lanai. My pink toenails provide a nice contrast to the aquamarine sea visible in the distance, framed by swaying palm trees on golden sands. I brush a strand of hair from my forehead, and tug my sundress a few inches towards my knees. Looking back, it's hard...
Hi everyone! So a not-so-funny thing happened to me a couple weeks ago. My laptop, my faithful, ever patient companion, decided it was time to head to the hard drive in the sky. But before he went, he wanted to play a game with me, and decided to hide all of my files and documents. 5000 photos? Look under 'GAMES' or 'TRAVEL'. 6000 songs? Did you check under...
This is a follow on chapter to look but don't touch and is part of a series that deals with the idea of nymphs in modern times. Giselle found the scene in Matt's office bewildering. They had lain coupled together for some time. It seemed as if Matt would continuously pump his hot cum into her willing virginal pussy and the endorphins would flood their sense...
JENNY MYLOW As a member of a college student choir I'd volunteered for a carolling gig for disadvantaged kids with the rest of the team. A corporate sponsor had provided us with gold pixie costumes to double as Santa's helpers for the marshalling of the little ones for the distribution of gifts. Members of a male choir with which we sometimes shared a p...
I was sitting on the hood of the car parked in front of room 128 when the door opened and they came out. She saw me and her face lost its color. Her eyes couldn't meet mine and she looked away. As I slid off the hood of the car he put his hands up in a defensive gesture and I said: "Don't bother. Neither one of you is worth wasting my time on." I walked ov...