The first time I laid eyes on Rama Abdel-Masih, I was mesmerized. I mean, I was walking through the Rideau Shopping Center with my boys, Timothy and Dalton, one Saturday night, and when I saw her I just froze, man. I see pretty girls all the time, don't get me wrong. I simply wasn't used to seeing tall, majestic ladies in hijabs and regal long robes. With he...
Life: Character Backgrounds To The Readers of this story: I have read your comments and thought that this brief character background would help explain some of the characters. Any comments or ideas are happily welcomed. KhaoticMethod Rashad: At the beginning of the story, Rashad stood at about 6'4" and weighed in at about 500lbs. When the he was bitt...
I moved into a double (duplex) as temporary housing in late January. The first person I meet was Amanda the next door neighbor who I found to be a very attractive mid twenties young lady. Later, I met her live in boy friend who I found to be rather obnoxious and immature. Amanda seemed to have a level head and was a hard worker who was a well paid insuranc...
Chin in hand, one knee flexed slightly over the other, she lay on the large bed, watching him untangling the wires. "What's that?" she asked. "A surprise. Something to make you feel good." She laughed. "I already feel good," she said and in a sudden, lithe movement raised her uppermost leg straight into the air and held it in a dancer's pose, toes poin...
Rachel appraised herself in the mirror, having for the first time dressed with the intent to seduce someone, an older man that she had nearly forgotten existed, and never factored in as a possibility to be able to do anything with, since he had moved away and out of her life well before she had discovered her sexuality. It had to be fate, she decided, fate t...
It's Always Time Act Four: Food for Thought Chapter One: A Hole for the World "Yves, Ursula," Dee said to the odd couple goggling at him in the hallway. "You guys okay?" He scrutinized Ursula's face. Her eyes were hidden behind the fog filming her wide, oval glasses. "Ursula?" Yves followed Dee's gaze. "Ursula, how're you doing?" Her hand squeezed his unt...
Bobby Chandler chuckled to himself as he drove down the street. He didn't mind it much that his mother and his grandmother were conspiring against him. If things went right, he would have one more woman to help keep him satisfied. He thought it to be a bit ridiculous, though. Hence, his "conditions." He never once thought they would be so willingly agreed to...
This is kinda long, but worth it I hope, and very different from my previous stories. I wanted to explore how you would bring yourself to ask for punishment and how a caring person might respond to a request for masochistic punishment. The female character is very strong despite needing punishment but it's from a male perspective. I've never done that before...
Authors note: This is a continuation of my story, "Connie Takes Charge". Most of the characters contained herein have appeared in my previous works as well. ***** Connie came down the stairs, hoping to avoid Brad. She didn't want him to see her in her new mini, a sleek black number with a plunging neckline that showed off her cleavage. Brad liked cleavag...
The rest of the day was pretty normal, not many people around and no incidences. The day was primarily moving stuff from the house to the lodge... thank goodness for antigrav sleds! When they came in for lunch, Kat informed Mark that his phone had been going off all morning, since he never carried it with him anymore and left it in the office. When he looke...