"You're going to sweat to death, sitting in that car," said Tracee, sticking her head in through the window. "Stop being such a pussy about it and come on." She stood up, waiting for Charles to get out the car. "Get a move on, Chuck." she goaded him as he slowly exited the driver's seat. "Be a man of your word." She hoisted her messenger bag on her caramel...
Author's Note: This story is a sequel to my first story "His Annual Visit." While it is not absolutely necessary to have read it to enjoy this story, there are several references to what had happened during Rick's previous visit. Reading it first may be beneficial to the reader. "Even if nothing happens between us, I am still looking forward to seeing y...
This is the second part in a series. For the action leading up to now, see On Set With Axis. ____________________ Lilith Blackheart. That was the name of the director, but she did not look like a Lilith to me. The name evokes a black-haired witch or dominatrix, but Ms. Blackheart was a red-head whose long straight hair flew about unhindered and who wore a...
I was getting annoyed and discouraged enough now to want to give up. Farah told me to shut up the whining and grow a pair. On the positive side, I was at least getting laid a whole lot more regularly than I had been. The café betting pot was now over $5000. ************* 63. Mademoiselle LePew - This woman who I briefly entertained for a coffee date wore s...
Bob and Jen had been married for a long time – was it too late to swing for the first time? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How would it start? What would we say? Is it something that we'd plan or just something that would turn up unexpectedly, not unwelcome but not invited either? Let's go back a little. Here we are, Bob and Jen, well into middle age no...
ACT FOUR: ACT FOUR: IN WHICH ENOCH'S HAMMER IS FINALLY BROKEN Sunday Charles Lofgrin sipped his black, unsweetened coffee and leaned casually on the corner of David Kearn's desk. Looking around the expansive third floor office area, purposefully ignoring the herd of people spilling out of the conference room at the far end, he enacted the posture of the un...
The next morning I awoke wondering why I was still in my dress. I looked at my cell, which I also used as an alarm clock, and it was all ready eleven am. I thought for a second... and figured if I was still in my dress I was still in makeup. I got up, sat at my vanity and cleaned up my face then got up to go take a shower. My cell began to hum; it was a text...
It's been fun staying in this nice home all week with my boyfriend. I've been house sitting for the Riley's, who have been gone since last Friday and aren't due back until this coming Sunday. House sitting can be a great job if you have all the amenities with it. With it just being Thursday, we still have some days left to enjoy the comforts that are unknown...
Hey there, everyone! Here's "My Naughty Little Whore Chapter 2" at last. It took some time, but I finally feel confident about the story. I've started to expand the storyline, and this chapter begins to fill in the blanks of my lovely couple's past. I'm treating each chapter as though it were a public blog post and this particular post features a lot of ro...
This is actually the first short story I completed. It was my baby so I was reluctant to throw it out into the cold, cruel world. It's been fussed over repeatedly. Like every good parent, I know I have to let it go out on its own. So, here it is. Please treat it kindly. * The feeling of dread was nearly overwhelming. Sticking his toes over the brink of a b...