Continuing the tale. I am pretty sure I took care of the "too damn short" problem, so from this point on, all submissions should be that length or longer (as merited). A word about descriptions - I like them. That's about it. I call it "front loading": if I set the stage as complete as possible, adding what descriptions I can it frees me up from ever havin...
EDITED BY: Miriam Belle CREATIVE CONSULTANT: Simply_Cyn Author's Note: "This is one of many small stories that work as a supplement to 'The Finer Points of Sheila.'" *** Alison May sat in her classroom, her delicate fingers tapping on the processed plastic-for-wood top of her desk. She had watched thousands of students sit in their rows as she droned...
It was not unusual for Elliot Reid to spend about an hour crying in one of the storage closets. The thing that was unusual was what she was crying about. Normally she cried over things like when Dr Cox was to hard on her, or when she didn't know the answers to the questions Dr Kelso asked her at rounds, or when another relationship failed, but this was far...
If you have not read the previous chapters you may want to do so now. Again Thanks to 'Techsan" for editing this story. Chapter 3: The Sting It was now 4:45pm. Carlie and I got into our van and waited. At exactly 5:00pm Jim arrived and went into the room. We were very nervous. This was a big undertaking for us. At 5:15pm we watched as Big Louie approach th...
This is the fourth part of the story. It involves a highly sexed unfaithful wife working as a stripper. If this offends you then read no further... * Stretched out in my bath soaking up the essential oils, I smoothed my hand up my leg checking for any stray stubble. Smooth as silk, I then ran my hand over my freshly shaved pussy, delighted to feel noth...
**I've used this sort of chapter ending before elsewhere and a while ago, but not here. Whoa... Deja vu, writer's style. O_o --------------- Because he wanted to do a little grocery shopping, he loaded Honey into his truck on their third day together and took her to town to run in the park. Honey was an instant hit with the morning jogger crowd as she dr...
It was one of those gorgeous summer nights that you dream about all winter long, nary a cloud in the sky, warm and dry. The sun hadn't set until after 10 o'clock and a twinkling array of stars was blanketing the sky. It was still early enough in the year so that the mosquitoes aren't out. As I reclined in the Jacuzzi, I took a sip of my Ol' Grandad on the ro...
Note: First I want to give a heads up for those of you into the fetish of hair, but not incest. This story has a little more incest in it, but I have marked it with the following: %%. When you see that, that means that the next section contains incest so that way you can skip over it until you see: /%%. The incest parts are not yet crucial to the story line,...
It was very late when we awoke and there was nothing of urgency to do on the Saturday, except to have a leisurely lunch and get ready for the party, that evening. The girls cooked the lunch and it was odd to see them behaving like ordinary young housewives, having previously watched them behaving last night, like sex queens. Barry and I spent most of the d...
Lying in the chair, stretching lazily beneath the summer sun Nikki heard the rowdy voices of her new neighbors. It was just after ten in the morning when the signs of life had started to show next door, and by the sounds of things, the party was in full swing again. Nikki listened. Loud voices talking over the loud music. The phone ringing, someone calling o...