Chapter Three: Goddess When she walked back in, Janie was sure that everyone in the place was looking at her. She was right, and most of them knew, or at least strongly suspected, what she has been doing. She walked across the room, ignoring the "welcome back" from the clerk, and began to look at the videos. My, the covers were graphic, with lots of sexual...
You are encouraged to read Chapter One of The Chocolate Room. It's been a long time coming, but worth the wait. * Pam had always told me that her spare downstairs bedroom, the one adorned and painted all in shades of brown (hence the name), the one that she had rarely even entered since her divorce more than five years ago, would one day be the scene of ou...
Belinda was almost glowing. The presentation at the conference had gone better than she had hoped. She had met some old friends, made some new ones. Networking they called it. Even the bloke she had met at breakfast seemed cute, albeit that he had embarrassed her. She had been looking for somewhere to sit and eat her breakfast and spare chairs were scarce....
The man that is about to be revealed & that is inside of this story is not the typical & ordinary man that all of us are familiar with. There is something different inside of this man that makes many to deeply miss him once he is already far & gone... Every single time that he would let his guard down allowing his strong male presence to expand its natural...
8:24 pm - i scarf down a Chinese chicken salad before leaving for the party, so that i wouldn't park myself near the cheese and crackers all night. The tiny slip of paper hidden within the fortune cookie that i eagerly cracked open read this: "what do you want?" Now, how in the hell is that a fortune? I turned it over, looking for something more as i nibbled...
It's difficult, I've always found, to decide whether you should think of some of your experiences with despair or exultation. Exultation as you look back filled with exhilaration that such things could or did take place or despair that, having happened, nothing so wonderful could ever happen again. The third way, to just get on with things with a mild smile...
Jim: I was in a rut. My life was a mess. I'd been let go from my job, abandoned by my girlfriend, and I was facing the worst economy in decades. I thought about leaving, but where would I go? I could look for another job, but I hated what I did. I needed to roll the dice. I needed to make a change. It all happened at once for me. It was a chance afternoon...
Korean Koolaid Confessions of a whoremonger. I am Writing this story as a mini-series. There is quite a bit to tell of the year that I was in Korea. Although I may refer to the girls in this story as young, I assure you that they were all over eighteen at the time these events occurred. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CHAPTER 3 - In which I learn the secret mea...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. * Back in high school I had a huge crush on a girl named Jenny. I mean a HUGE crush. She had the most gorgeous blue eyes, luxurious dark hair that went down past her shoulders, beautiful full breasts, and a marvelous sultry...
Author's Note: This story was written for a friend about 10-12 years ago, and has nothing at all to do with my newer stories. I'm posting it because people might enjoy it. ***** The coach traveled along the wooded road behind its mismatched pair of horses on a crisp October afternoon. The road was clear and the driver was sure he would arrive at the inn by...