Walking along the familiar path to the lake front, she paused to pick a bunch of gilly flowers. She loved the way they smelled and they always cheered her. She was finally alone. No more friends hanging out, no more phone calls, no parents to bother her, and she had made sure her dog was fed and put in the house. She reached her destination and spread out h...
All rights reserved. (Special thanks to pennlady for all of her tireless editing work and of course thank you to Busty Jessica who inspires me with her wicked thoughts time after time.) Busty Jessica stretched, swung out of bed and walked over to the full-length mirror on the far wall. She admired her reflection for a few moments as she moved her hands up...
The screensaver on the flatscreen monitor danced and then went blank with a click of the mouse. While I stretched my tired body, I confirmed the time was approaching ten p.m. I massaged the tension knot that ached in my lower back. There was a blurry, off-white mass in front of my eyes that I could barely make out. I barely saw the due diligence reports on t...
Little Jake was terrified. He didn't know what was going on, other than that his mother was crying and his father looked distressed. He shrunk further into the corner, and watched with fascination as his mother's tears floated in the air. She said something to his father, gathered herself and wiped the tears, and turned to him. "Son, I need you to be brav...
That day, I went alone into Enfield and the industrial estates around there in search of some high-end chilling equipment. I found a Magnet store that could send someone around to design your kitchen, or take measurements and do one for you in the store. Vera had intricate details on her house documents, so I took them in, told the young Asian gent what I wa...
Chapter 09 – Hackney Clinic Dear Reader: This story presents adult situations in graphic detail. It is not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age. The characters and situations in this story are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual people, places or events is coincidental. After seeing her previous evening's customer off to work, the dark...
*** All thanks goes to Izabella for editing the series! Don't forget: VOTE and COMMENT! hahaha... thanks! *** From Aveline Erickana Ruben's diary: 24th October 2008, 11.45 PM, my bedroom. He wasn't in school. Avvie _ _ _ _ 25th October 2008, 8.30 PM, my bedroom. No Max. Avvie _ _ _ _ 26th October 2008, 9.45 PM, my bedroom. No Max again. Avvie...
London, 1951 ‘Olusegun Adebayo.’ ‘O-who?’ ‘His name,’ I sighed with impatience, ‘is Olusegun. Has he been here?’ ‘Ah, yes! I remember now. Tall African chap, right? Black as the ace of spades! Yeah, he was here...’ I held my breath, hoping that I would finally manage to unearth some real information as to where he’d gone. Henriette had finally convinced...
Another beautiful day in Southern California offered something new. At 10:00 A.M Author Nick Benson decided to take a break from his Bonfire chapter to get some fresh air. After a fast shower he gets dressed in a loose white button down shirt and grey cargo pants. He then stepped from his room to knock on his son's bedroom door. No answer he chose to head...
I was taking a trip around Australia, driving this big old motorhome. I had some decent finances behind me, even if I didn't look like I did, and I was planning on spending at least a year on the road. When this little episode started I was driving through some mountains. Some bloody treacherous roads up there with some very nasty bends. As you can guess, I...