She sighed, running her fingers through her hair, messy from having been run through by fingers so frequently in the past couple of hours in the last two weeks. She had bags under her eyes, her body sagged a little from exhaustion, reasonable considering she hadn't gotten more than an hour sleep at the most when she braked during the two weeks. In the last...
Written by Keith Kilburn Co-Written by Kenya – Princess Koriand'r of Tamaran * * * * * * * * * * Disclaimer and Warning THIS IS AN ADULT THEMED PARODY OF DC COMICS CHARACTERS!!! This story contains sexually explicit material and situations between consenting adults. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, are under the age of 18, or it is i...
Samantha's day started around 630 Friday morning. The weekend was so close she could smell it. After work she had to rush over to the travel agent to book her next overseas adventure. With some luck she might even get time for a sunset surf before a big night with her girlfriends. Life was busy, but that's the way she liked it. As a property manager it was...
"Hey Boss!" Turning the buffing machine off, Joe pulled at Peter's arm. "There's an angry customer in the office." His grin broadened into a laugh as Peter stared at the lipstick on his cheek. After washing his hands free of grime and grease so that Ted would have nothing to complain about, Peter slowly made his way to the office. Angry customers meant book...
Peter woke up with the kink in his neck gone and Mary Jane against his chest, under his arm. His spider-sense let him distangle from her without raising an alarm, and he circled his arms and shoulders a few times to confirm that the lingering aches and pains of his last fight had healed. It always amazed him how a good night's sleep could help with that. He...
Peggy told us this one evening after a very pleasant afternoon on Weymouth Sea front we had danced along, arm in arm, eight of us, like a bunch of hooligans, with the usual 'kiss me quick' hats, sticks of candy floss and a few games of bingo under our pinnies. Jenny had won twenty quid and we rounded it off with a gorgeous fish supper there on the quay side,...
I got in at about half past eleven that Friday evening, feeling very awake and surprisingly sober, and hungry. I did a quick check on the kitchen and commitment was made. Egg and bacon sandwich was an attractive solution, but that left the inevitable question, what to drink? In the end I chose a reasonable bottle of soft red wine from Australia, but thought...
***Kerry had a lot of time to regret that Khoe had gone. He also had a lot of time to regret his actions, deciding that he'd been an idiot. Ah well ... This is a short piece even when taken together in its entirety. With that said - it's implausible as hell ,but I liked the notion of it and wrote it to see where it could go as a fairytale type of story....
©Nora Quick 2013 Chapter Six I couldn't write anything more of the dark Borgia biography and I'd given up on Googling my aunt Alessandra. It had to be an assumed name. In fact, I found no record of anyone named Joeson anywhere. So instead of writing or searching, I thought. I sat on the couch of my office with a book in my lap, pretending to read, petting...
The first time had been, well it had been a lark. I regularly look at the craigslist personals to see how much loneliness there is in the world at any given moment, admittedly it's not the most accurate of indicators, but that's the excuse that I use. I usually don't put too much stock into the fantasies or desperate pleas I find there, but hers had been dif...