Author's Note: This wicked tale is an adult version of Little Red Riding Hood. I do hope you enjoy it. Thanks to deathlynx for willingly reading as I wrote, pointing out a few things I missed, and a great title. If there are more errors . . . it is my fault. ~ Red. ~ ~ ~ ~ Athelyna listened to the tales of old, wondering just like the other boys and girls...
On a later day Ken went with me to grocery shop. He had me wear my "come hither" outfit as he called it: a braless sheer tight blouse with four undone buttons, a tight red leather miniskirt cut to just below my ass cheeks with a black thong, 4-inch heels, and heavy dark red lipstick. He was always having me check prices of bottom shelf items, and, even thoug...
There's no way I would have known it at the time, but, the events that began that fateful morning in April set in motion a chain of events which would dramatically change and influence my life. In the matter of just a few hours, I would be introduced to the excitement of being naked in front of a fully dressed woman, and at the same time, I'd meet my future...
Many women have e-mailed me and asked how I got started in the lifestyle. My lifestyle experiences come from two marriages and a whole lot of experimentation, mistakes, fantasies and drunken dares. Most of them good, with a few regrets and bad experiences, but I have managed to live a sexually liberated life and never contracted any STD's or other problems....
Faith nervously trod the centre of her motel room, chewing aggressively on her thumbnail. She could still taste the blood in her mouth, and her wounded body, bloody and weak, was sore with the savagery of battle. But she felt no pity for herself or pain for her wounds. All she could think of was Buffy. 'Where are you girl?' she said to herself loudly. 'Plea...
He sat on the couch almost motionless as the barrage of words directed towards him seem to melt together into one long monotonous noise. His arms moved as if he had a nervous tic in a continuous cycle from his knees, folding them against his chest before moving them back onto his knees in seemingly never ending pattern He uneasily shifted his body barely abl...
Mother had always been a work-a-holic. She traveled a minimum of 3 weeks each month and would often leave for 2 or more weeks straight. The day before I began my freshman year at a local community college, she left to open an office for her company on the opposite side of the planet. It was St. Patrick's Day before I saw her again. She left again a few weeks...
Buck was resting on the couch with his wife of 20 years, Elaine, a fire roaring in the fireplace, their kids, now teenagers and one with a car, still out with friends at the movies on a snowy Christmas Eve. They didn't expect the kids back for another couple of hours, being just after 9pm, and were enjoying a couple of cocktails before they would head back t...
It had been steadily snowing since five when my front doorbell rang at ten o'clock one Wednesday evening in February. I opened the door to find a really tall young woman in her mid thirties on my doorstep. "Hi, I'm Joyce Early. I'm the basketball coach at Southeast University and we just had an accident with one of our vans. I'm afraid it's stuck in a snow...
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