Chinese Takeout Chapter 05 – Listening for the Weather by Chloe Tzang © 2016 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Okay, here's the fifth "chapter" of Chinese Takeout...
My step-mother, Ann, jolted me out of my dreams by slapping me across the face. "Rise 'n' shine, bitch," she said. "I need some entertainment." My eyes strained against the sunlight streamining into my bedroom window. Ann stood next to my bed with her hands on her hips. She wore a purple, push-up bra and a matching thong. Her ample bush pushed against the...
The next morning, Bela was woken up by her mother knocking hard on the door. "Bela, get up. Bela! Bela!" her mother's voice said loudly. Bela woke up with a start and sat up, unsure of where she was. Her brain registered her mother's voice and knocking. And suddenly, memories of the previous night came flooding back. Was it a dream... a nightmare, she wond...
Chapter 4 The limousine bus pulled to a stop outside the Shinagawa Prince hotel. As people began to exit, Chris shook Andy's shoulder to wake him up. He had slept almost the entire way from the airport. Chris, on the other hand, hadn't slept at all. She had sat there, staring at her husband, reliving what she had done, wracked with guilt. Chris cried for th...
Point of View: Hers This is the second part of a three-part story that describes the same events from three different perspectives. It won't make any sense unless you have first read Point of View: His. This is a work of fiction and any similarity to actual persons or events is coincidental. "Hello, Kyong? It's me Jane. Are you somewhere where you can talk...
The fact that I was late picking her up from the airport spoke volumes, never mind the expression I tried to contain. "What the hell are you happy about?" Sarah's voice seemed a little too playful for her disposition, but that was naturally sour. We'd been separated for the better part of a year now and she enjoyed frequenting Melbourne when she was horny...
When I was in the Army, sexual opportunities were limited, but not non-existent, particularly in the middle 70s when the Army first began to admit women to the general population. Prior to that, the best opportunities were with young civilian secretaries, the occasional nurse or WAC or young wives whose husbands were overseas. Personally, having served in Vi...
This story is intended for mature audiences. Every character is over the age of 18. This story is not to be taken serious as it's fun and sex heavy driven. Please enjoy and thanks for your support. ***** "Be right back. Going to the little girl's room and then we can leave," Nancy announced to her impatient daughter as the two were out shopping at the mall...
Act II: The Toy "How's the night going?" she asks me, putting something of a sashay into her walk when she comes into the office -- an extra movement of the hips. She reminds me of a schoolgirl, pleased at having returned from some fresh mischief. "It's okay," I tell her, wondering what she's up to. "It's about to get even better," she says, smiling as sh...
Mel Gibson and Oksana Grigorieva It hadn't been a good summer for Mel. His relationship with his girlfriend, Oksana Grigorieva, suddenly soured. Call it a coincidence but the relationship soured, when Mel refused to marry her. After putting up with her lying, he had seen enough of her to realize that she wasn't a good match for him. Then, the final straw, w...