The characters depicted in this fictitious story as all adults over the age of 21. The author does not in any way condone the theme of the story, nor the actions of the characters in the story and believes all real life relationships must be built on love, affection and mutual consent. Narrative Style: First Person Female ***** Part I – The Hook Allison a...
Mum continued to find me all sorts of jobs to do while she was at work, one of which involved cleaning out a gutter on the side of the house. It involved putting up a ladder, and the ladder had to be set up just over the fence in the Higgins garden. Mum had already asked if it was ok, and although I'd not met them formally, I had seen Mrs Higgins getting sho...
Serendipity looked at Trevor, her student, smiling. "You keep making the same mistakes, and I don't think you are truly devoted to the piano." "No, really, I love the piano, and I want to play-" "Trevor, you like the idea of playing the piano." "Really, please, Serendipity. I can pay more-" "And all these excuses, Trevor? One week you told me your metro...
Katrina scribbled some more notes on the clipboard that she was carrying. She had just seen another Areserican that had chicken pox. She didn't understand why the ailment was spreading so quickly. On Earth it had a two-week incubation period, but here it was merely hours after a person had contact with an infected person before they began to show the symptom...
Copyright ©, 2006: All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. Content contains adult material. ---------- The best mentoring advice I ever received in my professional career was "do what you really like to do; the money will take care of itself." Five yea...
Angel actually had a great time this year at the Christmas party. He mostly enjoyed his time especially with Buffy. He had to smile just thinking about his girl. She was definitely nothing like Drusilla. Drusilla was a total head case. As he entered his car he spotted Buffy’s sweater by the passenger’s seat. He figured that he’d surprise her and bring the sw...
Welcome back into my imagination. In this story, I envision life as a furry. My character is an anthropomorphic horse. He's a member of a small but growing population of a subspecies that resulted from an ill-fated attempt to expand the lifespan of horses by injecting them with human DNA while they were still in the womb. As you would expect, the result wa...
Two days before Halloween, Mick Newhart woke to the tumble of the Mediterranean Sea on the French Rivera shore below his hotel window, the scent of seaweed, salt, and brioche wafting through the open window, while the light in the room edged from pure darkness to deepest violet blue. He had been sleeping fitfully, a feeling of impending dread unshakable abou...
Cum with me to lower Michigan as we camp near the Dunes and get intimate with Gracie and Charlie. This had to be in the 80's not long after we joined a membership campground group. Let's pretend I was 45 and Dollie 43. The approximate ages of a couple, George and Terry, who helped teach us the fine art of bondage for sex 20 years earlier. That was another...
By sbrooks103x, inspired by Jenny Maitland in "Faithful," by Todd172, with permission. Thanks to Todd172 for his permission to tell Jenny's story and his advice, Crkcppr for Beta reading, and, as always, blackrandl1958 for her sweet inspiration and editing. ***** I held it together for as long as I could after the telegram came - for Tommy's sake, more th...