NOTE: This is a continuation to my Dear Diary saga with Vicky being the first point of view and Ashley being the second point of view. Hopefully it's not too confusing. Enjoy. ***** Dear Diary, Today was my 21st birthday, both my parents forgot, but I was more than happy to spend the whole day with my best friend, Vicky. I helped her move into her new...
All characters in this story are over 18 years old. This is a work of fiction and any similarity to other works or real people is simply coincidental. Hope you enjoy, love you dolls! Xoxo ------------------------------------------------- Luke was a sissy. The kids at school called him mean names and threw things at him. They played keepaway with his book...
The Women's Bookshop had a regular customer – a busty elderly woman named Phaedra. She weekly bought heaps of books on psychology, anthropology, foreign languages, mythology, and gender studies. She usually paid by cash, but once she told the sales clerk, "Dear Eliza, I couldn't find a working ATM. Can I pay via credit card?" "Of course, Phaedra." Phaedra...
Road Home 1 After thoroughly enjoying a ride on a combination rowing machine and rocker type sex device, Michelle decides to visits the fuck machine distributor to learn about the latest features and to be paid as a consultant that will spice up the catalog of sex equipment As an adventure, Mickie / Michelle Jarema became the star of a paid train pull tha...
It's been a long, hot summer and as we entered late July of 2002 Kevin's nerves are becoming ragged. Between the unending parade of kids with friends, many of them packing overnight stays, working, creating gardens and picking and freezing vegetables and fruits for winter, we are both mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted. On a bright, sunny Saturd...
Good Morning Beautiful, the song playing again on the boom box, as she awaits him at the Marriott overlooking the city. The song fills her with the sweetest images of waking beside him. She stares out the window, watching every car being parked. Studying the passengers of each, searching for him, anxiously, hoping he will arrive soon. The music fills the roo...
*** PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO VOTE AND COMMENT. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT.*** CHAPTER 4-LOVE OR LIFE Noel was shaking with fear and Leon was shaken by the entire incident. Mr. Davis was a very bad man and he was the worst enemy anyone can have. Mr. Davis' anger was at its highest level and it felt like the volcano would soon erupt. "Nathan, tell everyone outside t...
The plans had been finalized about two months ago and we were all looking forward to a nice visit. Since we'd never actually met before. Having been flickr friends for years and exchanging emails on a regular basis we started calling overseas to each other. John had appreciated the new friend who shared his interest in photography. We'd both learned so much...
I was standing in a park smoking a joint and listening to a blues-jazz band play on a warm summer afternoon when I first saw her. She was standing about ten feet away, and I knew with my first glance that she was an exceptional woman. Her tall, lean body and wide shoulders, her dark blonde hair and her gentle curves were by themselves enough to get my full a...
Carmen and Ron were both in their late forties, and had been married, both for the second time for three years. Their up and down and tumultuous personal life was partly balanced and counteracted by an avid and lustful sex life, which was often very spasmodic due to long and wide separations. They were on a short interstate working holiday and sitting forty...