Synopsis: Willa, now widowed, was raped by her stepson and, taking her daughter Ruth, left the farm and ran away to Winnipeg where she called Sarah. ***** I was raised by a single mother in a small apartment in Winnipeg. Mine was an ordinary childhood except we were poor. In the wintertime, I remember I was almost always cold. I was a bright girl and gra...
After a long day at work, I am ready to come home and relax. As I walk In the door, I don't see or hear you. I call out your name but you don't answer. I walk through our house down the hallway. Our room is the last one on the left with a large beautiful bathroom attached. I walk into our room and as I look up to our King sized bed to see if you are there,...
"Hey there princess." Whispered J from behind the door. T sniffled and took a deep breath. "h, hey Daddy." "Wanna unlock the door for me so we can talk?" J said. T paused for a few seconds and then stood. She slowly reached for the door handle and opened it for him. When J saw her his heart melted. His little girl's face was streaked with tears and her...
A surprise was forming since the minute you told me you were going to go on a business trip to South Florida. The drive from the airport wasn’t long but the closer I got the more excited I became. I find your hotel and smile. You do have style. Not a big chain but a smaller more intimate type. I ask the clerk for the room key he looks puzzled as he knows you...
Journal Entry: Monday, January 01, 1989 - Party: The Sequel Editor's note: as I explained earlier, the party story was pretty much a fantasy. However from this point on the story is TRUE. Cheers! We chugged the bottle of Champaign we had liberated from the party as we sat on the couch talking and making out. "If I didn't know any better," she told me, "...
The flight to the island went smoothly. They hailed a cab and were whisked off to their beach front cabin. Hank called in some chips from friends he knew in DC. The cabin faced the ocean and fronted a white sand beach. The cabin was very secluded. Amy stood at the door, looking out at the water as Hank brought the bags. "I think we packed too much," he thou...
The inspiration for this one came from watching a music video. It has the potential to go further, if inspiration takes me. * * * Heath hurried home in his beat-up old Ford. He was eager to get home and finally hook up his very own DVD player. He didn't earn very much, and the rent for his one bedroom apartment took most of his pay, so he'd had to save fo...
Thanks must go to 'Jill' yet again for giving me the inspiration, plot and route to take. Without whose help this story would have gone west. Thanks again for bearing with me! This story contains consensual sex between adults if you don't like this genre don't read it! Otherwise enjoy. Oh and it contains naughty words, if you don't like reading words like...
It's a quiet Saturday evening. Not quite dark, far from stormy. It was a kinda warm summer evening though. That's me. I'm Eddie. I'm the one with the blue shirt and blue shorts. Right now, I'm on my way to my friend Wendy's house. I have to tell you, if you've seen her, she's almost like the woman of your dreams. (well, if you're into full-figured women anyw...
Edited by slutkimmi * "Felt kind of weird and intensely wonderful!" Amanda said as she lie on her bed talking on the speaker phone with her girlfriend, Diane. "Oh girl!" replied Diane. "Gee, I wish I would have been there to watch! The way you tell it is so hot!" "Well if you had, that certainly would have spiced things up, Di!" Amanda said. "Come to t...