Jessie Rousing from her restful slumber, Jessie quietly slipped from her bed and tiptoed out of the room, closing the door behind her so that she didn't wake Dex up from his own much needed rest. Turning from her door, she saw that Donna's was open, and stepped in, not caring in the least that she was still naked from the night before. Her roommate was stil...
A/N: I'm working on some errata to correct some of the consistency problems across the series. One which impacts this chapter is helmets. I've kind of flip flopped over how much to include the whole takes off/dons helmets bits, and largely neglected it because it felt tedious to write, so instead I came up with wearing them in sliver form, and activating the...
I am a thirty-three year old professional in the High Tech industry my name is Sean. I have risen high up in the corporation that I work for and after almost 10 years I have most of the trappings of success. I am five foot ten inches and weigh a svelte one hundred and ninety -eight pounds. I have longish dark blonde hair that I wear tied back in a ponytail,...
Author's Notes: Sorry it took so long to get Part IV submitted; you're probably getting sick of me saying that. Thanks for all the positive comments for Part III. To the anonymous person that submitted the exact same "Horrible" comment eight different times for Part III. There are different methods used for scoring on this website. One of those is by the...
"NO! Damn it Roger I don't want to just take off and lay around the damn beach with you. I'm sick of Miami and have more important things to do than traipse all around the country with you. That's all you want to do any more. We're young. We need to live it up before it's too late. I'm sick of you telling me I can't go out with my friends. I have a life and...
This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Many thanks to Max for the fine editing work. * Caitlyn wasn't anything like I'd expected. After years of th...
Avril sat on the couch holding her heart in her hands. She wasn't crying. Sitting next to her, Ted wondered if that would change. Still staring at the damning picture on her phone, Avril asked Ted, "You think her tits are fake?" "Not as fake as her nails," Ted said, trying to keep things as light as possible. "They could be real," Avril said, zooming in...
I could feel her warm breath on my face. Even with my eyes closed and just coming out of a dead sleep, I could tell we were almost nose-to-nose. I slowly opened one eye and confirmed what I already knew. Light reddish-brown hair, big green eyes, and a small nose, is what I saw before immediately closing my eye hoping against hope she hadn't seen it—no such l...
Warning. This entire story is about sex, desire, and love. A full one-quarter of the writing could be called sex scenes. This means, of course, that three-quarters cannot be called as such. Act as you see fit. Finally, there are two sentences of Chinese spoken in the story. Since our heroine doesn't understand them, they remain untranslated. If you want to...
"I'm sorry, Helen. The holiday season wasn't as good as we'd hoped. The economy is still in the dumps. Sales were down. We're going to have to let you go." She looked at Bill in shock. "Let me go? You mean fire me?" "Not fire you. Lay you off. It's not the same thing. We'll be happy to give you a good reference when you're looking for another job." "But w...