As the hustle and bustle of LA faded in my rear view mirror my mind cant help but calm a little. I hadn't realized how the schedules and all the pressures associated with those had built up. But driving up the Oregon coast is just what I needed. Even the time behind the wheel is relaxing. Sometimes it seems like the forest goes right into the sea. With my...
A fine summer midday it was in the quiet town. At the park people were enjoying the day by playing games, taking walks, enjoying picnics and so much more. Everyone seemed to be having a great time, but across the street on the second floor sat William looking out of his bedroom window down upon the people in the park. William now in his mid thirties had suff...
Chapter 1: All Our Past Times There was no "Bernie." It was just a made-up name from long ago, and no one remembered its origin. "Backstreet Bernie's," however, was a sacred watering hole for me and a number of the locals. Nick Kleinhof was bartender during most afternoons and evenings. He was also the owner, and as you soon discovered, no one ... I mean no...
(Note: This story has been through dozens of reads and rewrites. All the punctuational, grammatical and spellingal "errors" are intentional (mostly). This story uses a sorta diary format, combined with real time description. I do understand the tense (time perspective) appears inconsistent. But, I find most people mix tense without awareness. Especially when...
Of course. . . . After abandoning Lyden for over a week, the succubus has to come back, wounded and dying. What will it take to help her recover, and what dire news does she have? Lisa and Becky will get an entirely new insight into their boyfriend, as Lyden's life goes back to being haywire. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 11 Resurrectio...
Marty. Marty Peg. She was unknowingly selected, not for testing or for observation, not to see what tv shows are the best or worst, not to see how she changed from child to women. No. Marty was selected to see what influences make teens more suicidal and which make them less. So in some way it is observation and testing, though more general observation...
For you guys who don't know me I'm Marca, 30+ years old, married with no children. At 5' 10", with a body of 40 X 23 X 38 and I was a model before I was a Mrs. (see Ms. Marca Ch. 1) and I'm the biggest flirt and tease to ever walk the malls. I was put on earth for one reason. Spend my husband's money. Mr. Bush said we all should do our part to fight in this...
Summer Helene was simply devastated. She slumped in her chair, her head falling on her chest. Faint sobs emerged from her small mouth. How would she tell her family? They had sacrificed for her to attend school London drama Prep, now she had failed to be admitted to the Actors Corps. Several actresses, who were no better than she, had qualified, but she had...
It has been quite some time since my last submission in this series, if you have not read any of the preceding chapters I think you should! * As always, this is just one look at the CFNM genre and probably not the most popular but, really ladies, you have no idea how much potential power you have! The story continues; As Thomas left the parlor Miss Conr...
I sat up slowly, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. I let the cool air of the night wash over my naked sweat-covered skin. My breathing was labored, and I looked resolutely out the dark widow to the twinkling street lights below. I could feel her movements through the mattress before her feet swung into existence next to me, and she slid up to sit b...