Edited by Michael-Leonard Chapter 1 Bill stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame, as he watched her finish her final set. He was always amazed at how easy she made it look. Even from across the room he could tell that she had a forty-five pound plate, two twenty-five pounders, and a ten pounder on each side of the bar. Including the weight of the b...
Author's Note: So, here is the long-awaited continuation of Used! I've decided for my sanity to split up the chapters. The final chapter is in the works as well as the third of Only You. Again, thanks for reading and continuing to bless my little stories with your kind words. You guys are kickass! Happy Reading, Sienna H. ******** She was flying down the h...
Author's note: Many thanks to Copperbutterfly for her editing expertise in helping make this a better story. I had watched, along with maybe 50 other people at the scenic overlook, as the young girl who might have been an early teenager, stumbled and fell over the waist-high railing into the abyss of the canyon below. I bent over the rail expecting to see t...
You almost always meet at least one couple like them at a lifestyle event. One of them talks excessively, but her chatter is just a nervous jumble of pleasant words that say nothing about their real intentions. The other says hardly a word, but his roving eye and transparent expression announce their fantasy to have sex with strangers. You learn a lot abou...
You Wandered Down the Lane If there's a theme here, it's this: There's no longer an expectation of privacy because technology, and there's no longer an expectation of fidelity because boredom. Honesty compels me to caution potential readers: —There's an instance of literary theft. Mea culpa. —Where there's too much detail, I was trying to forestall compl...
"Oh, fuck, Markley, you are still the absolute best pussy licker in the whole wide world!" Traci shrieked ebulliently as she came for the sixth time of the evening at the end of my fingers and tongue. That was the good news. It was also the bad news. As I was about to go diving into her sweet pussy once again, her compliment hit me like a 2-by-4 to the he...
Chapter 3. "Burdened" Isabella Hosmer stretched her arms high, let loose with a deep, drawn-out yawn, and blinked her weary eyes. Her face then darted from side-to-side and, upon recognition, a warm, knowing grin overtook her lips. The bed she'd spent the night in was bouncing and creaking in a lewd, rhythmic fashion beneath her. "Good morning, baby," Chel...
Love in the time of Corona I went out shopping yesterday, for something small but necessary, and wouldn't you know it, on the way back in the building I encountered workers doing repairs on a landing in the stairwell. Construction goes on during this crisis. It was a team of Latin Americans, and they were boisterous and I would have to pass through them,...
Part I. Tellak We arrived at our hotel at 4 pm. It was very hot. They say July and August are not the best months to visit the Mediterranean and they are right. Nonetheless, Sonya and I were excited to come to Turkey on this beach holiday. It was the first time since our honey moon twenty years ago that just the two of us were going to spend 7 nights in a r...
Here it is, my contribution to the "Welcome To The New World" event. I hope you like it. I couldn't believe he was gone. He was thirty-five, six years older than I was. Way too young to die. Then again, he didn't die a natural death. He died a horrible miserable death on the streets of some third-world shithole, gunned down with several of the men he was tr...