"No!" Lara stared at the computer in disbelief, trying to will it back to life. The blank screen just stared back indifferently, mocking her. Lara almost threw the laptop to the floor but stopped herself just in time. It might be fixable. It had been fixed before. Sure it had been getting worse recently, but surely a laptop would last longer than six month...
Edinburgh, Scotland May 12th, 1998 James eyed his housemate nervously - she should have gone by now. Helen felt his eyes piercing into her and looked up instinctively, her striking grey eyes narrowing suspiciously as she sipped her tea. "What?!" she huffed. "I thought you were going to Karen's for the weekend," James said. Helen sighed and brushed her m...
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Jessica stared at him with a look bordering on horror. She pulled the sheets of Tom's bed up to cover her naked chest. "You're not gay?" she asked incredulously. Tom had tried to think of a plausible explanation for his erection. He treasured these evenings when his housemate would curl up beside him in bed, upset over a liaison or frustrated with her univ...
PART I SUCCUBUS: --------- It was not going to work, but fuck if I would admit it! I planned to continue making believe my students' stories were riveting until she noticed I was ignoring her. She took up far too much of my attention during class for me to volunteer more. Down that path lay damnation, or at least losing my job. The unfortunate part happ...
The doorbell rings, a soft knocking accompanies the bell to break the silence of the house. You look up from your laptop nestled snuggly in your lap and glance at your watch. "That must be her. Right on time." You mutter to yourself, and reluctantly clamber out of the comfy reclining chair, situated in the living room. Your thoughts turn back to th...
The gig at the Blue Lagoon had been dead tonight. Alina sighed as she trumped up the stairs to her apartment. Pushing thirty, putting herself out there, and all she got for her heart and soul was a few free drinks and a bunch of bartenders telling her, "maybe next week." As she turned her key in the rusty lock, Maxine came up and meowed, twining between her...
I clean up the boxes of used tissues and medicines from my bed. I shave my legs and take more Paracetamol to reduce my fever, but I'm still sweating profusely. I decide to wear my hair up to reduce some of the heat that is penetrating my body. I apply my red lipstick to entice him, matching it with a plunging dress, so he can marvel at my breasts and crave...
Author's Note: This story is based on a true story. I wanted to build the background for the story in this installment. Feel free to comment and give me feedback. Would love to hear from the readers. * I have always had a foot fetish. Even as a young boy, when the weather started to turn warm in New England, I would become excited as I knew that soon wome...
It started off being longer but I thought the story also a good fit for the 750 word format so here it is cut down a little. * Mary and Ciara thought they got a good deal when Fred took the third slot in their shared student house. His presence made them feel safer, he seemed to have an endless supply of energy for chopping wood for the log burner and he s...