XLIX Foreign Shores Diane 2043 "It doesn't matter however much I enjoy making love with you," said Diane, "it still feels wrong." "Because we're both women?" wondered Lakeisha who was spread out on the sheets beside the vicar. "Because I'm in love with Doris," Diane replied. "It's not as if you're living together, is it?" said Lakeisha. "Didn't you enjo...
She climbed the stairwell with deliberate caution, her footsteps landing flatly upon the bits of melting ice on each step. The green rubber doormat at the foyer's front door generally failed as a reminder of consideration. People generally hurried past it to escape the bite of the wind and find refuge in the warmth of their cozy apartments. It wasn't the wea...
"Nose to the wall," He ordered, holding the belt buckle in place. Reluctantly, she leaned forwards until her nose met plaster, the metal buckle already irritating her skin. She wouldn't complain, though. Any and all complaints were met with swift and painful consequences. In this house, she had no rights but the ones that He allowed her. From time to tim...
A few days after your 21st birthday, a heavy, manila envelope lands on your doormat. There's no postmark, or even a stamp, just a strange symbol set into a blob of crimson wax sealing the envelope, and your name in a flowing, cursive script on the other side. You turn it over a couple of times in your hands, but no other distinguishing marks present themselv...
I lied on my bed listening to the alarm ring. I don't want to get up. Oh, how I hate Mondays. Knock, Knock, Knock! "Mommy? Are you awake? It's time to get up." I laughed to myself, my kids telling me it's time to get up. "I'm getting up." As I looked in the mirror on my bureau, I saw the reflection of the card you sent me. I turned, picked up the card an...
"I want you," I whispered against her thigh, smelling the musky scent of her. I ran my hands down her silky stockings and cupped her slackened calf. She sat with one leg lifted on the coffee table, the other modestly tucked beneath her. "Hmmm," she sighed and turned the page in her book. I lifted my face away from that intoxicating scent, frowning at her l...
(You should read Patty's Costume first to set the stage properly for this one.) I watched in amazement as he got up and walked out. He gave me on last look that thrilled and scared me, and he grabbed his clothes and walked out of the room. I looked at Bob with half a grin. "I told you he wasn't like the others." His only reply was "Well fuuuuuuuck me!" Bo...
{if G_Interest=1}{else}Author's note: this story is meant to use the scoring and conditional branch features. Please "Start Game" before continuing. The names of the characters can also be customized. {endif}You stamp your feet on the doormat to knock the snow off of the bottom of your shoes as you wait for the doorbell to be answered. Shifting the...
It was a lousy late October day. It was cold outside, grey clouds whipping across a rain-laden sky, the tops of the trees in the garden lashing against each other, shedding great dollops of leaves onto the sodden grass ...... Mike looked out of his front window, to the empty driveway next door. Gordon and June, his next-door neighbours, had gone off to spen...
"I never brought a man home on a second date," Karissa said. "You broke your own rules for me?" Atlantis said. "You make me feel athletic, even when I sit on my ass," she said. "Not sure how I do that." "I feel motivated to be athletic, to move my body in front of your eyes." "This house is super...all this from owning a sub shop?" Atlantis said. "No.....