- Thursday, Jan. 31 John Anderson sat at his desk and wondered what he was going to do about Amy. Amy was his wife of six years and lately she had been behaving very strangely toward him. It seemed that she had her mind on something and he couldn't figure out what it could be. For over a month now, ever since Christmas, she seemed to be lost in thought almo...
Chapter 1 The cold front covering New England was so intense that the conditions outside Karen Lincoln's nineteen-twenties farmhouse were Siberian-like and according to the local radio station's weather forecast, it was unlikely to get any warmer over the next five days. It had snowed heavily for three days, leaving a blanket of snow three feet deep and iso...
Chapter 25 - Attack of the Puma I found Astral and Lauren talking to Floyd who was laughing. "Oh Josh there you are," Astral said as I came up to her. "We were just teaching Floyd here the 'Bahia Greeting' and we came up with a new twist. Here do me." I smiled at her and stepped up saying, "How positively ravishing you look tonight, Ms. De Soto," and as...
It takes a while for this story to unfold -- as for most of my stories - but I hope you enjoy reading it. Please leave a comment if you'd like to, as I really appreciate those of you who take the time to write them. Anyone in this story participating in sexual activities is most definitely over the age of 18. +++ 'Jane? Jane McInerney?' 'Yes! Jane McIne...
Author's note: To the people who left comments asking me to write more: sorry for making you wait nearly eleven years. This story isn't really a sequel to Poker With The Teachers, although it does contain a couple of the same characters. It's just set in the same universe a few years after that story. It's a wee bit longer than my other stories, rather a lot...
The sun was making its way through the slitted curtains and highlighted the pair sleeping in bed. As they lay spooning together still, the sheets slowly moved down and bared their bodies. Olivia was fast asleep and had no idea invisible forces were at work to wake her up. Her leg was shifted and bared her sex, which was quickly taken advantage of by Livy. Us...
I received an anonymous comment not too long ago from someone who said that they were not only a big fan of my work, but that they had also read both of my books. Therefore, the story you're about to read was written in honor of that particular individual, whoever he or she may be. If that person, and only they know who they are, is reading this, please, sen...
Author's note This story is a sequel to my 'Keeping Faith' story and is also set during season 3 of Buffy when both the characters and actresses were over 18. *** Buffy's POV Another slow night for slaying. That's been the fifth night in a row. I wonder if it could mean something. Like maybe there's something big on the horizon. Normally a few slow nig...
Wednesdays were always boring for Holly, and this one was worse than most. Her usual trade didn't hit the streets until the end of the week when they got paid, or until the welfare checks came. This wasn't the week for the welfare checks. It was cold, and there was a light mist falling that promised to turn into snow very soon. She could move up a few blocks...
The Harrison Riding Academy was a playground for little rich girls and their over indulgent mothers. Carl Edwards was the riding instructor. It was his job to teach the young brats to ride without falling off on their heads. It was not an easy job but one with many benefits. One of those rewards was to rub elbows with the cream of female society. Elbows wer...