Shawna had a nice big butt. Thomas liked that. He especially liked how it stretched her tight panties as she stood with her back to him, flipping her skirt to give him tantalizing little peeks. God, what a cock-tease! She looked back at him over her shoulder and licked her full lips as an old woman walked by pushing a supermarket cart. He'd wanted to see he...
If you happen across this story and haven't read the first four installments, what are you waiting for? All the backstory and lots of sexy escapades can be found therein. And, as always, share your comments and ratings. Yours truly, Petitmort The morning light filtered through the Linden trees that lined West End Avenue, bathing Juliet's apartment with a go...
~ Prologue ~ Bryan sat at the Plaza bar staring into his scotch whiskey. He was glad that his old friend, Quentin, was still in town and had some free time. A friend since high school, he was someone whom Bryan trusted, especially when it came to advice about women. This was the second time he had asked him for advice about Jenny. The first time, it was for...
A romance by Calibeachgirl dedicated to all the veterans All rights reserved, 2012 Thanks to my copy editor estragon, a graduate of the United States Army, Vietnam, class of 1969. Saturday, February 15, 1969 Angelina put her few flowers on the grave and braced herself against the rainy cold wind. He had died on Valentine's Day, destroying the holiday f...
Chapter 1: Accidents Will Happen I am a genuinely nice guy. To take just one example, I never needed to be reminded that there was a community service requirement we'd have to meet before we graduated; I'd fulfilled it before I got to eleventh grade. Mostly to get out of the house, true, but also because I really enjoyed working with the deaf kids at the pu...
Spring Green Things are never what they seem Let a star be just a star And a woman -- just a dream. Dreams Are Best | Robert Service Oh yes, life is change...because as Yeats' said -- 'things fall apart,' and the fall can be brutal and direct -- or -- such change may arrive softly, with the coming of a breeze. Sometimes change arrives on vast columns of...
There was no doubt: she was crying. It triggered a reflex in him to reach out and comfort her. Except – he didn't. Why should he? She wasn't the one hurt, was she? He was. So why should she be the one crying? And yet, she was. Clear liquid trembled on the lower rims of her beautiful eyes – reflecting the candlelight. For a moment it clung to her painted l...
Chapter 9 -- Serious Consideration Since Matthew was due back in the afternoon to swim at the pool and be with Heather, the Circle cleaned up their act for the afternoon. Cleaning up our their meant no public sex, men wearing swim trunks or athletic shorts or other pants, and women wearing at least a monokini. Heather had schooled Matthew to understand tha...
Procyon-2/ Octavia The domes covering the surface of the planet were black. Every inch of exposed surface was covered with solar-collection tiles to maximize the daily harvest from the harsh twins, Procyon A & B. Environmental systems kept the temperature in each dome and building mild. Outside, the suns-light had to be dampened with filters to avoid glare...
Several events and locales depicted in this story are once again factual, while the remainder is pure fiction. Hopefully, you readers will enjoy both. Constructive comments are always welcomed. ~~~ The ferry's bell chimed three times, indicating our departure as I lowered my sunglasses and found a space along the port railing on the deck next to my car. I...