"Be serious," she snapped, tossing her long blonde curls. "I'm Carsyn Leigh. I don't do songs with gangster rappers." Her manager, Ben Kasper, sighed. He slammed his laptop shut, pleased that Carysn jumped at the sound. "Carsyn, it's been over eight months since you've been in the charts. You're 18. The time to strike is now. Crossovers are a hot market....
The third time he said it - I was wishing I hadn't told Julian about Ozzie kids being known for saying "are we nearly there yet" on car journeys. We'd got a bit stuck in Saturday afternoon traffic for the "Queens Birthday" long weekend in Melbourne. I was hoping the windows of the limo I'd hired were blacked out enough - we were right outside the State Art G...
In my job as a taxi driver I meet some interesting people. On a recent job I met three of the most interesting people I've ever met. I'd been booked one Friday evening to collect three passengers from a bar in London's west end and take them home out in east London. I fought my way through London's traffic, arrived right on time outside the bar, and just as...
The windshield wipers are whipping across the windshield. I have the high beams on, but they are hardly making a difference in this downpour. I am still an hour from home and on the interstate, when my car starts to sputter. The power is failing; I can tell as my lights dim and die. I pull off to the side of the highway and coast to a stop. I wait a minute...
A Silky Adventure So I told you I had been allowed to take osteology as a sophomore. That's because I'm good at biology. I also told you about screwing the teaching assistant, and how he didn't believe my father spanked me (whipped is more like it) for not using a condom. Then I had to get my sister Jessica to screw him to prove I wasn't making it all up. I...
She wasn't the thinnest or youngest woman at the campground that weekend, but she was still sexy. Dangling her legs off the edge of the dock at the boat launch, she spent a lot of time staring out at the boats on the lake. She was waiting for one of them to return. With my sunglasses on, she couldn't tell how intently I was studying her. I feigned casual d...
"Fighting with your roommate, eh?" Harold Ethelbald Senior said, arching his iron-grey brows as he studied the sheet of parchment. "Is that all it says?" Harry reached, but his grandfather whisked the sheet away with a quickness that belied his age. "What else might it say?" "Nothing about ... girls?" "You had girls in your room?" "Let me see that!...
I'm a widower for two years now. We had lived-in the same house for eighteen years. I had watched the neighbor kids grow up with my step-kids. The girls next door just couldn't seem to get away. The youngest was disabled so I could understand that. The oldest one, she just couldn't find a job that paid enough even with a college degree. Not too sure why but...
The second chapter of "A Gamer Has to Game". I hope that those that read the first chapter find this one just as interesting. And as beginner in erotica, I do look forward to your comments and suggestions. CONTINUED FROM EARLIER.... I quickly turned the app off and got to the parking garage. After negotiating the garage I hit down town in only a few minute...
Jackson and I spent the day in Savannah shopping, then Vonne and I sent him on his way Thursday to meet with his attorneys in Atlanta. When she saw him finally drive out of sight, Vonne's sigh was audible. "Thank goodness! Well, Dana, if you'll excuse me, I've still got a lot to do to get ready for Friday …" She turned and made her way back into the house a...