(If you haven't already, please read "The Bridge" by RichardGerald here first and then my own "The Bridge - a Little More". This won't make a lot of sense otherwise.) What's love got to do, got to do with it What's love, but a second hand emotion -Tina Turner It has been a year since my dinner with my ex-wife Gloria at her request. In retrospect I don't f...
"You made all of these arrangements yesterday morning?" Tyler asked. He saw Katie nodding her response before she verbalized it over their video call. As she had promised him last night, she had called him this morning as soon as she had gotten dressed and ready for her meeting with the owners of the vehicle she had hoped to buy. "Sure, but I had some help...
One evening, I had agreed to join a large group of friends for dinner at a local restaurant. One of my friends brought along a woman named, Ruby. I sat next to her that night and knew at first glance, we were physically complete opposites. She was a decade older than me, very tall with long, straight dark hair pulled back in a huge ponytail. She was extremel...
Katherine had found about a public charity donation event by the slightly annoying medium of a brightly-colored flyer under her windshield wiper. It was being held at the slightly rundown building where she’d once rented for a week as a gallery for her art. Appropriately, the building was covered in graffiti. She had gathered up some old clothing and canned...
Bone deep weariness suffused Vidya, from her toes to her bones. She had never felt quite so exhausted before in her life -- even at the worst crunch during her training to join with the space survey. That had been several weeks of training on the Indian lunar colony. She had trained in both hard vac-suits and in mechanical counterpressure suits, and gone thr...
Chapter 14 - ON MY OWN AND ON THE STREET Monday morning, my parents were up around 5:30 AM. Despite my limited sleep I woke from their sounds. I hadn't seen them since Friday. When they last saw me, I was their somewhat innocent daughter. Now I was their daughter, the full blown prostitute and slut. Before going downstairs to see them I looked at myself in...
This is part of a series so trying to jump in without reading chapter 1 will probably be difficult. =============== Detective Riley adjusted the negligee as she approached her door. She'd been expecting the knock, and she was fully committed, but it still seemed a little strange to her to be wearing lingerie at nine AM on a Saturday when she'd gone to bed...
Chapter Two - First Affair Gym Disaster Myself Preeti, I'm 19 half years old from Indore, Madhya Pradesh. I have 34 sized breasts, chubby cheeks, thick thighs, thick butts, pink lips and dimples on cheeks. My boobs are spongy and builds a dangerous curve in bra and tight clothes. My waist size is 32 but due to thickness of my thighs, I have to buy 34 sized...
(Author's Note: To anyone who is waiting for me to write more chapters to any series I may have going, don't worry. I've just been really busy, so I haven't had a lot of time to do anything. I did, however, have inspiration strike me, so I wrote this story right away, because I was afraid I might lose it. I hope you enjoy it for the time being. LQ1203). My...
[Part 10] Shweta: I was already regretting bringing Shriya with me. She had come to my office and asked to come with me to the boss' place but I should have made some excuse to leave her. Already she was stepping into my game. I had not yet made my connection with Mr. Silverstar. After that first meeting on the terrace this was the first time I was meetin...