Spoilers: Everything from "Lovers Walk" on is fair game. And I have mixed around the facts to suit Spike's. . .er. . .my story's needs. Summary: This follows "Idle Fancy". Spike comes back to Sunnydale for what he left behind. Takes place during Season Four before "The Initiative" Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Background...
To think this story all started with a text saying: "*thinking about whispering into your ears the words... 'Beg. Make me feel how much you mean it'...*" "...and that's just the start..." ////////////////////////////////////////////// It's been a lazy day... enjoying the crisp fall air, just enjoying each others company. Our chatter bounces back and forth...
Tara walked down the dimly lit corridor. She smiled as she neared the bright light at the end. Maybe this was not her father's or husband's heaven but she was excited to be back here. Two weeks, was it really only two weeks since she had been to Rainbows? So much had happened since then. Her mind still reeled with all of it. More questions than answers thoug...
It was about eight and the sun was gliding behind the horizon as she slipped on her heels and admired her outline in the mirror that hung at the end of her bed. Her dress sat tightly but comfortably against her hips and clung to her thighs, her stockinged legs shone in the reflected light of the candles on her dresser. The modestly scooped neckline showed of...
I felt like I was going to explode inside. Such was the anxiety, excitement, fear, horror, and arousal I was experiencing. I had no one to talk about it with. I had no one to tell that I had been caught dressed as a girl. I had no one to share the secret that Mark had taken me home and treated me like a real girl. Only I knew what that first kiss felt like....
Sydeen stood quietly in front of her private home. It was nestled far away from the main road within a thick copse of trees and well away from the edges of the city. The large, Georgian style house was glamored and warded against intruders, and yet she could feel someone inside. Her instincts screamed at her to leave. To just turn on her heel and go back in...
If you can make it there, you can make it anywhere... NO FUCKIN' SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!! It started out as one of the best weekend plans I had ever had. My favourite band was going to be playing in New York, and thanks to a scratch and win lottery ticket, I had decided to go see them while making a weekend out of it. The plan was to hop on the bus, see the concer...
Once upon a time, not very long ago and not so far away, there lived a girl named Sinderella. Her home was a five-steepled castle that was once a church of a long forgotten religion. It sat on an island that divided a river running with winter's melting snow. All secluded, she lived there with her mother and two sisters. . . . . so she thought. The supposed...
She had painted herself white. As she stood in front of the full-length mirror admiring her handy work, she became vividly aware of the intense scent and gentle sting of greasepaint for the first time. It stirred something unknown in every inch of her flesh. At one point she must have been thinking Geisha? Suddenly, that seemed trite. Cliché. But now wher...
Disclaimer Before you read, please know that this story deals in adultery and infidelity. If that is not your thing then please don't cause yourself undue stress by continuing to read this. ***** It was the first week working with the oncoming Lieutenant that I had the suspicion that Kayla and I would get along very well. Her professional, yet easy going...