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Chapter 24 We said our goodbyes in the driveway and she left for her parents to spend her holiday week with them. When she turned away from the driveway I felt the loss right away but I didn't begrudge her spending time with them. The house was empty and cold without Jan in it and I had to force myself to do something besides mope around. I did some laund...
As Nicki pulled off her shirt, she thought about how, at one point in her life, she would have thought it was sexy to wash the shower in the nude - feel the warm water caress her skin, flow over her arms and run down her legs. But then again, maybe not. Maybe she would never have thought of her doing anything in the nude as sexy. She didn't really think of h...
(I serious recommend all writers get an editor but Frontma is MINE, damn it and if you don't like it -- Thunder Dome!) *Control is illusionary* (Erotic Coupling) (Please note that the story starts out a bit awkward but it does get rolling. You may assume that Echo does not date -- AT ALL; before meeting our hero. That may help you make sense of some of he...
"I have to go to Vancouver next week," I announced to Anne as coyly as I could while she sat pedaling her stationary bike and working up a sweat. It must have been the grin on my face that told the whole story because she immediately said without so much as a hint of a smile: "Go without me and you're dead. And I mean so dead." I leaned over and kissed her l...
This story is completely fiction. All the characters, and events, came out of the imagination of the author. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental, and was not the intent of the author. There are no persons in this story under eighteen years of age. A very rich woman makes a sex toy out of a poor working stiff. Early Friday m...
The snowflake was thick like a piece of white cotton gauze ripped off. The ends were frayed like a dozen ripped strings. With its million friend on this dark cloudy day, it sailed diagonally towards the ground until a gust picked it up and carried it across the hot pool. The hot pool was bubbling. Foggy fingers were reaching out of it. The foggy fingers were...
"When young I was not as others,I loved the mountains, hills and misted rivers. But Oh I was dazzled by visions of powerAnd've only returned in this, my final hour." - Tao Yuan-ming, 365-427 Perfect stillness cloaks the garden. Snow lies white and deep. Snow clings to the rocks on the little island in the pond, snow clings to the railing of the arching foo...
(Note: this story takes place after my story The Clone Queen, but you don't have to read that one to get this one.) The maid was obviously a Prin. Everything about her said so. They precise, repetitive way she moved, the utter lack of boredom or wandering emotions which normally shifted across a person's face every few moments, but most of all it was her...
Sometimes it rains inside my head All the words run dry Walls are breathing hands are reaching up To touch my thigh No, they don't have to take you away No, they don't have to take you away No, they don't have to take you away I reach out and smack the alarm clock, even though I really like that song. I take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Let's get this s...