Laura Klein and Jessica Lewis marched Paul to the large building with a sign in front reading Jane House - Girls' Hostel. Next to the doorway stood an eight foot tall stone statue of a woman. The stone lady stood proudly, with her hands in her sides and her chin raised high. Next to the statue was a golden nameplate on a stone pillar with large bold letters...
Not my usual fayre. Just a simple love story. * "I am only teasing you Emma, I really don't mind being on a public beach. The sunbeds aren't that bad and at least the males we have seen have been young." Emma turned lazily and looked at her friend. "I know, Claire. We are here for as long as we want, and William H. is not going to be here for another fiv...
Foreword This is not a story that will suit many of you. I therefore urge you not to read it, unless you are one of the very few people in the world who enjoy the extreme humiliation of young men at the hands of women. This story, along with others I have written, has no redeeming features for the uninitiated. So I beg you, don't read it. Don't vote and don...
What follows is the most personal story I have ever written. I first wrote it 15 years ago and have modified and edited it many times since never being entirely satisfied. I'm still not. I suspect there are still errors in but it's time the world saw it. Only a very few have ever seen it. This is not an erotic story, there is no sex herein. It is rich with s...
Edited by ENGLISH ROSE April 23, 2003 Chapter One She was considered to be one of the, "thoroughly modern Millies " by the older sisters. Sister Jane was a petite woman. Her pretty blue eyes seemed even bluer as they were set off by the stark black of the habit. Being covered from head to toe, the austere costume hid the well curved body of a pretty young...
The house next to Jane and Andrew had been on the market for just a day before being sold to the young couple moving in today. To Jane's eyes they had to be in their late twenties or early thirties. About a dozen years younger that Jane and Andrew, they were also in excellent shape. Jane could tell this just from the way they were unloading their moving van....
Chapter 3 - The Night Out "We are going to have a lot of fun tonight," Jane said, smiling. Shona smiled back then turned to go to her room to shower and get ready for the night out. Shona had been visiting her best friend for a few days already and was beginning to see Jane in a different way. She'd had been a little nervous when she'd first arrived, wonde...
Disclaimer: I do not own Jane The Virgin. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Jane Gloriana Villanueva and Petra Solano were super nervous. They had both agreed not to do this until they were both ready, and in a way they had done the responsible thing by putting it off for so long. But the truth was that they had both known right...
"C'mon Steve, help us out," pleaded Shona. "I dunno girls," replied Steve, the assistant caretaker, "I mean, what's in it for me? I'd be taking a big risk letting you store that stuff in here." "You know damn well what's in it for you," replied Jane hotly, "the same thing as always. Why do we have to go through this every time?" "Just making sure you g...
Jane has lived in London for the past three years after moving from Manchester just after her 27th birthday. She moved away from the north to escape the dreary weather and to enjoy the faster pace of the nation's capital. She is tall, slim, with auburn hair falling down to her shoulders, and green eyes forever sparkling; enhancing her already beautiful face....