I commented to JPB that this was good for a third chapter, and I thought he maybe do just that. Since he hasn't then I couldn't let a chance go by. This is a slight departure from my usual monogamous coupling, but I thought the way JPB set the story up, it might work. Only the readers can judge for sure. Reading Tom's Wife, Joe's Slut Ch 01 and Tom's Wife,...
Edited by Poison Ivan Kitty Winslow had a dream-puss face, no doubt about it - big doe eyes, bee-stung lips, and baby soft skin. But it was her chassis that made her a real oomph girl, and Kitty Winslow didn't mind displaying that chassis. Her seamstress must have gotten real friendly to get that yellow dress to cling to every dangerous curve of Kitty's bod...
Chapter 5: Pastor Ronnie Joe THE FOLLOWING STORY IS TRUE. ALL EVENTS AND BEHAVIOR ARE FAITHFUL ACCOUNTS OF PAST EVENTS, ALTHOUGH NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED TO PROTECT MY POSTERIOR AND KEEP ME OUT OF COURT. WRITER'S LICENSE AND HUMBLE DISCRETION HAVE BEEN USED WHERE AND WHEN I FELT IT EXPEDIENT TO AVOID ADVERSITY OR LEGAL ACTION. * * * * * Painful though it w...
Well, as my story goes on. Lynne is my wife we have been married now for 16 years, she is 5'3" tall weighs 128 lbs with blonde hair and blue eyes. She has a great body, 34A breasts and has kept herself in shape despite 2 children. Last week she shaved her pussy for the first time, and I think she may keep it that way for a while. We had discussed her having...
In the offhand chance that you don't find the setting clear on the issue, all characters are eighteen and legal. This is also a madly different story genre than I'm used to writing, so be kind. . . .. ... ..... She hated her. Hated... though strong and dramatic, it was the only word that summed up their relationship. Nobody would have guessed it, but i...
That summer I began to appreciate the unnoticed things. I attributed this sense of awareness to my art classes. The everyday aspects of the physical world needed to be documented and enjoyed. I cataloged changes, both mentally and with my sketchpad, delighted not just in the changes but my recognition of those changes. The house, which I always thought of a...
These characters, unfortunately, are not mine; I'm only borrowing them for a while. The derelict area of dockland was almost deserted and the only light came from a single unbroken street lamp. Danny Messer, one of New York's finest CSIs, knelt in the dirt looking at the body of a man who was, if anything, more derelict than the area he'd been found in. S...
MONDAY Kurt and Kustler's Mega Bookstore. Union Square. Dark and cold outside. Light and warm inside. I'm browsing, walking up and down each aisle. I turn and walk down another row of Fiction. Up ahead there sits a girl, on the carpet, back against a shelf and legs outstretched in front of her. Her gaze buried deep in a book that she holds open on her lap....
The story continues... I hope there's someone still reading... **** 6 DOTS. And so, madness begat madness. April marched into Simon's lab on Valentine's day; lip locked the startled guy and jammed a ring on his finger and firmly announced "I DO!" before she strode back out of the room, skirt swinging and heels clicking. Simon examined his engagement ring...
I left the breakfast table satisfied. Jean was doing the cooking this morning, and her buckwheat pancakes were the best. "Good job on breakfast, Jean." Jean smiled but kept her eyes down as I passed her. Jean was an omega, a low ranking but valuable wolf in our Pack. She worked hard and rarely needed my discipline, so we got along well. She knew her place in...