"Are you serious? You and Kayla, a fashion show?" my slack-jawed mouth asked her. "Uhunh, she's looking forward to it." Then she whispered to me, almost like she was trying to keep a secret, "I told her about last weekend." I looked at my wife in disbelief, "Everything?" She grinned and nodded, "Everything." "And?" I asked her, "And what?" she asked bac...
After many months of chatting with Aaron online, Kayla was on her way to meet him; she was sure her husband would not approve of her having a friend stay the weekend with her, although he probably wouldn't even notice, the last four years Kayla has been alone in her marriage and all the attempts of making it work had failed. And finding Aaron was the best th...
**So just exactly what is Kayla's problem? Vote if you want to, and comments are always welcome. O_o --------------- Kayla was a bit slow getting up, and eventually Jillian wandered into her room to wake her. Kayla stretched as she sat up and hugged her niece. "Good morning, Jilly. I love you, honey." She looked over at Jillian's constant companion. "An...
"I just hope we don't have to do another group project. The last one was a disaster. "Ugh, don't remind me. You know, I still think Sarah was lying. There was g on her Facebook or Twitter, and she didn't seem all that sad." "Well, I wasn't going to call her out on a dead grandma." Connor walked along with Kayla and Stacy, idly listening to their conversat...
It was dark when I finally exited the walk-in clinic. My first shock was the blast of night air that swept up under the short nurse's shift and chilled my thighs. How women managed to tolerate wearing skirts and dresses in winter was a mystery to me. The sheer white panty-hose felt utterly foreign against my skin and provided little insulation compared to th...
It stung that Melody had called him a "size queen." First of all, he wasn't no "size queen" in any possible way. "Size queen" was the kind of terminology homos tossed around. Demarcus wasn't no "queen" regardless. Even if she intended to say "size king," which maybe she meant (although he had never heard anyone say it that way), it was a preposterous accu...
Authors Note: This is an idea I've been turning over in my head for a little while but was unsure how to actually go about it. This documents a single night amongst a group of friends. Chapter A outlines some background on the group that Chapters B & C do not. There are portions that are the same between all 3 stories to keep track of the timeline betwee...
Pimped Out If you haven't read the first 2 chapters, it might be a good idea so that this makes more sense. Your call, and I hope you enjoy either way! *** Jeff stepped off the bus feeling defeated as he walked the five blocks back to Brad and Kayla's place. He couldn't even think of it as home now, since Kayla was sure to kick him out tomorrow. He was jo...
Jonathan woke up. The air inside the house was still cold from the night and the room still dark. It was early. He rolled around a bit, but sleep evaded him. The flashing red numbers on the clock indicated it was around six and a half. Annoyed, Jonathan sat up, pushed his covers and rubbed his eyes. He knew he slept about seven hours, he should be able to fu...
Mom and I were both pooped. The final days that we spent settling up everything in mom's and granny's apartment had taken more out of us than we had expected, but finally, we found ourselves in my apartment on the West Coast. We were both sprawled out on my living room floor. "Well mom, you have spent nearly a whole day on this coast. What do you think of i...