I would like to thank hcsd1719 for his help in editing and offering encouragement. Again, there are no actual sex scenes, since the main characters are underage. All italics indicate communication through the mental bond. Please remember to vote and comment, I appreciate all comments and feedback. Thank you. While the men were all gathering food and...
*Author's Note* The fifth part. Some of you will probably find this section a bit boring, but sometimes slower content is necessary to carry the story forward. Remember, all comments, graciously accepted! Enjoy! ****** Other People's Drama Colorado (3) I'm sitting at the workbench in the garage, assembling some parts for the engine I'm building...
Many thanks to Evanslily for the fresh pair of eyes. June 2007 Ana's arms banded tighter around Sean's middle as the Harley tilted left into a wide arc. The stuttered drr carried down the dusty driveway before stopping in front of the two storey building. She yanked off her helmet and bounded to the massive front door with coltish energy. "Remember, it l...
Okay – a few quick notes and apologies. First off, my apologies to the town of Buck Creek, WA. I have taken shameless liberties with you – geographically and demographically. I am sure you are a fine town in your own right. I really just liked the name. Secondly – I have to apologize for any perceived slur in Chapter 2. When I indicated the drug dealers wer...
The next morning, Laney was all smiles at the kitchen counter watching her friend drag herself down the stairs. "Mornin, Blue," she squealed a little too chipper for Max this morning. Max was usually an upbeat, happy morning person, but memories from last night had her mind in a fog and her body aching. It was that nice after sex ache when limbs and muscles...
I would like to thank hcsd1719 for his help in editing and offering encouragement. Again, there are no actual sex scenes, since the main characters are underage. All italics indicate communication through the mental bond. Please remember to vote and comment, I appreciate all comments and feedback. Thank you. * As the women walked into the kitchen still ho...
I did not see Ashley for the next couple of days; she had plans with her mother and plans with her friends so it gave me some time to myself where I could think about and process everything that had been happening over the past few weeks. I couldn't help but dwell on the state of my relationships with both Ashley and my wife. My thoughts kept returning to th...
***This story is dedicated to my real 'Francis'. My name is Dawn. I was born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana to a very strict, religious, Catholic family. My father (who was actually southern Baptist but brought us to mass anyway) was physically and emotionally abusive to me and my older brother after our mother died when I was six. We dealt with it in...
This is my submission for the Earth Day 2014 Contest. Thank you for reading and voting. * I should have seen it coming. But with hindsight, I realize that love and lust are blind. It was February 15th, the morning after Valentine's Day, that great marketing machine brought upon us by the florists and confectioners and restaurants of the world. I rolled o...
Pt. 5 – In Keiji's room; love and choice. "Keiji, wait," I said, stopping in my tracks just outside the train station. I wasn't sure if it was nerves or "morning" sickness (which is conveniently available at any time of day for all of your vomiting needs), but I felt like I was going to toss my cookies. Keiji had gained a few steps on me as he headed towa...