"Hey! It's Emmanuelle!"...I didn't answer, of course. But she insisted. "I know I haven't contacted you in years, but I wanted to say hi. My message thing says you read my last text. Why won't you answer?" ...maybe because I don't know any Emmanuelle? Still. I was bored. Nothing to do and I supposed I could have fun. I responded with a, "Hey! How's it go...
I met Ashley during our freshman year of college. We had mutual friends and just struck up a conversation at a party. Ashley was 5'2" and thin with medium-length sandy blonde hair. Her tits weren't large, but they looked oh so perky through her thin shirt. She had an absolutely perfect ass...quite round for such a skinny girl. I noticed all these things but...
Josephine Ann van deGroot stood just inside the mouth of the alley behind her apartment house. She had used the frieght elevator to get downstairs, by-passing the lobby, coming out the tradesmans entrance. She hadn't wanted anyone to see how she was dressed tonight. Her skirt barely covered the cheeks of her rump, exposing bare skin between its hem and the...
Chapter 1 -- In Broad Daylight Harris drives the van. It's a common brown delivery truck, and that's by design. It has dual doors that swing out from the baggage compartment. We covered the windows with cardboard cutouts, held loosely in place by silver duct tape. That's by design, too. Inside the compartment we lined the walls with thick, gray, sound-re...
Villain's Prologue Okay, I'm thinking to myself, ... maybe this part was a mistake. But, I had to make sure she was gonna be there today. There's no use in exposing a perfectly beautiful plan, if the target is going to be taking one of her sick days. She's there, all right. All fresh, and crisp, and classy, like always. I watch her rise from her desk, a...
Author's note: Although I am not allowing public comments, I do appreciate feedback, positive or negative... I just got sick of people who post anonymous comments about how a story violates their moral code. If you like it or have some advice on how to make it better, let me know. ********* At eighteen years old, Katie and Marissa had just graduated high s...
Warning: includes scat Jessica Cunningham was a sweet girl and though she tried to be optimistic she lived a hard life. At age four she'd lost her parents. At twelve she was adopted but a year later she got sick. It was months before she was diagnosed. After a few years she went into remission. Finally she could start high school. She'd kept up with her s...
Foreword These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use. Some issues in language variations I anticipated and built translations into my narrative. Others have caught me by surprise especially in their intensity. Generally, the intended meaning will be clear from the context if you don't cling too tightly to your u...
Sunday morning I woke up with the other guy's foot in my face. Someone had pushed our two mats together during the night. The square mats were only big enough to sleep curled up. I started to roll over and felt a huge tug on my balls followed by a sickening pain that froze me in a waking fright. I looked down to see a parachute ball stretcher on my balls wit...
I own the rights to the pest control services in an upscale hi-rise condominium on the beach. It's a great job because all the people are all very young and successful. The wives and girlfriends are usually all knock outs, too. Since this was my second year spraying this building, I knew where all the really good looking women lived. I looked forward to see...