*flash back to the weeks prior to this wonderful encounter* I'm the lawn man. Or boy as some people put it. I don't make lots of money...the work is hard and very physical and most of my clients are old retired people who don't know how to tip or say thanks or even acknowledge me. Most of them do things like leave the money in the mailbox or write me post d...
He entered the room like a wild cat stalking his prey. She was instantly on alert, the hairs on the nape of her neck standing up. He scanned the tables, seeking her out. She slid down a little farther in her chair, hoping to delay the inevitable. His eyes locked on her, and his powerful stride brought him to the table. She sat up straighter, cleared her thro...
The next morning Ian woke up first to find that Samantha had turned in her sleep, she was now facing him. He was able to leisurely take in, enjoy, and appreciate every feature she possessed. Her long eye lashes rested on her mahogany cheek, as he took in the fullness of them, and the small cute button nose. Her beautiful mouth was a perfect medium size that...
Kristanna woke up feeling the strong smell of her fluids in the room. Looking at the floor she could see the wet area, now considerably dry. In a couple of weeks, she would probably be assigned by the nuns to apply a new layer of wax on the floor removing the last traces of the message she made. Kristanna was just glad it wasn't her cum that got splattered o...
Sunday morning, Nov 26, 2028 I wanted to talk about the night before on our way home after dropping our friends and parents off and I'm pretty sure Addie did, too. But it was such a short drive home and we hate to begin a discussion that we know we won't be able to finish. Once home, we changed our clothes, picked up some different clothes for the kids, an...
The armored-transport vehicle rocked slightly as it struck an abandoned car on the edge of a massive ghetto called The Labyrinth; a dense, vertical wasteland of hollowed out factories, gang controlled apartment buildings, and miles of derelict subway lines. The armored-transport vehicle, more affectionately called a 'Turtle' by the UNABU soldiers inside, was...
Chapter Five: Putting the Pieces Together Pacing in front of the large window behind his desk, Robert Armestead was worried. He hadn't heard from either Manelli or Silverman. Yesterday, he had sent them to follow McKenzie and, if the opportunity arose, introduce themselves in their usual fashion. He expected to hear from them yesterday evening but they neve...
Author's Note: DG Hear, MistressLynn and myself are doing a mini writing invitational. We are each picking one song from Ray Price and using it as the basis for a story. I've picked "City Lights," DG Hear, "For the Good Times," and MistressLynn (aka MissLynn), "That's All That Matters." I decided to also do, "A Girl in the Night." We hope you enjoy the sto...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. This series is a spin off to 'Breaking The Internet', a story I wrote last year around this time. The ideas and themes that were introduced in that story will be thoroughly explored through this series. Hope you all enjoy! *******...
Nickelle stretched as she woke up and reached for her robe. It wasn't there. She sat up and looked around the room confused. She rubbed her eyes to completely wake up, and slowly slipped out of bed. Nickelle had always slept totally nude, so she knew that she had hung her robe on the bedpost before she went to sleep. She searched around the room but it wasn'...