It was just before midterms during fall semester of my senior year when I sat for lunch at a rare empty table in the crowded student union snack bar. I could have used my meal card, but I craved something other than the bland, tasteless, over-cooked fodder that passed for food in the cafeteria. So, I spent my last dollars on a cheeseburger, fries, and a cola...
The clouds over the lake were low and slate gray and threatening. There would be something cold and wet falling from the sky before the night was over, and Lia reminded herself to keep a careful eye on Peter Bessinger and be sure to leave when he did. She didn't want to be out in the sleet on Michigan Avenue at one in the morning looking for a cab, not in th...
Honey-Lee--the journeys of a TG Nympho Chapter 11 -- Honey stranded at a truck stop We were in Lake City, Florida taking in an antique car show and sale. Paul had his heart set on picking up a 1958 Cadillac convertible to be offered the following day. Then he got the text! "Emergency on oil drilling platform in the Sea of Japan! Down hole pressures fluctua...
Kim Ch. 01 - Awakening An Elfin face stared back out of the mirror at her as she brushed her long dark hair. Flame blue eyes were surrounded by thick lashes and high cheek bones and a prominent nose dominated small lips that were curved up in a smile. It was not a pretty face in the conventional sense of beauty but rather arresting, like one could not help...
I was sitting on a stool at my favorite bar after work, nursing the single beer I allowed myself, while I waited for the bowling alley next door to open. There was a really pretty dark haired woman sitting at the other end of the bar trying to catch my eye. Finally, Sam the bartender put another beer in front of me, and I declined it. "It's not on the house...
Chap.1. Daytime "Bridge night tonight?" she asked while they were seated at the table eating a late breakfast. "Right, and I forgot to tell you, we're playing here. It's hot in the city and the guys thought it might be cooler out here. They also want to see the camp," he answered curtly. "Well thanks for telling me now. I was planning to go downtown with...
This is a work of fiction. The characters, events, incidents in this novel are the product of the author's imagination, as are the businesses, products, and residences. Any resemblance to actual persons, businesses, products, residences, or events is entirely coincidental. All persons in this novel are over the age of 18 years. Ch. 01 Cassie's Contribution...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 11 -- What a difference a year makes. When we first met and told each other of how we had acquired our shared fetish for plimsolls we discovered that a common item in our stories was a white tennis dress: Bryony's in my case and Lucinda's in Emma's. So we agreed that on our first anniversary we wo...
Being wealthy isn't as great as it sounds. I never tried being poor, of course; when your name is the same as one of Oregon's biggest timber companies that's not really an issue. It was always understood that the family money was just that: there to be taken care of, added to, and used as needed, but not ours to waste. The only thing worse in my family than...