Special thanks to SteveWallace for help editing some of this story and offering advice to help me grow as a writer. SteveWallace also publishes on this site under TLCgiver and Romantic1. This is an edited version of the original story I posted here before. All mistakes are mine. **** Cruising down the interstate, the sun cast it's orange glow inside the...
"You're MARRIED?!" I screamed, stumbling to remove myself from his lap. I knew how very hypocritical I was being at that moment, but I didn't care. I couldn't believe he didn't tell me he was married...ESPECIALLY after he found out about Jim. "Yes, but it hasn't been going well for awhile now," he stated calmly, just sitting there as I reached down and quic...
1 FIRENZE Standing at the bar in the local café a small, slim woman, in her twenties, sips an espresso. Her expression is hidden behind serious-looking reading glasses. The woman, whose name is Gina, finishes her coffee and runs a hand nervously through her short, dark hair. Leaving the bar, she turns awkwardly, and the large bundle of papers she is hold...
Chapter 6: Joining the Circle. Junie felt her whole body quivering with fatigue. It felt like it took all the rest of her energy to dry off. When she picked up her clothing she looked uncertainly at Bob. He touched her face, "Don't worry about getting dressed, Junie. Put your clothes away in your room and come on back out to the front room. I have something...
Another social engagement, this time it was to raise money for a new wing on the children's hospital. Alison thought it a worth while cause, but really it was more of an excuse to get her out of the house and boost her husband's social standing at the same time. Her husband of the past five years, Grant Harlow, was a good man, but he was far to absorbed in h...
I think I'm a pretty average guy. You know, medium build, medium complexion, medium brown hair, average looks. When I say "average looks," I mean I'm no Brad Pitt, but then nobody ever got me confused with Quasimodo, either. Kind of a happy medium, you could say. Maybe I'm a little a taller than average, but that helped me get into the state police force, s...
Tina pulled the skirt up her legs and secured it around her waist, tugging lightly till it settled neatly around her thighs, the hem settling just above her knees. It was unusually warm for October, and when it's warm she preferred the loose skirts that allowed her legs to breathe and any breeze, even that created by passing cars, to carry the heat away from...
"Elizabeth, are you okay?" "Huh? Oh...yeah, I'm fine. You were saying?" "I was saying that I need these forms filled out and turned in by this afternoon. I'm gonna need you to focus. Where ever your mind is or where ever you drifted off too, you need to come back to planet Earth. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes, Ms. Palmer...I understand." She eyed me a lit...
It was a lousy late October day. It was cold outside, grey clouds whipping across a rain-laden sky, the tops of the trees in the garden lashing against each other, shedding great dollops of leaves onto the sodden grass ...... Mike looked out of his front window, to the empty driveway next door. Gordon and June, his next-door neighbours, had gone off to spen...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and webs...