Abby was a beautiful girl. Standing 5'10, she was tall and thin, she went to the gym a few days a week and it definitely showed. She hit the gym for the cardio machines and classes and it made her as firm and fit as any woman I've ever been with. Her devilish face didn't need makeup and it was framed by beautiful brunette shoulder length hair. Her look made...
Treat a hooker to lunch There's a curiousss fellow who has decided his reputation is not worth much and has agreed to associate himself with me, in spite of my dastardly character. He is a wordsmith of the first tier. I am proud to have him edit my stories, he makes them flow more smoothly and read more understandably. I do want to say that I tinker with my...
Dear Readers, Here is the penultimate chapter in the series. I should have the last bit posted soon. Enjoy, KemMyst ***** Lyssa ran, taking the most direct route she could, thinking as she ran. Back in their room, she threw some things in a bag and went to get Emmanuel. Her son was in the kitchen with the other pups, watching Hannah pull cookies from t...
A story inspired, in its own way, by the Honeymoon Suite song, "New Girl Now." I got a new girl now And she's a lot like you ***** Dear Mandy, I'm sorry it's taken me so long to return these last few things to you. Some of these things we shared I couldn't bear to let go of until now. Like that fuzzy pink teddy bear I won for you at that county fair we...
Author note: This Story, is yet another (or second encounter) in the normally uneventful lives of Bob & Cindy, a mature married couple, on their journey to sexual fulfillment. If you haven't read "Christmas At The Shopping Mall" yet, it is highly recommended that you do so, first. * * Our New On-Line Chat Buddies We have become on-line friends with Paul...
The next day, was a day unlike any they had experienced. The sun seemed dull, the air seemed musty, and everything else was coated in a thick layer of grey. School seemed like a whole new experience to them; they were whole new people now. Today was the day they became true enemies, in every sense of the word. There was no talking, no touching, no kissing, a...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
Chapter Four: Chantel Hams it up with Kerri and Friends. Beep, beep, beep, my alarm clock goes off. Lying under my fluffy covers and on my satiny bed sheets, face mushed half buried in a pillow I awake, glance at that damn clock and see 9:00am. It's Sunday and I do not have to be up at any specific time but I do not really like sleeping in as I feel it wast...
This is a short little story that just popped in my head one day. It is not your typical Valentine's Day tale. Don't forget to vote and let me know what you think. *** James Halloway swore as he squirmed through the window of his now upside-down car. Icy slush coated his belly and legs as he pulled himself the rest of the way out. A careful driver, he had...
"So, Kassim, you mean to tell me that you're an illegal immigrant?" Zara Desmarais said softly, and the young tomboy looked anxiously at the young man who sat opposite her. Inside the crowded Eaton Shopping Center food court in downtown Toronto, thousands of people milled about, embarking on lengthy shopping sprees. Once upon a time, Zara Desmarais, a small-...