I could never quite put my finger on what was wrong. But the fact remains that I fucked Jane for a year, we were actually going together, seeing movies, having dinner, the stuff you do when you go together, but I never told people we were seeing each other, and would even deny it when someone asked. Once, my former boss brought her up in a conversation --...
Even before the second shot of absinthe has finished burning its way down my throat, I can feel the first one beginning to take hold of me. Its vapours rise up my throat, I'm struggling not to cough and to remain steady. Its hardly the psychedelic dissolution of reality that LSD tends to bring about, which is what I'm used to with this kind of shit after all...
She really had meant to explore the area when she had first meet the deputy, exploring backcountry roads and such was something of a hobby. This weekend she planned to pick up where she had left off the first time. If she just happened to run into her favorite law enforcement officer that would be a bonus. She would take the entire weekend to escape the conf...
I woke up in the middle of the night with a dry throat. I needed to head downstairs to get a glass of water. I slowly got out of bed so I would not disturb Chelsea. Slowly, I crept out of the bedroom and around the concrete banister to the stairs. The stairs made some noise as I walked over top of them. Hopefully I wouldn't wake anybody in the house. I made...
A Journal By Faith Lehane. Disclaimer: I own neither BtVS/AtS nor Rizzoli Isles, they belong to their own respective copyright owners, and willingly forego any financial remuneration for this work of literary fiction; I will not accept a single red cent for this, or more- I will accept only praise, not any financial payment at all! Summary: Faith writes in...
They were having a staring competition, in her opinion, and Manni wasn't sure which one, between Scott and her father, would win. But Scott did look ready to sweat a couple bullets. "Daddy, would you stop trying to intimidate Scott," she told her father who had yet to wipe the intense frown from his eyebrows. His eyes wandered to his daughter and his agitat...
I had dressed for my shift at the pub as any other night, although tonight I had a feeling of anticipation in the pit of my stomach. That excitement mixed with fear of the unknown feeling, that seems to make my stomach almost queasy. Something would happen, I knew it from those unspoken depths within my being. So I decided to put a little special something o...
Chapter Four: A Glimpse Of Adultery You want me to get caught, don't you? Be honest. You ache for me to be discovered and punished. The dirty whore must have what's due her. She can't be a cheating slut and enjoy it, too. And get away with it. It would be a crying shame. Look at poor George, you say. Poor? I bet he is richer than you. He loves his litt...
Gentle Reader: If you would kindly recall, I had just completed observing the event of the Chocolate Beauty's defiling by my First Officer, Jorge. While at first he had allowed himself to be trapped by the dusky female, he had later conquered her and controlled his rage, pleasing me. Now moving towards my cabin once again, I vowed nothing would keep me fro...
This story is fully copyrighted and use other than by written permission of the author if strictly forbidden under penalty of law. Well, you see it was summer, I was 18 and I wanted some walking around money, so I took a job at the local swimming pool. You need to know at the outset that this place was a huge tourist attraction as it was the world's largest...