Heather looked at herself in the mirror. It was the week before Christmas and it was the works Christmas party. The venue was a barn restaurant attached to a hotel and a number of them had booked hotel rooms for the night. She was sharing with Charlotte who had already left the room in her elf costume. Not very original, she thought as she made sure her own...
This is my contribution for the 2020 Halloween event. If nothing else, it will momentarily divert your attention from the madness that surrounds us. My 2019 Halloween story had a character who tickled the fancy of many readers. She makes an encore appearance. If you haven't already, please read 'Pencil Me In' to acquaint yourself with my supporting actress....
The girl stood on the shore with her long rustic hair blowing in the onshore breeze as she spread her arm's wide and closed her eyes with the sea lapping around her bare feet. She smiled and breathed deeply of the brisk fresh air as she listened to the sounds of the waves crashing on the rocks in the distance. Behind her, on the beach, the people were enjoy...
Author's Note: Requested by Lilybunny. This contains Furry content. * Prim stood in the corner of the frat house, a half empty cup of punch in hand. It was spiked, each sip imparting a hot flush through her system. Other people were already drunk, dancing and laughing together. She's spotted several couples going upstairs and stay there. The floorboards cr...
"Well, it's Friday, so I believe we're scheduled to have dinner tonight." "Ok, but," she hesitated. "But?" "I only really had time to buy the bathing suit. I don't have anything to wear out except oversized jeans and shirts." "Perfect then, it's still a few hours before dinner so we have time for some shopping. I'll take you somewhere to get something up...
Chapter 3: Jane April 1988. Friday night and for once I wasn't out with my pal David Wear; it was the local Rugby Club's Annual Dinner and that sport was one of the few interests that we didn't share. In Dave's words "What sort of fucking moron goes out and gets a kicking every Saturday afternoon just for fun? It's not even as if you get paid for it!" I mu...
A fictional story about fictional characters. ***** "No, not that. Anything but that," Red Foreman implored his wife Kitty, " you know I hate...people." "I've thought about this long and hard, Red," Kitty explained. "Last month I put up with your visiting mother for over a week, and you promised that you would owe me big time...anything I wanted, you said...
NOTE: I generally don't do requests, mostly because if I'm not excited for a project, it's hard for me to commit the time and efforts. BUT... this was an idea that popped into my head that really made me laugh, but it could also be work-shopped to fit a suggestion from a fan. And if I could both fulfill this twisted fantasy AND entertain a loyal reader who f...
I had known Alex Newberry my entire life. He was the boy down the street during my childhood, the boy behind me throughout school, and the boy who I always wished would see me as more than just "one of the boys." Especially since I was a girl. But I'd never pressed for anything more. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. We'd stayed in touch even after I l...
[This is my entry to the 2010 Halloween event, so please VOTE and vote BIG. ] * We arrived early at Steve and Laura's home at 1900, when it would normally still be light out. But the rolling thunder and heavy clouds darkened the skies. Thick bursts of eerie, twisted lightning briefly and repeatedly lit up the muggy night. Crashing, earsplitting thunder fol...