Leslie Marie Blaine winced with pain with each step she took upon the marbled tiled floor that led from the visors center towards the anti-infection unit of the Maine Burn Center. As the First Lady of Maine, Leslie had already spent two hours touring the rest of the facility, and being a photo opportunity, several television crews were on tour with the group...
Dina moved through the crowd carefully, watching, with her dark green eyes, the scene that was being played out. She had always loved this lifestyle and being back into it was just what she needed to keep the plans she had been working on hidden, especially from those who where around her the most. They needed to be kept from knowing the truth that she was d...
Brad didn't say a word when he saw her. First, he just stared. Then, a euphoric grin slowly spread across his face. "Wow!" he finally said again, though this time much more slowly. Leslie looked up at him, smiling brightly, and with a giggle, said, "How do you like your tip?" "Best tip ever!" he said. "Wow!" That broke the ice a bit, and we chatted for a...
Thank you for rating my stories and providing feedback. I appreciate the messages and comments and will write more chapters if there is a demand for them. ****************************** The alarm clock burst into my unconscious mind like a freight train, rudely forcing me awake. I groaned. Every muscle in my body ached from last night's punishment marathon...
The wind blew softly through the trees and Leslie knew she should just turn right around and go home but driving north to the site was an endless temptation. It had been three weeks since the last email about the ancient burial mound and then absolutely nothing. Well Leslie might be a research assistant but she wasn't stupid or lazy. Something wasn't right a...
The story is set during the time from high school and concludes, in subsequent chapters, in 1990. The entire story contains group sex, some light bondage, female-female sex and incest. All characters are at least 18 years of age and the sex is always consensual. I had posted this story many years ago on another site and thought it would be good to bring it b...
Mable busied herself in her kitchen, pacing anxiously as she moved from one little task to another, all the while glancing at the clock on the wall. She was more than a little nervous about accepting Leslie's invitation for a social get-together and couldn't help but wonder might have precipitated such an invitation. More than anything, she longed to have a...
William was in the mood for a change of pace, an erotic role-play, and Leslie was the lady (mistress) of the house. She hired William to do the cleaning. Leslie makes William strip naked, and requires that he dress in a French maid blouse, skirt, and apron, with a little bonnet, thigh high hosiery, and heels. She requires he wear these clothes while vacuumin...
The best part of walking your dog in this neighborhood is that you meet other people out doing the same thing. Almost everyone is friendly and we all stop to chat, but two stand out. Leslie is a tall, thin blonde with a crazy white boxer dog, and Karen has an enormous malamute. They stand out because they don't just stand and chat-they flirt. In fact, I had...
Chapter 07 -- Sister Act As the week progressed, Penny seemed to be her old self around the house. Each night when I arrived home from work she was in great spirits and always happy to see me. Vivian had joined us at home again after her mom had left town. Our home life was getting back to the pleasant way it had begun and I was enjoying it. It seemed the t...