The young man parked his red Vespa by the sidewalk and turned it off. He brought the plastic glass of iced coffee in his hand up to his mouth and pinched the straw between his lips. He took a long sip, looking out at the Pacific Ocean where the water met the sky. Blue on blue. The sky was much bluer back in Nevada, he thought to himself. Refocusing his blue...
Chapter Twenty-Three -- The Nymph After the celebratory dance had ended and Commander Sáupeckt's troops had the chance to rest, the militia evacuated the camp at daybreak. Danka was amazed by how completely the place had been stripped when she had the chance to see it in the light. She put on her skirt, but her squad leader ordered her to take it off and ha...
HARD PASSION: The Chronicles of Erica Bradson. Chapter 3. Accepted Depravity. There was no turning back now, nothing would be like before. These were the thoughts that kept haunting me every day since I agreed to be Malik's sex doll. I could not look at my husband anymore without wondering why I had sunk so far from my duty and my love for him, and the id...
It had been just three short days ago when Julia, Trish, Donna and I had met for our weekly session of Time Out Tuesday, our one hour a week get together to escape the doldrums and stresses of life as a stay at home parent. My efforts to teach these lovely ladies the fine art of work life balance had taken an interesting and unexpected turn during the past s...
I'd like to thank my friend Keith who helped me out on the finer aspects of the male anatomy when writing story. Hope you like it. - Brianna ------------------------------------------------- There were silky red thongs, lacy black bikinis, pearl white strings and soft blue french cuts. There couldn't be a more beautiful collection of lacy panties and bras...
Matilda Swanson stepped off the bus into the Colorado January sun. She clutched a heavy coat purchased in St. Louis during an overnight layover. The Florida native gritted chattering teeth and cursed the cold. A breathtaking view spread out before her. Far below and miles away, her husband performed his duty as a soldier training at Fort Carson. Teaching hig...
I was surprised when the offer came to manage the new clinic down the valley. I liked the idea, I had managed the wellness clinic for an HMO for years. Then came some shuffles and moves, a marriage, a tragedy? Circumstance, like happens in life? Back to being a single coming up on middle aged woman, living alone in a house that is too big, and working as ju...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALwith the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** It was late morning when I woke up. I was alone in Darby's bed and I realized that I had been alone all night. I was dying for a pee and so I quickly made my way...
As always, I hope you'll be charitable in forgiving errors of spelling, grammar, and punctuation. I trust that some of you will enjoy meeting the characters and sharing their adventures. FROM SIGHT TO VISION INTRODUCTION: The shaded portions of the highway were shiny with packed snow and ice from a small snow storm that passed through the mountains of Col...
Chelsea had been driving north for two days. She had no idea where she was other than being some where along the Pacific coast. She had stopped a few times for gas and food, had caught a few hours of sleep several times parked in turn outs along the coast close to the ocean. Each time she stopped, she paid with cash, wore a pair of large sun glasses and an o...