Chapter two picks up immediately after chapter one. Angela and John's story concludes. At least for now. ***** Angela cried into John's shoulder, lost in eddies of doubt, confusion, fatigue and a raft of other emotions she could not identify. After what seemed like an exceptionally long time, Angela returned to herself. For reasons she could not fathom she...
It might have been an accident, and I am really not sure who moved first. My cheek might have rolled into her breast, or maybe she leaned over a little too far, but there was no doubt that a very erect nipple was brushing against my face. Her lab coat was open, and I could see just below the name tag which read " Heidi Anderson, DDS " that her other breast w...
The following weekend, I was in my home office reading and making notes about my encounter with Kathy. It was a quiet Saturday afternoon. A college football game was on in the background and Allison was in the other room reading the latest best seller. I was still processing all the notes from my lab work including the blood work from both Allison and Kathy....
Please Note: This is part three and you probably need to read the first two parts for this to make any sense! * It was the morning after Kate had given their friend Tom the pleasure of seeing her in her see-through bikini. Of course it was an accident but it was an accident she was glad had happened. That brief few seconds as Tom stared at her pussy and ti...
Please note: this story will make much more sense if you read the earlier chapters! * Kate lay on her bed, unable to sleep, her mind racing. She was excited, nervous, confused.. In fact, a whole range of mixed emotions. Earlier that day she had said her goodbyes to her husband Ed and swapped ships to a new cruise liner, along with her new work colleagues...
The hypnotic sounds of goat-skinned drums drowned out the loud roar of the plane as it neared Nassau's International airport. Jake's heart danced in time to the music, click don boom, da boom, boom, boom. God it feels good to be home, he thought. Never would he have imagined that a preppy kid from The Hamptons would find his soul on the gritty streets of a...
Greetings, welcome back to Marginal Life Same as last time, we pick up right where the previous chapter left off. To those sticking with me, thank you for your support. To those that are new, if you haven't already I suggest you read the first two chapters before this one. As always, comments, criticism, and suggestions are welcome. I hope you continue to...
Author's Notes: First things first: My apologies to those reading the story for the long dry spell. I'm using the special character for my dashes now, in hopes that this will make sure they come out properly. They displayed correctly in preview, but that doesn't always apply to what finally posts. If you see odd things where dashes should appear, then an ed...
The office of Marcel Xnob, the alchemist, was located between a bakery and an apothecary, on the second floor above what looked like a storage facility. They couldn't be sure when the Church would make its appearance, so Paula was going to stand as lookout while Crell scoped the apartments out. She took up a place across the street from the apothecary, whi...
Abstract: Bunny Nathalie finds the Bay Area's Bunnies are proving to be a hard bunch to keep under her control. In the small hours of the morning, deep below the museum atrium, Darby imitated a Geisha holding her body obediently stock-still in a seiza position as a metal grate dug into her nylon covered knees and ankles. Two staff Goth girls processed her...