The great thing about Scott was he knew he was dealing an extra sensitive Virgo here, despite how I came across on the outside. He was sure to avoid any comments that could be interpreted as critical remarks. I was already hard enough on myself after being constantly criticized by my first husband. Jerry caused me to be insecure and feel dirty and lose all m...
Nadja Vladimirovna Petrova saw her target enter the office and her heart fluttered in her chest. He was handsome, like the photos in his file, but seemed much taller and more muscular than she had imagined. Seeing a man in a photograph is much different than seeing him in real life, no matter how accurate the photo. She schooled herself and began the menta...
The jam started before I even reached the motorway. There was no turning back; I had been fined for reversing off the slip road on a previous occasion. I turned the radio on to hear that; "We are getting reports of an accident on the M60 clockwise." I should have turned it on earlier, but the alternative routes were through the outskirts of the city, I would...
Chapter Five. For the next few days, life was a bowl of soup. It had no shape, no focus, and no target. He'd returned to his apartment, hardly recognizing it as the place where he'd lived before. At first he'd tried to sleep. Then he'd tried to read, watch television, sleep, eat a sandwich, hear music, drink beer, sleep, watch television, and drink booze. T...
Author's Note: After 6 years, the Unlikely Affair continues. This story can be read standalone, but if you want to read how Scarlett and Rhett met, read it through the link on my profile. Enjoy. +++++++++++++++ Scarlett stared at the erect, pulsing phallus in fascination. Seven inches long, milk chocolate, veiny, masculine. It's head glistened from her sa...
Chapter 7: Destiny - A Goddess Realized "Dear Goddess Destiny," She grinned in delight when reading his introduction. "Now that's more like it," she thought. "Goddess Destiny. I like the sound of that." "I don't want to ever lose you. I love you. I have always loved you. Although my actions have not always been above reproach, I hope you will consider thes...
Part 3 - Like Mother, Like Daughter ————————1———————— Mary woke early and before she could even shower, she had to disentangle herself from Garret, stifling giggles and squirming as she did. They had had a late night and she had fallen asleep in just her skin. The two of them had been so active over the last few weeks that she had barely touched any of h...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee Doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. Malcolm James was not the blackest man I ever met, but he was in the top ten. Actually, he wasn't very black at all, he just seemed that way. Although he was not even six feet tall, he always left quite an impression. Maybe it was the perpetual snarl that was o...
This is a continuing work of fiction, any resemblance to anyone or any place living or dead, real or imagined, is purely accidental. On Wednesday Sherri was reviewing the documents and she read it a second time. The dumb son of a bitch Carl had left out a section which meant if this went through Robert would have a liability loophole big enough to sail the...
When Monday came, Prue went back to work. Back when it all started going to pieces, she'd called in sick. First she'd tried to drown herself in work for a few days. Work would distract her, she'd hoped, and she needed distraction. But it hadn't. That first Monday her boss Victor Kuric, Vic, had indeed talked to her and it had been about her coordinatin...