I called Anna's sister, Frankie, while I drove and told her I was coming to the city for a couple days. I knew she had a two-bedroom apartment and I asked if I could use her spare bedroom. I needed to talk to Frankie about my plans. For whatever weird reason, talking to Frankie was like talking to Anna. They looked alike and their personalities were the same...
"You know what's funny? They didn't even need to change his name. Tray Johnson sounds about as country as they come." "Yeah, did you know Conway Twitty's real name was Harold Lloyd Jenkins?" "Are you kiddin' me?" "Nope. He done used the name of two cities—Conway, Arkansas, and Twitty, Texas and bam! Just like that, he became Conway Twitty." "I'll be damn...
"Paul? You don't have to invite us to dinner every Sunday." "I know. We just like having you guys come over." "You're already on tap to win 'Best Brother of the Year" award again, so it's not like you need to keep looking out for me." "Abby? I know you can take care of yourself—and Trevor. That's never even been a concern. But you're my sister. We're fami...
This is a story of an erotic encounter that turns into romance. There are some twists along the way before the confrontational conclusion. There is a fair amount of sex in this, a lot of sensual foreplay, and many other moments of pleasure. I would like to give a big thanks to fellow author norafares, as she provided the inspiration for the female character...
Note from Slick: This is the last chapter of the Trailer Trash story. Please read "Trailer Trash Ch. 01 and 02 first to get up to date. All characters are at least 18 years old in the story. All rights reserved. * "Emily wait up!" Brandon yelled from behind the two mutt dogs trying to catch Emily. She had about a 50 foot lead on him and the dogs and the g...
Hello Readers! This is Part Six of a Six-Part story. It takes place in the same universe as my "Sultanah" series, but you don't need to read any of that to understand this story (but you really should read it). In Part 1, Kedi was sold into slavery along with a member of a rival tribe, Cilek, but the slavers were seemingly attacked by ghosts. In Part 2, Kedi...
"What's wrong?" "Nothing," she replied. "Come on, I'm your sister. I know better. What's going on?" "I don't feel like talking about it." "Okay, that's progress. You just confirmed something is wrong. Now why don't you tell me what that something might be?" "Why? It won't change anything." "Maybe not, but it always helps to talk about it. Just having s...
"I should probably get going, huh?" he asked his daughter. "I guess so. Thanks for bringing me, Dad," she told him. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world," he told her truthfully. "I'd apologize for staying three whole days, but knowing I'm saying goodbye forever, I won't." She got up to hug her father. "Dad, it's not forever. It's only until Christmas...
I had spent a lot of time trying to relax. I had a myriad of emotions flowing through my body. Anger, regret, pain, jealousy, and sadness to name a few. But there was love, too. I had loved Ann Marie Santos for nearly my whole life. I had loved her since I knew what love was. In middle school we were best friends. In high school we were boyfriend and girlf...
Note from Slick: A lot of you enjoyed the "TOMBOY" series and have asked for me to write another story that included sports and some romance. This story starts slow so if you are looking for instant sex go elsewhere. All rights reserved. * The school bus was about five minutes early and had just pulled up to the bus stop when Emily Miller exited her modes...