-3- Alyss tried to leave. She wanted to leave. Knowing it was the best thing to do. But she didn't. She just sat there, glancing at Regina and that man as the two spoke, holding the third drink since leaving the bathroom an hour before in her hand, sitting comfortably in one of the high back, almost recliner like chairs. At least she did not pay for any...
Special thanks to drbob80 for help with this story arc! ***** "Let me show you the way. It can be a bit confusing in this old house full of so many long hallways." Leda pushed back her chair and stood. She quickly moved out of the dining room and into the central hallway, turning toward the wide grand staircase leading to the second level. The house ma...
When I woke up, a male doctor was hovering over me, giving me the strangest look. When I followed his eyes, I saw he was looking at my boner, which was stabbing my blanket. I snatched the pillow from underneath my head and put it on my crotch. "I had a dream." "Sure you did," He didn't even look at me. He kept tinkering with his doctor supplies or whatever...
This story continues to follow the affair between Jay, a young English naval officer, and Mrs Hazel Kellerman, a widowed neighbour of his aunt, who is in her early fifties. I've again written it as a split narrative; relating the tale first from Jay's and then from Mrs K's perspective. JAY'S STORY On the Monday I spent another rather boring day at the coll...
© 2011 / 2012 Author's Notes: This is a work of Fiction. Fiction [Noun] - 1) The class of literature comprising works of imaginative narration, especially in prose form. 2) Something feigned, invented, or imagined. ie: A made-up story. Other than myself, none of the characters, events, dialog, or mannerisms which appear in this story are intended to por...
It's not that Steve Thomson wasn't appreciative of the birthday present he got from his wife Sara, it's just that when he opened it he was surrounded by a gang of his best buds, all of whom were whooping it up and ogling his new Callaway Diablo driver, courtesy the fellas at work. "I'll be banging some monster shots down number 8 at Fairoaks this weekend, I...
Amerks92hockey rocks for editing another of my grotesque scribblings and turning it into a well read story. Please Comment and please vote... let me know what you think of my story and how I am make it better for next time... As we walk into your room from the coffee shop, I push you hard against the wall. Not hard enough to hurt you but hard enough to...
Chapter Six: The Girls meet Jasmine. A couple of weeks after their punishment, Snowdrop and Snapdragon are allowed to see each other socially again, and the two young sprites get together to see if they can find the third member of the triumvirate... Blossom. As they set out for her home, Snapdragon says to Snowdrop, "Um... Snow, honey... I think you sho...
11 days to paradise Saturday. Paradise was getting closer. My tan was getting darker. And I was getting worn out. Between my every-other-day-orgies at the tanning salon, my wife's growing sexual appetite (which happened before every trip) and trying to get an extra week's worth of work completed before my vacation, my body and mind were having a difficult t...
The telephone rang. "Hello ... is that John?" "Who's that?" I asked to a voice I didn't recognise. There was a brief delay -- as though she was deciding what to say next. "You don't know me ... my name is Danielle ... I'm Ashleigh's friend." It was my turn to go quiet, to wonder what was going on, and wonder if I'd done something wrong -- and this was pa...