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Abby Ch. 35

by Kezza67 on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

James was shocked! Abby gone? Where? Why? His first thought was that she had somehow found out what happened to her mother? The second thought dismissed that idea. He knew that Sam would not say anything, and Woody after keeping this secret for over thirty years was unlikely to break another promise after only a few hours. It could not be that. He looked aro...

The Letter

by egmontgrigor2010 on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

CHAPTER 1 Wearing a facemask, divorcee Nurse Linda Regan bathed Mr Kirkman's face and she knew without him saying he was grateful to receive this personal attention and to listen to her babble on. She knew the businessman had only hours to live. He had a severe lung infection that had been caught and diagnosed too late before special antibiotics were admi...

Gnarly's Angels Ch. 05: Girls, Girls, Girls

by SZENSEI on Jan 15, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Gnarly Reese whipped through the Chicago traffic like a pro. Even though Naomi's car was not his kind of ride it was fun. Even better, it was a convertible, with the top down exposing the owner of the vehicle to anyone looking. He had locked his landlady's clothing in the trunk forcing her to ride nude. Shockingly, she couldn't stop laughing. Nor could shoul...

Posing for Anna Ch. 03

by The_Rat_in_the_Hat on Oct 11, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The day after the night before... my head was still spinning from the events of the previous evening. Once more I gazed at the clock waiting for it to finally reach 4:15 so that I could go back to Anna's studio. She was obviously delighted when she saw me at her front door. "Oh Martin! I'm so glad you came, I had feared that last night's shenanigans would'v...

St. Dunstan's Nuns Ch. 04

by Nigel Debonnaire on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Roman November was cold and chill. Steam clouded the kitchen windows as Mavis Hazelton, our cook, prepared the Noon meal at the Generalate. Mavis, a short, chubby woman in a white blouse and dark skirt, was usually disheveled by the middle of the day, but today she had a panicked look about her. As I entered, she caught my eye and said frantically: "Hele...

An Odd Request

by petertowers on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

You'll not believe this but I swear it's true, every word. Only the names have been altered for legal reasons. After I'd returned the cut out bits of hardboard to you on Friday morning I was just leaving, Mr Skelan was waiting for me and as we walked to the cars we fell into conversation. Straight away it seemed he asked how 'we' were getting on. Taken abac...

The Woman in the Window

by gamma33 on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

My parents, when I was about 12, moved into an older Victorian style house on Summit Avenue, a street that sloped steeply up to Summit Park. It was a three story house with a maids quarters on the third floor, three bedrooms on the second, one of which Mom had turned into her sewing room. My younger brother and I shared one bedroom until I went into high sch...

Gnarly's Angels Ch. 02: Rock Hard

by SZENSEI on Oct 29, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Pushing Gavin Reese beneath a stream of hot water Isabella Alcadore offers a beguiling smile. Entering the shower with him she faces and molds her body directly up to his. Reaching for soap she lathers a wash cloth and begins bathing him. He admired her goddess like features. Her long curly hair frosted blond over black with tones of red entering the fray. I...

Abby Ch. 22

by Kezza67 on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Abby was having breakfast on the Monday morning when the phone rang. Mary answered it, and had a brief conversation with the caller, before coming into the Lounge. "Abby, it's for you." She immediately thought it would be George Walker, and was surprised at how quick he had been, when Mary said. "It's Sir Richard Wellings." Abby's surprise showed by her rais...

Abby Ch. 02

by Kezza67 on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Abby slept better than she would have thought with the luxury of an opened window filling the room with the soft country air. She was wakened early, well, early for her, just after six, not by the crow of a Cockerel, as she would have imagined but by the insistent blare of sheep. She looked out the window to the meadows that came close to the wall of the Inn...