The phone call had been surprisingly easy for Dr. Greg Clark. He expected to be nervous or get her voicemail or... who knows what? He just didn't expect it to be so easy. He had a late afternoon cancellation and had no extra work to do. His mind had gotten to running and he recalled Mallory's promise. Any time he wanted her, any where she wanted her to be h...
Dave and Sarah were expected down the day before the wedding for the rehearsal dinner. It was a long, quiet drive for Dave, Sarah had agreed to go to the wedding but she had not spoken to Colleen since the botched bachelorette party. They chatted briefly at the start of the trip but as they got nearer their destination Dave could see Sarah's nerves take over...
(Part one) Morning Memory Katie glanced out her classroom window and noticed the ominous clouds darkening the afternoon skies. This 18-year-old high school senior jerked involuntarily when a blaze of lightening streaked to the ground. Big Sky country was what Montana was called and a big sky storm was brewing. When her 12th grade history teacher resumed h...
Sophia expected him to lead her downstairs to his bedchamber, but instead, she found herself guided towards the far end of the roof garden. A coarse, whitewashed wall, about twice the height of a man rose up over that corner of the fortress. It had the look of a watch tower, or a guard room with a heavy wooden studded door set in the wall. For a split seco...
Sorry it's been a while but I've been writing this one longhand before posting and it took a sudden turn on me. This chapter's a little longer to make up for it. Following chapter should come sooner. KemMyst ********* A light is seen at the back corner of Lyssa's house. A police car driving by notes an F250 truck with a license plate of interest down the...
Author's note: This chapter is extremely light on the erotica, as I am setting up the finale. There is a lot of character development here, that has to be in place, before I end this series. I could have had more sex it in, but it would have been forced, and I felt it would have been untrue to the characters and plot that I have created. I hope those that ha...
Helen turned out to be a slim woman of below average height with the thin features that could easily look severe but were likely to age well. And they had. Having left forty behind by several years, her deeply tanned features were a bit care-worn. But her high, elegant eyebrows and strong cheek bones still lent an air of allure. Her hair was short, much like...
"Talla?" She turned to see Meena looking at her, somewhat concerned. "Hey." "Hey. Uh -" "What?" Talla asked. "Whatchupto?" Meena asked. "Not much," Talla said. She jerked her head to the doorway behind her, indicating the Office of the Sorceress of Strength. "I just got permission for a special upgrade." "Really?" Meena asked, her voice still more wor...
I walked into the Irish Pub on Walnut Street in Center City Philly and scanned the crowded Thursday night throng for my good buddy Pat O'Brien, aptly named for the location. Pat, or Obie, would only introduce himself to women as Patrick, attempting, I suppose, to make himself sound more sophisticated. Not surprisingly, I found him in the corner putting th...
Please, if you enjoy this story, feel free to let me know, all feedback is welcome. If you didn't, constructive criticism is the only way writers can improve, thank you and I hope you enjoy. ############################ Reid awoke that Saturday morning having had the strangest dream about tying someone up. He had never really been into that before, but he...