The night had fallen for a couple hours, and yet, Los Angeles was more dynamic than ever. The city was shining a thousand lights coming from its numerous buildings, and its population was living it's life, far from suspecting something terrible was coming their way. And yet, it was. You see, there are things humans have come to think impossible, because the...
Tonight she was Caitlin. She had decided her identity for the day when she had woken up in the morning and reassured herself after the doors of the elevator closed shutting off the bells and whistles from the ringing cash registers and slot machines. The silence of the elevator going up gave her time to get into in the moment. There was a lot she liked about...
"It was midnight. On the water..." *** In the dim dark recesses of the mind where dreams are born, my imagination created a world for me to live and play in without fear of consequence. And in that place, I could do and say the things I wanted to say to the one person I wanted to say them to the most. In this dreamworld, from out of the blue swirling void...
Chapter Eleven: Patchover "So... you've scratched my itch, and a few other places," Jill Saint John sat at the breakfast table with Cassie. They were both dressed in silk dressing gowns and complimentary hotel slippers. They had just showered and Jill wore fresh panties and nothing else. Cassie wore a pair of panties straight out of the wrapper, donated t...
Note: This is the first chapter in what could turn out to be a much longer story if the readers would like to hear more. Please feel free to send feedback. I enjoy hearing from you. As always, votes of 5 are greatly appreciated. – DD. Michael sat alone in his office on a Friday evening. He was finishing up a proposal for a big sales pitch on Monday and didn...
Pt. X: Motive Kim and Jack road to the scene of the fourth Lilith murder in Sam Hanson's Cadillac. It was a brand new Catera Sport. Ebony on the outside; and charcoal soft leather on the inside. Jack sat in the back and rather liked the way it handled. Sam rambled about all the features and specifications and Jack wondered why he did not get to the more pr...
Love was the sort of thing that happened to other people and not me. All that mattered was that I had a head for business and a bod built for sin and I rode that sucker as hard as I could for as long as I could. Love them and leave them was my motto. Hook up, fuck-hard, and screw regret. Men - and women - have come and gone over the years and not one - not...
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"So, I was wondering," he said as we lay on the bed, spent from our mutual orgasm, "why don't you ever use similes in your writing?" "Huh? Don't I?" I tried to respond innocently enough, but I knew exactly what he meant. "No, really, you don't. You know I love your writing, but it really seems like that could add a new dimension." "Alright, fine. I'll adm...
Life didn't offer a lot of joy for Lydia. Her only daughter was one of them. In fact it was the only thing her former fiancée. Unfortunately the bastard had left her after her pregnancy. She raised her daughter Mary alone, her parents didn't give a lot of help. She thought about finding someone but she failed. Now at 45 she didn't have the mind and the body...