Chapter 1: A New experience all the way around Tiffany walked through the quiet neighborhood. She had grown up in this town and always wished she could get out of it. Now at 18, she figured she was going to spend the rest of her life in this one horse town. She kicked her sandaled foot against the gravel by the sidewalk as she continued walking. Sighing to...
Oh god, he was so much more than simply handsome, I actually think he could only be called beautiful, with those perfectly chiseled features, and that dark head of hair, and those amazing long-lashed blue eyes that seem to sparkle whenever he smiles. If I didn't know better, I'd guess he was a model. A model I'd love to lick like a Popsicle. Heaving a si...
April Saturday, April 01, 2000 "Are you awake, Marilyn"? "Yes, Mrs Barnabas" "Are you playing with yourself, Marilyn?" "No, Mrs Barnabas" "I want you to start. I am going to suck Mr Barnabas' cock and I want to think about poor girls who don't get any cock while I do it." "Yes Mrs Barnabas" That is how my day started. I didn't argue, I didn't even he...
Day 3 is short, so I threw it in with day 4. ***** The next morning he settled into getting the garden patch ready. It wasn't hard—the garden already had patches of perennials: Jerusalem artichokes, asparagus, and grapes. From the garden he could see a couple fruit trees. The goat/chicken fence looked to be in good shape. He thought up a bike rack design w...
Part 3. John, Manda. John McCall sat on the low wall overlooking the beach. The island hadn't changed much. He remembered how the sand had been just as dazzlingly white, or how the sky had been as incredibly blue. He even remembered the clump of gnarled trees, close by the sea -- and how, one balmy night, he had made love at their ancient feet. Wherever h...
*** I love feedback. If you like the story, please let me know *** *** This is a work of fiction, albeit based on some real facts, including the green eyes and the mature, beautiful woman that inspired the story *** *** One last thing: I'm not an English native speaker. I think my English is pretty good, but I can make little mistakes here and there, so pl...
Urta was a verdant planet, but its most common proteins were toxic to humans. Colonists were genetically altered, so they and their descendants could thrive on Urta's native bounty. The scientists and engineers were supposed to be temporary residents on Urta. They were unaltered and survived there only because of the antidote they took every day. Then came...
At some unseen signal between the men, Sandy was led back to the dining table. Already she was prepared for what was to come and willing to grant these wonderful men whatever they wanted. She bent over and lay her body across the hard surface, legs parted. Her ankles were shackled once again as she waited their next order. She felt vulnerable and she felt re...
Why was her skin tingling? Alauria groaned as her body came awake and as a reflex, she winced. Her throat was sore and every muscle in her body ached. She felt as if she'd had about ten too many drinks last night. She was terrified of what would happen if she opened her eyes. Her head was already spinning and her stomach lurched. Alauria didn't think she'd...
Author's Note: This is part four of five of Finding Home. Things are looking up after Lacey and Noah return from Montreal, but the added stress of Sean and Rick's upcoming wedding begin to take a toll. While Finding Home can be enjoyed on its own, it is a sequel to the original story, Runaway, and its epilogue Waking Up. The story will be posted in five pa...