Comments are ALWAYS welcomed! * Kimberly Hoffman's stomach turned over and over in her advanced economics class as she listened to her professor rattle on about the debt ceiling, fiscal responsibility, and Reaganomics. Kimberly was a smart girl and knew that it was important to take in all of these theories and history, as these were important things to k...
Stephen Marshall drove with haste under the half-crescent moon and darkly lit sky full of stars that shone too brightly for his own liking. Thin, gray clouds were scattered across the black sphere of endless ebony that sank down deeply into his bones. Freedom, his lungs craved. Fresh, dark freedom that only the atmosphere could provide for such a demanding...
It was an ordinary house, situated in an average suburban neighborhood. The residents were nice. Most of the properties in the area were middle or upper-middle class, with freshly cut lawns and well-tended flowerbeds. Plenty of minivans and sedans parked in the driveways and along the tree-lined streets. Average. Unassuming. Like they'd all conformed to some...
Prologue Anna Nicole Smith, aka Secret Agent Hooters stood nervously on the edge of the large stage at the 'Horny Monkey' bar. Anna was dressed in a plain white t-shirt that looked about three sizes too small for her and a black g-string bikini bottom. The small shirt stretched taut across her ample breasts, leaving little to the imagination, including the...
Well, folks, here is the conclusion of break the gilded cage, a story I started in 2005, wrote most of...then just got stuck. I doubt anyone is still waiting anxiously but still, it's done. If you want to read it by itself, that's fine, but it does better with the rest of the novella. Be aware that this is the only chapter that has sex in it. -Elenia C...
Danielle Craft may have been a generation or two removed from truly understanding the "Jan Brady" reference, but being the 'middle child' between two very popular, very pretty and very accomplished sisters suited her analogy to a tee. Her older Sister, Kirsten was just finishing up her Senior year of college with a career already lined up and an entire wing...
We watched our friends grow up togetherAnd we watched them as they fell.Some of them fell into Heaven.Some of them fell into Hell. -The Pogues "A Rainy Night in Soho" "Let's go ouuuu-wwoooooooo—out tonight!!" I'm dead. "Oh, take me ouuuu-wwoooooooow—out tonight!!" I am dead and I am in Hell and I'm being tortured for my "sinful" ways. I can hear mom say...
As always this story is exclusively my property and may not be reproduced or republished without my express permission. Any resemblance to people living or dead is a coincidence. *** This story is entered as part of the Valentine's Day Contest, please don't forget to vote! *** --- Love was there at the beginning, the sweetness, the passion. That first Val...
As you might expect from the title, this story is a continuation of College Girls, Chapter 1. * The morning was chilly, but Susan still felt like having breakfast outside. Almost as soon as she'd sat down she heard someone coming up behind her. She looked up from her yogurt and saw Peter standing nearby, shifting nervously from one foot to the other. "Yo...
I'd like to thank my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for the help and encouragement with this story. It's not required but I recommend you read at least the previous story before reading this one ( but the story should still make sense even if you don't read any of the previous episodes.). I considered putting this story in a different category, as it drifts a bit f...