"How could you . . . Forget when we first met in fourth grade. I stopped the bully from pulling your pigtails. I was happy you didn't make fun of my smile which had one front tooth missing. Suppress the memory of our first kiss. You were so excited that you had to run into your house and go to the bathroom for fear of wetting your panties. Ignore the fee...
It was nobody's fault really -- it was just the wretched weather. With all the recent snow, the pavements were an icy nightmare of accidents waiting to happen, and just such an accident was happening right in front of me. A very, very attractive and well preserved lady walking in front of me slipped, and fell rather heavily and awkwardly, banging her head...
To V, from C Letter 1 Day l Sunday, warm Dearest V You are gone again on your necessary travels, but that leaves me alone again in our bed. I have nothing but desire, imagination and memories to keep me. I have decided to write you every night, using what words I have, to satisfy my need of you. My goal is a warmth between my legs, then a small pulsing...
My Papa died when I was rather young. I have very few memories of him. Mostly feelings and images. Some of these images are artificial, told to me by others or from pictures in the family album. I know that my Papa played Barrel of Monkeys with my sister and me on one of our birthdays, but I don't really remember the event. I always had the impression that p...
Before I met you life seemed to be what I thought was normal. Before I met you everything seemed just okay. Before I met you I didn't know I what was missing. Before I met you I felt resigned. When first we were alone, I felt something new. When first we were alone, I hoped it wouldn't be the last. When first we were alone, I realized the void in my life. W...
Chapter 05 - The Neck That Rubs against the Crotch | 3 years later, Present Day | Tabitha Joan Rodrigues couldn't contain her excitement even though the hour was late. She was proud of the fact that she had finished all the tasks on her plate before leaving her workplace tonight. She was off on a 10-day vacation to Mauritius with her husband, and her manag...
Maddie opened the door and gave Dileep a long hug. Someone less sexually talented may have thrown up after smelling Madelyn's armpit odor for that long, but Dileep's penis hardened in his shorts to its full 9 inches. Madelyn smiled as she led him inside, feeling his consciousness flood back into her control because of his inhalation of her smell. It was jus...
The entire crew was in the Medical Bay, except for Faye, who wanted to be there, but was dutifully monitoring the long-range scans as they approached the Dragon March. They had gathered around the cryostasis pod that contained the ninja who'd attacked them, and the girls' faces were bleak as they stared at the captive woman. Her face was a shattered ruin, th...
NB: I am forever thankful to my editor, wildheartedangel for her speedy editing and wonderful comments and suggestions. Hopefully she has made this chapter a much easier read. And of course, to all my readers, thank you so much for your support! I wouldn't even be writing if not for all the great comments. With that said, I'm sorry this story took a little...
Brandon could hear the steady drip from the faucet in the next room. Drip. Drip. Drip. He found the sound strangely soothing. Like a metronome, it provided him with a beat. With a beat. It was a constant. It was reliable. Like a pulse. Letting his eyes drift to the walls around him, he didn't need to come to any realization that he had no idea where he...