Please leave comments! I would appreciate it. Tell me what you liked, didn't like, etc. I love getting feedback. Plus, tell me what you are into and I can try to come up with a story about it. ---------------------------------------- I was 18 when I first met him. I was out with my girlfriends celebrating my 18th birthday when he sent over what I was drink...
Since I list in my profile that I am happily married, several readers of my first story asked that I write about my wife. This story is a tribute to my wife and explores one of my favorite memories, a bathtub adventure. * * * There are moments in your life when certain inanimate objects inherit importance and meaning beyond their mere physical presence. I...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (14 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * I usually stayed quiet when working on my copying machine. I enter into a serene and Zen state of mind as I systematically placed one bundle of paper after another onto the machine's loading tray. My fellow coworker, Mike, often spent the night gabbin...
Melissa saw the 5'10 brown eyed, dark haired Troy every month when he was her client, coming into her office for probation supervision. It was her favorite part of the month, a time she dressed a bit more appealing at times. He had this sex appeal that would make her tingle in places she thought was nonexistent. He was tan from the outdoors and had a very at...
For Annabel had told the three people that had been inside the room with her and the local Hypnotist for St James Sanitarium, that her twin sister had been having these dreams all her life. Well for as long as Annabel had been able to remember. The dream hardly ever changed. It just seemed that what ever had been getting closer to her sister, had finally got...
Sometimes, I hate my life. Seriously. My name is Stephen L'Atelier. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, on the seventh day of February 1989. My father, Jeremie L'Atelier is White, of French-Canadian descent. My mother, Annette Jean-Francois, is Black, of Haitian descent. She moved to Canada from the City of Cap-Haitien in Northern Haiti t...
Maria sat at the kitchen table with her roommate Rochelle. Maria was a Hispanic beauty. She had long black hair, big brown eyes, thick, full pouty lips and a body women would die for. She was constantly wondering why men hardly ever approached her and when they did, why it was always drunken assholes that had to make some sort of lewd remark toward her. The...
The remaining two princesses had to return to their homes. They were invited to the wedding, but that was all for them. As for the royal family of Henrill, the family that had reluctantly sent Rellenora to Zenthia ... The queen sat in her office, starting at a letter on her desk, her mouth agape. She stayed in there for some time, in the same position. E...
On the second Friday of the month, we go to the Knightsbridge flat for a bit of relaxation. We have a bath in the master bedroom; if I give Nigella until 9pm, she'll be in the bath and soaping herself when I arrive. When I say in the bath I don't refer to mere ablutions; she'll be in the bath with hair and nails perfect, and in full makeup. She does this to...
Hey everyone, this is my first story, so be nice! also, I really didn't know what category I should put this into. Because the character is a celebrity, and the girl is of a different race, I didn't know which I should put it into, interracial or celebrities, so I just decided on celebrities for now. Enjoy!!!!! * * * * * "Not again!" Lauryn thought, As she...