"Cancer." The word hung in the air like a suffocating cloud. How could that be? He was only, what, 26? How is it possible that this vibrant, exciting, intelligent man had been betrayed by his own body? "Oh," I typed, trying to think of what to say. Wanting so desperately to say the right words but in my mind all I could think was "why" over and over. "I'v...
I would like to thank my wonderful editor, TekNight, for all the help in finding logical mistakes and correcting my grammar. To all my readers: I hope that you'll enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Ada Friday "We're going to the new strip club. Want to join us, Kate?" Brian asked. A few of her male colleagues laughed at the question. "No...
Years ago, I worked in the road construction business painting lines on the road. Long story how I got there but there were less than a handful of women working in the business at that time or at least I met over the years. I was nervous due I had come from an office job to road construction. I mean I never even thought how the roads got built let alone anyt...
This is not meant to be a true story, or imply that any of these people are like this in real life. So, chill, folks. * Connie Nielsen had a little secret from most of her fans. She was a nudist in private, whenever she was alone or with her beau, Lars Ulrich of Metallica. The problem was that Lars didn't get or accept why she wanted to be nude when he wa...
"What do you think they're talking about in there?" Rebecca looked at her friends who had gathered in Lee's office while their mates were at this meeting with the European Were. "Us silly. Let's face it, there are things we don't know about our own history. Just looking at the pedigree charts you can see that we're all related. It all has to do with us and...
It was odd how I came to work in car sales. I had heard of the wild times after hours. The tales told of men with wads of cash in their pockets - and the women who left those pockets empty - killed many a long hour of standing around the car lot smoking cigarettes and nursing hangovers. If it weren't for coffee, cigarettes and the vicarious pleasures of thos...
Thank you to all who commented on my last chapter, it meant a lot to see how many people had taken the time to read and comment. This is the second part in a story and can be read as a stand alone, but would make far more sense if you read chapter 1 first. A huge thank you to my new editor without whom I would not have managed. I want to run away to Alaska...
The sound of the phone ringing awakes us the next morning. "Wakeup call," Tim mumbles, and slips out of his side of the bed. I soon hear the sound of the shower running, and he is bustling about the room. "Breakfast meeting," he explains. "I'd love to spend the morning seeing what trouble we can get you into, but it will have to wait." With that, he is into...
Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction and contains scenes of a sexual nature. It includes characters that are copyrighted by Paramount Pictures. No copyright infringement is intended with this story. While the characters are the intellectual property of Paramount, the story is of my own making and imagination. :) Warning: If you are below the legal v...
"Good night, Kitty." "'night." In her singsong lilt, Kitty tossed the word over her shoulder as the glass door swung shut behind her. The young guy who worked as a guard in the Obion River Mall was cute and he pushed open the back entrance door every night when Kitty was scheduled to close up the shop. Cute, she thought, but too young. It was always "too" s...