Chapter Two: Figuring It Out I was typing in my office when I heard Ally come in. "Honey, I need some help with the groceries." I heard her yell. I got up and went downstairs, kissed her hello, and helped her put up the fruits and vegetables. Her red hair and freckles looked really cute with her favorite yellow sundress. I knew she always felt more feminine...
The shopping trip was every bit as bad as Simon expected. He spent so long browsing in the lingerie section of the first store, trying to pluck up courage to select the items he needed, that he was approached by an assistant who asked if she could help. His reply of "No, I'm just looking" made him sound like a pervert so he hurriedly moved out of that shop a...
Written by Ericka Addison Hearing a voice in the darkness, I turn my head towards you. Bound by the chains, I worship the sweet pain you give. I hear the door close and the lock turns, sending a shudder of anticipation through me. Your boots tap lightly on the floor and I feel your breath on my skin. Your hands glide across the reddened trail you forged ear...
If you have not read Chapters 1 & 2, perhaps you should. As a reminder to those who have, the story so far – Georgina rebelled against her bullying husband Wayne and he left the flat after their fight. He went to Georgina’s sister Harriet, with whom he had been having an affair that Georgina had never even suspected. Georgina packed her possessions and left...
When Sam came in that evening, Abby left him and Mr. Brasher to talk, and moved to a position by the bar, which by now the regulars were coming to know as her place. She had not been there long when a tall lugubrious man who she had seen before but apart from nodding had no conversation, approached her. He didn't seem too pleased with her. "Miss Tregonney,...
DOWN, BOY! WRITING THE ALPHA MALE FOR CONTEMPORARY FICTION "I don't want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader...I want a man lying over me, always over me...His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot...as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated...I am going to be pursued, f...
From all sides come assurances that women and men feel the same about sex. Today's novels, films, and TV shows depict woman after woman longing for no-strings-attached sex, just as men do. Such scenes are rarely credible, but audiences accept and even demand them: it's what they want to see. The news media seek out surveys and studies, no matter how dubio...
"Get you clothes off." A throaty whisper, no louder than it ever needs to be. She wants to be desirable, needs to be. In yielding she becomes so. Fingers dance along clasps and zippers. There is the sound of cloth departing skin to lie discarded on the floor. She kneels naked. Legs parted, hands on thighs, chin higher than it should be. Her breath ragged, e...
Tia Lopes was a freshman at a lousy community college in a seedy part of San Diego, just above the Mexican border. With her dark looks she fit in well. Whether because she loved suntanning, or because she had a bit of ethnic blood everyone had assumed she was Mexican and treated her as such. Since most people in her neighborhood were hispanic it meant she fi...
CHAPTER 15: I WILL NOT CALL HIM FATHER AGAIN! Chuck bitterly watched Makena leave, shaking his head he thought, 'Damn, that's a stab at already noodled manhood. I hope my little brother doesn't turtle more with the insult.' 'But she does make sense, maybe I should see a doctor.' [Sigh] 'I've been a hard gangster for over 20 years and now I'm about to see...