"Hey Niykee, this is crazy. Would you go on a first date with me in Olympic National Park this weekend?" Niykee remembered Donovan, the guy who sent her the text. Her producer had rented out the Sky Bar to throw a promotional party. She was sitting with her girlfriends at the far end of the pool at the table with the glass railing that opened up a full view...
This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. © 2005 Warlord I moved on my knees, in slow motion, until finally only a thin shrub screened me from the tiny glade. Peering through the brush, I shrugged off the pack, still holding the cros...
(Authors note: I quite enjoyed working on this one. I do apologise for any editing errors, I'm a bit rubbish when it comes to that job. However I think I may come back these two in the future) There comes a time in a girl's life when she has to spread her wings and do all she can to escape her mother's influence. And I had every intention of doing so. I l...
Note to reader: The idea for this fictional story came to me in a dream. Some of the story is true and I incorporated personal events as part of the plot. Most of the story is fantasy. All characters are adults. ***** Bruce and I were fraternity brothers at the university and we bumped into each other at the mall. We had decided to hang out together and ca...
I sit at my desk, browsing the net before I start work. The phone rings and I automatically answer it. "Thank you for calling ......, this is Lee." I hear a voice, deep and sexy asking me if I am ready. I shiver as I answer softly "Yes, I am always ready for you." He chuckles and I feel myself get instantly wet. I love the sound of his voice. Nice, deep...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. Names are made up by the author. ***** First-Class If you have never flown first class, let me take a moment to tell you about it. Both Muddy and I are middle-class, which means that she never had the opportunity to fly before. I did once in high school. My ba...
Note to reader: Please read the story "Muddy" before this posting. I wasn't sure if my first post would garner positive feedback. It did so here is number two in the series. Reminder: This story is pure fiction. * All that night, Muddy and I slept soundly. Perhaps the dancing and raucous sex wore us out. I awoke on my left side, spooning with Muddy, and my...
Why on earth had she accepted this assignment, Erin wondered for the billionth time while stuttering around on a muddy road in heals too high for comfort. The wind was blowing fast, swirling through her newly dyed curls and making her shiver in her thin city clothes. She stared with longing at the entry door as she was gradually closing in on it. But first s...
Lisa looked sadly at the financial statement she had drawn up. Income - £67 per week on her jobseekers allowance. From this she had to find her food and clothing, water, gas and electricity. It was impossible. She had never been very good at budgeting and now she was in a crisis. Why had she approached Wonga for money? It had all seemed so simple at the time...
Note to reader: This is pure fiction. ***** In southern California there are only two-seasons, spring and summer. Fall and winter here are nowhere near as unbearable like the Midwest or the east. Hell, even the southeast in winter can be bitter cold. Spring is here and Muddy has decided to return to college for her master's degree. She majored in economic...