I waited for Bill at the outdoor café on Ocean Drive in South Beach. I had told him how I looked and the outfit I'd be wearing and right on time, he walked up to me, his self introduction accompanied by a nervous but firm handshake. He is a stocky man in his fifties, beefy of build with a fair smile and a mellow disposition. On this day he was dressed in Do...
Chapter Eight It was Christmas. Polly usually came home for the holidays but had agreed to spend the first two nights with Rita. At the last minute, however, plans changed and she travelled home after all. She took a taxi from the station, to find her parents out when she arrived at the house. All was in darkness. Feeling tired, she decided to retire to be...
Ah, ha!—Come, some music! Come, the recorders!—Hamlet, Act III, Scene 2 * I used to work around the corner from that church, and I remembered the day the fire tore through the building. There was a lot of snow. It was in December, about ten days before Christmas. The fire trucks had a tough time getting through. It took years to rebuild the church, and by...
You come to consciousness on a Saturday morning in spring. As one usually does, you expect to feel your silk sheets caressing your bare form, but on this particular Saturday morning, you’ve woken up in your rooftop garden. Beautiful carnations, tulips, and roses surround you and you feel a bed of short grass pressing against your back. Sunlight filters throu...
You are Sophie. As far as you yourself think, you're an everyday, average twenty-something woman. Your life feels uneventful, your existence unexceptional. You loathe going to work, your lovelife offers no intrigue, and your room is a mess. It's late in the evening, and your daily routine has reached the familiar point of 'laying in bed to watch movies on th...
Note: This one is a bit longer than some, and I wanted to let the story come out a little more before getting to the naughtier bits. It's definitely outside my norm for this site, but sometimes I just let the inspiration go. All people involved are over eighteen. * "Seven dollars for a cup of coffee?" asked Colleen. "Did you really need that?" "The prole...
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"No!" I said for the fourth time as I walked out to my car. "Stephanie!" "Come on," my best friend argued. "It would be fun!" "I am never going back to that horrid place, ever!" I yelled as I slammed the car door. "It wasn't that bad," Stephanie said. "For you, head cheerleader, for me, it was horrible," I said as I put the car in gear and sped out t...
It was a rainy Saturday and you said you just needed to run a few errands. I’ve been busy lately and you had been neglected for too long. I needed to make a stop of my own. As we walked down the bustling boulevard, I glimpsed the store that I had in mind. I quickly grabbed your hand and led you across the jammed street to a little out of the way shop. As we...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, wrestlers, events, promotions etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence....