Have you ever been struck by love? I mean the sudden gut-wrenching, heart-pounding, dry-mouth and sweaty palms kind of love. I was forty-two years old and I had never felt that kind of love. I was even married once for ten years. We were good friends before the marriage and remained good friends afterwards, but we discovered just being friends was not enou...
All the people are over the age of 18. Please vote in the end, using the stars. Any comments are welcome as well. Thanks, and enjoy it. ******** Libertine Adventures chapter 8 Krystal I drove back to Dallas on the morning of the 30th after spending a couple more days with Aunt Gwen and Chelly. The drive back was entirely on autopilot and I really paid a...
My name is Antoinette; this is what I did last Thursday evening. A few words of explanation: I am 25 years old, my husband is over forty years older. We have been married for eight years now. He enjoys watching me have sex with other men; this is how our erotic life has evolved over the last several years, and we both enjoy this very much. We are staying at...
The wind whistles around the corner of the building. I see you bundled up in your coat with your scarf pulled around your neck. The ends whip in the wind and seem to wave tauntingly at me. You are oblivious to me, but I see you. I always see you. I saw you yesterday and the day before and everyday except last Tuesday when you called in sick, but spent th...
"So, I have to tell you how I came up with this..." Grace Cole was unusually nervous as she spoke to Joie Radical over the phone. For all the albums she had sold, for all the concerts she had sold out, for all the magazine covers she had appeared on, she still felt like an amateur speaking to a legend. "I heard 'Can U Believe This' a few days ago in the ca...
Realism is that phenomenon which takes your dreams out of the darkness of night and brings them into the light of day. This one rambling thought continuously resonates in my mind. There are events that take place in your life when you recognize that moments you've only imagined, perhaps visualized in a fantasy, might become certainty. Suddenly, dreams have...
Hey guys, this is chapter 5! As always, leave me a comment to let me know what you think :) ***** I stared across the room silently, leaning to my side. All was at rest, an unnatural calm. Julian had left, I wasn't sure where to. I sighed in exasperation and leant back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. I was afraid to leave the room but if I stayed...
He was late. As usual. Never should have wasted his time getting the phone number of that blond stopped next to him at the red light. He was incorrigible. Mary was right. This group was going to be his last chance. He found it at last. Right across the hall from Overeaters Anonymous. (It had given him quite a start when he peered in that window!) This door...
WEEK ONE – THE ORIENTATION Sometimes...rarely but sometimes...there is a moment where life is perfect. As I sat in the windowless basement buried snugly in the bowels of Tribeca, I reflected that this was one of those moments. For in the next ten minutes, Mr C would walk into my life and all would be right for the world. For the sake of privacy, I sh...
This takes place after Wanda Meets Cousin Raphael. Wanda and Julie scheduled the wedding pretty fast. Wanda didn't want to look too pregnant. They set the date at about three months into the pregnancy. Wanda really hadn't started to show yet. It helped that she had a natural curvy frame and shape so the changes weren't as obvious as if she had been more wai...