My boyfriend was away at his concert on a hot summer night. I was at home getting the house ready for his "present". The windows were open letting a warm summer breeze dance through the house. Candles were lit everywhere giving the room the gentle flickering light. I was dressed in his favorite outfit of mine. It was a tight plaid mini skirt and a black halt...
I love to talk dirty. That'd how this all started. I was at Eugene's a dance club. I was drinking and grinding on people all night. Early that morning me and my roommate headed back to our apartment. I passed out and was still out of it when my roommate shook me awake. The owner of the club had found my cell phone, that I left there. He left a voicemail in m...
It was dark and cold outside. The rain hammered against the window, matching my heartbeat. The moon was hidden from view by heavy, swollen clouds, starlight was a thing of imagination. The only light to illuminate my way down the stone corridor was the flickering of the candle I held tightly in my hand. With every step I took I drew closer and closer to the...
Authors note: My first attempt at a story. Short, fast paced action between two consenting adults. Semi-autobiographical, in that I took some artistic license. Lots more to come: a variety of different scenes and partners, potentially some back story if readers request it or I'm so inclined. Enjoy! ****************************************** His hand cur...
I lean over and start to run water into the bath. Behind me, my two girls are playing, competing for my attention. I love them dearly, but I need some "me-time" and my bath is one of the last refuges afforded me in our house. I shout out to them that I am having a bath and instruct them not to kill each other (or anyone else) for the next hour or so. Then I...
Thunder... Waiting for a flash, for another confirmatory rumble, I lay perfectly still, holding my breath, my eyes wide open. I'd hated storms since I was a kid. Though my terror had abated over the years, the wisdom of maturity kicking in, I could never quite forget the trauma of being told at five years old that a friend of my father's had been struck by...
Author's note: I've been watching Charmed once again and just saw Grind house and I had to write a story on her. I took some real facts like her business that she owns and built a fictional story around it. I hope you guys enjoy. * * * * * I had been sent into a company called 'Pinken Mint' to make sure that they were following all health and safety proced...
an attack from TanaVesta, and relieving himself of a powerful enemy in the process, you'd think Lyden would be safe and sound, right? Things are never that easy, as the battle to save two worlds continues. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 30 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Building Supports I wake up, my jaw shivering from the...
Hey! This is my first story. I think it's pretty good, but I'm interested in feedback, so definitely give me notes if you can. Thanks! Also, everyone in this story is 18 years old or older. ***** Ahead of me, Mr. Lowell droned on about sample distributions and statistics to a class of bored high school students. I careened my neck, searching for the cloc...
Finally we both have a couple of days off from work. We decide to go to Cripple Creek for some sight seeing and a little gambling. We'll take one of the gambling buses and let someone else do the driving. Its a 2 hour trip and we decide to leave after work so we'll have more time to enjoy ourselves when we get there. The bus leaves at 8pm so we rush home, sh...