It started like any other day. Jane showered, dressed, had two cups of coffee and headed off to work. She was feeling pretty good about her life. She was in a kick ass groove with her writing, work was going extremely well and that wonderful, internet stud, Sethp was throwing some pretty nice comments her way. Despite all of the good things in her life, Ja...
The pine-lined gravel road is charming but the bumps make sipping the last of his whiskey difficult. He gazes out the limo's window at the trees and the stars, ignoring the chatter of the two girls. This place seems quite remote for a party. "I heard the theme is an inside joke between the two of them. They're so perfect together!" "You know they hardly se...
Written in collaboration by jes_da_man & LittleOne --------------------------- The Mysterious Lover - Part One. Monday, May 27, 2002 - 9:24 PM It had been many months since her last encounter with her Dark Lover. Her body aches for him. Each night she prays for his return. She holds the small vial to her breast and wishes for his touch. She closes her ey...
I hesitated before getting dressed that morning, both aching to impress the mysterious subway man, and hoping that he wouldn't be there on a Saturday. I wanted it to be coincidence, but if I were honest I really wanted him to be there for me. I pulled on a formal skirt and sleeveless blouse that I thought accentuated my body well while making it look like a...
CHAPTER ONE Jennifer became slowly aware she was floating in pastel pinkness. She floated there completely alone and could see nothing more than her lithe, tan, unclothed body and the faint pink which surrounded her. "Hello?" she called out. In spite of her nakedness, her body didn't feel cold at all. Neither did her pink environment feel at all hot. "Is an...
"Heather, I'm going now. Have a nice day, and don't do anything too stressful." Heather awoke to these words from her father, as he left for work. She lay awake and listened to his car leave the drive. She was glad she'd finished her exams, but the long summer holiday was quite boring. It didn't help that this was the hottest July since records began. She th...
The bar was dark, music throbbing in an endless din. Among the cacophony, you, J., and I are standing near the bar. I am wearing a tight long black leather skirt with a slit that reaches up to the top of my thigh and a sheer black long sleeved blouse with a velvet panel across the bust that is still not enough to conceal my full breasts as they try to burst...
"Just another boring Monday" thought Tiffany as she rode the elevator. It was 9am and here she was riding in the back of the car, again. She was holding her Starbucks in one hand and her attaché' case in the other. At least there was no one breathing down her neck, she was almost leaning on the wall behind her. She was dreading this meeting she was heading t...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. {if game_started = true} Deep in the Ranthambore jungle in India is a secret village,...
"Annemarie" she said, extending her hand to Jack. He took it and felt a slight shock in her touch. He hesitated, then gave her his name in return, suddenly mesmerized by her eyes, which were some kind of blue he didn't think he had ever seen before. They were also unmistakably feminine eyes, the kind that let you know instantly the sex of their owner without...