1. It had been a tiring day. But when I opened the door to our apartment and saw Marianne, lying on the floor reading, much of my frustration was wiped away. She was the most amazing creature I had ever known. We had been together for a year now. I loved her more than ever. We were both 23 and since three months we had been sharing an apartment in a studen...
Then night had been long, or at least it seemed so, and Vanessa hadn't slept very well. Plans, or what seemed like plans, for that evening kept her awake enough that she saw the clock at 2 AM, 3:30 AM, 4Am and finally she was up at 6 AM to get ready for work. It was a Friday and would be a busy one, with end of the month work to be done. She knew that she m...
They sat at the dark oak dining table; two candles set between them; outside beyond the panes of glass in the window it was not yet quite dark. George Crombie seated at the head of the table, young Ivy Reid at the other, a little formal in their placing but so was the setting out of cutlery, glassware and china. Between them a bottle of wine in an ice bucket...
This was to be my April Fool's story, but I ran out of time. Then I discovered, that I like Fyre and would like to write more about her. Please leave feedback, and know that it is much appreciated. ***** Hell: March 23rd: Fyrelova The wind was blowing steadily off the water. The fresh sea air, the sun, the chilled drink, and the paperback left her feeli...
Mike knocked at the door, not really sure he'd get a response at all. Yes, he'd agreed to Maggie's plea to keep an eye on her daughter while she was away with his own wife in their brand new business venture but, what young girl in her right mind would stay at home in a hot summer day such as this? The whole affair seemed rather useless to him, but his word...
"I didn't have long to think. The house was only five minutes away and the boathouse was actually on their land. When we arrived I was shocked to find his friends were already watching our performance on video from a camera set up in the old boathouse. When the gate at the top of the lane was left open, the area around the boathouse was a very popular place...
Walt sat on his front porch swing, thinking back to that horrible day. It had been two years to the day that so many lives had been changed. The day that Walt would never forget. Betty recovered from the terrible beating and rape, but something had not mended in her mind. After leaving the hospital, she tried one more time to get Walt back in her life. But,...
This piece was written with intentional errors in capitalization--to highlight the Dominant partner in the story in all ways--and sentence fragments--so as to appear stream-of-consciousness and spontaneous. ... stretched. bound. waiting. cuffed and collared, blindfolded and gagged...His girl, bound for His pleasure. enveloped in darkness, all sounds,...
Emma was a princess in pain. Her mother died four years ago when she was 15, she hadn't spoken sense. Her father currently was at war, her six brothers followed eager to prove themselves. "Emma! We're leaving now." The oldest said, giving her a hug. "We'll be back as soon as we can." The next promised. "Goodbye, sister." The next went on, hopeful pride...
By the time Amy came back that Monday I was already at class, and she was asleep when I got in late that evening. We didn't get a chance to talk until Tuesday night. She had just come in the door when I got back from the library. "So, did you enjoy yourself this weekend?" "Yeah, I did," I was slowly overcoming my shyness about talking about sex, "A lot," I...