Thanksgiving '08 Simon stood over Jodi's prone, unmoving form. A quick glance told him she was still breathing but would need serious medical attention soon. Blood dripped from what he assumed to be a broken nose and her left eye was swelling. He hurt all over. His hands, his knees, and mostly his head throbbed in time with his heartbeat. Once the adrenali...
Chapter 9. "What! How! What happened?" I cried steering her to the settee and sitting with her on my lap, cuddling her. "There... there was an accident... he went hunting with a friend and he was shot... he is dead" she replied in short sentences, "I can go home..." That hit me like a sledgehammer, 'She could go home and she would be safe with her mother...
Chapter Seven Tori's week-end was a strange combination of happiness and trepidation. She completely enjoyed the time that she spent with her dad. Paul took her to the famous Pier 39 and she did all the tourist - like things. She ate the largest strawberry she had ever seen, she rode the carousel, she saw Alcatraz and even bought some psychedelic fingernail...
The Heart of a Woman "Dad, it's me. We're at the hospital," James stated cryptically. "Annie?" Mr. Reed inquired. He heard his son utter a strangled grunt in response. "I'm on my way, son," Mr. Reed replied before gently replacing the receiver in its cradle. The call was not entirely unexpected. There had been so many in the past that each time the phone...
It was now in the beginning of August and school wasn't far away. Mother had friends visiting almost every day. There was a nice display of female bodies of all sizes and looks at the lake where we bathed in the nude as a result of mothers fixed ideas that swim suit was a danger to the health. We had done it for many years so mothers friends were used to my...
Author's Note: This story is a continuation of my story "Samantha Comes to Office Hours," but can be enjoyed on its own as well. * For a long time after the incident in the office, I didn't hear anything from Samantha. I was quite relieved on the one hand; I didn't have to worry about my boss, Sophie Bettencourt, nosing about and catching us. But on the o...
This is the 4th part of my story. All characters are over 18. There is some fetish content in this chapter. If that offends you please look elsewhere. Jb. ***** Chapter 1 The pattern of finding a white envelope on my doormat at odd times of the day continued. It was Monday night when I got home from work that I received the next letter from Marion. It ha...
WARNING: This story contains reference to an often misunderstood form of BDSM relationship called Daddy/little girl. To be perfectly clear, it has nothing to do with either incest or pedophilia. It is a depth of emotional bond between a Dom and submissive that intensely mimics the father/daughter trust. Anyone that has read my story, The Arrangement, knows w...
1.Chocolate – milk or dark, melted or solid, like a sweet, luscious orgasm exploding in my mouth... 2.The fantasy of him hiring a prostitute and bringing her home – watching them have sex while I hide in the closet – and then later come out to join them. 3.Piercings – so sexy – in the tongue, the eyebrow, the nose... even more sexy in the nipples... or t...
I couldn't catch my breath. My heart was beating out of my chest. My feet pounded the ground. I had to get away. Far, far away. I couldn't hear his footsteps, but i could hear his taunting me from all around the forest. Tears prickled my eyes as tree branches tore at my bare arms and legs. My feet wouldn't be able to take much more. I was stumbling every few...