"Do you think he'll be there?" "Trust me, he's always there." "Who like goes to a library anymore? Especially on Christmas break? Does he like have to go or something?" "Alex. That's who. And no, he doesn't have to go. He says he enjoys the solitude." "But it's all like totally quiet in there." "You know what? You could benefit from some time in the lib...
Author's Note: Thank you all so much for being patient and offering words of encouragement for my writing. September 11, 2001 was horribly difficult for so many people in so many ways, and the way it manifested with me was in my writing. This is the first story I've completed in two years. I hope it is up to par with the expectations of my fans, and, as alwa...
Tania's POV Sulphur River Pack I woke in the morning suddenly, my stomach heaving. I pushed my way clear of Bobby's arms and ran into the bathroom, barely getting there before I started to throw up. He came up behind me, pulling my hair back as I finished retching. I leaned back on my heels and he went to the sink, filling up a paper cup with mouthwash....
This chapter is a little more graphic - and less "innocent" - than the first. It that's your thing, then I hope you enjoy it. If you'd have preferred the innocence to continue, then I hope there is still enough here to keep you entertained. We'd dropped off into a short slumber. As we lay there, coming round, in the afterglow of our second orgasms, Anna pr...
1 It had been a fairly miserable day so far for a Saturday – and it was nearly over, too. The vacation was nearly over, for that matter – this was the last weekend but one before she would have to go back to school. And where were her friends? None of them were answering their phones, it was like they were avoiding her or something. It was enough to make Lu...
Written for and Co-authored by ScarlettKisses - A friend and hardworking editor ***** Natalie entered the bar with her friend Tasha, short for Natasha. Tasha was Natalie's best friend for the last four plus years, since they met during their senior year in high school. Both women were 21 now, and Tasha had Natalie out bar hopping again. Bar hopping was o...
So there we were, all five of us back again in the bar at the old Hotel Patagonia, sitting at a table under a really useless, squeaking ceiling fan that turned no more than about one revolution per minute. Since there was no air conditioning, we all usually chose cold beer to drink. That's what one does in the tropics -- drink cold beer. The year was 1983,...
Figured I'd finally post something other than comments, and see how big a splash I can make with my debut. This little number has been on the back burner for some time. Before I made a profile, in fact. Started out as something vague and silly, but I kept adding to it until I had this; a two-part tale that's not nearly as vague, but still a little silly....
Life has intervened and I've not been able to proofread this part as fully I would like. So I apologise for any typos or other mistakes. FORTY-TWO I rang the bell at Stephanie Fanshaw's front door and switched on my recorder. There was a long pause and then the door opened. Stephanie Fanshaw was a striking woman. She was very tall with a thin angular body...
Note to Reader: The most famous building in Chicago is currently officially named the "Willis Tower". However this building is stilled referred to by many by its original name "Sears Tower". To avoid confusion in my novel, I have referred the building by its original name. In any case the action as depicted would be taking place during the time the building...