He asked me to write something real. To write what I know. He said there is talent in my writing. I have to laugh, thinking maybe even he can't see through the bullshit I write...but then again maybe he can. So this I write, what I know...what is me...as painful as it is going to be... I look at the journal before me, the latest of many I have hidden in a c...
Elunara found Jordan on the sidelines of the training yard, pouting. "Did last night bother you that much?" "It's not last night, it's the fact I keep losing." Jordan grumbled. "I don't know why I even try." "A healthy dose of competitive nature." Elunara shrugged. "That's why you're even in this relationship." "It'd be one thing if I won every now and th...
"Truth is everybody is going to hurt you: you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for." - Bob Marley Note: This is a small add-on to finish up Part 3. Working on part 4 and hope to have it up soon. * Cheryl went thru Dan's door and left it open before she sat down his bed. Dan turned away in his chair from the computer and smiled, "Good morning Chery...
The walk wasn't long, but the narrow, winding streets often made it seem so. Particularly on evenings like this. Jeff walked quickly over the damp cobblestone path, a small introspective smile on his face, making him look a little like a Cheshire cat. He had a destination and a goal, and he was intent on getting there quickly. Waiting in the little bungalow...
We were into some crazy shit at the house. One night I lay in bed beside one of the housemates’ girlfriends, her breasts popping from her bikini, her pussy shaved absolutely bare, telling me her boyfriend had just told her to go and fuck me. I poured beer into her arse and had her squirt it into my mouth. She begged me, on her knees to shoot my come onto her...
XXXVI Unto the Next Generation Iris 2054 Iris had never participated in a demonstration before in her life. There'd never been anything in the twenty five years of her life that had stirred her up enough to do more than make the most passive protest. Normally, Iris wasn't very sure what she really believed in, especially when the object of protest was...
John joined the BDSM contact site, he wrote a thoughtful profile including the phrases Lisa had given him; chose a nice classy anonymous profile photo and set about compiling a hotlist of suitable members to contact. John sent winks and emails via the site, used the live chat and instant messaging features to build himself a network. One local-ish slut seeme...
A diary entry from the Viking Dear Diary, I am sitting in a plane, an all too frequent event in my life, but I am blissfully content. The first leg of my flight home was quiet. The plane was mostly empty. Flights are often light on Sunday morning. I am waiting on the plane during a stop in Chicago. Most of the passengers have been filing off. In about 20 m...
She loved to drive. Driving gave her a chance to think, to meditate, to steal a few moments for herself by herself. Driving across Florida from East to West was a special treat though. She loved the Everglades, loved the raw beauty of it. Still pristine and protected, she could see the way the southern part of Florida must have looked before all the people a...
It was late in the day, and Jonah was off doing - something. I was straightening up a little around camp, and I picked up his jacket. I sat down on the ground, hugging it, feeling really good about him and us and everything. There was a crackling sound as I crushed the pocket, holding the jacket close. I opened it, and there was a folded paper inside. It l...