Shelia looked up from her desk at Jones Realty. When her eyes settled on the clock on the wall, her face darkened into a frown. Ricky, again, was late. He was usually late and once again she found herself all alone in the small office. That, in itself, was not particularly surprising. She was quite used to being alone all day — just like yesterday and, in re...
Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2012 Thanks to my copy editor estragon and my friends Elliot and Bill for their support... A supernatural love story... was it so strange that two women would love one another? The Summer of 1953 Central Park, New York City... Apprehension made her sound belligerent. "Ambrosius, why do you keep coming bac...
Chapter 3 -- Release in the Garden Gary walked slowly, almost in a daze, down Zoe's garden back to the gate at its very end. His world was getting very strange - and very pleasant. He had just shared a very nice lunch with his neighbour, a really nice salad with chilled white wine and had done so whilst he was completely naked and now he was walking down he...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
I expected Ken Sacks to pick me up about four thirty, but by three I was packed and getting ready to go. I had hung my silvery cocktail dress in a garment bag and carefully folded everything else into a small suit case. After a shower, I picked out a lovely cream colored pair of tailored dress slacks with a sharp crease running down the legs. To contrast t...
I was sitting with my friend Mary in the front room of my council house in Bradford, when I heard a knock on the door. I looked at the clock on the wall. It was 9.40 p.m. and I wondered who on earth it could be at that time of night. We were just sitting there sharing the remains of a bottle of wine and discussing what video to watch. I had put my 2 young ch...
The characters depicted in this fictitious story as all adults over the age of 21. The author does not in any way condone the theme of the story, nor the actions of the characters in the story and believes all real life relationships must be built on love, affection and mutual consent. Narrative Style: First Person Female ***** Part I – The Hook Allison a...
I finished telling Boost about our predicament and the events that led us there. He listened intently the whole time, never interrupting once. When I finished, he nodded his head and told us to take a shower while he thought it over. He apologized for not having much of anything for Star to wear, but offered the entire contents of his bedroom to us. I thanke...
It was a wet Monday morning, the weekends stormy weather had given way to a fine yet constant drizzle. It was unusual for the club to meet on a Monday, but it was a bank holiday and most of its members had nothing better to do. As for Felicity, she too had an extra day off and had readily agreed to Nathen's request for her to model for them. Her forays in...
Authors note: For any readers who are familiar with the site I am writing about, you'll notice that I have taken the liberty of making the chat session easier. I removed the annoying delay in the reply. As in real life, that peculiarity of the chat session hinders the flow of the chat. In this story, it makes it more difficult to write and certainly disrupts...