1. M hadn't planned on doing this. It wasn't the kind of thing she enjoyed or approved of. She pretty much got bullied into it. Didn't want to be called a chicken or a prude. Her friends acted the whole time like it was no big deal, and she envied how easy it was for them, or at least their ability to fake it convincingly, if that was what they were doin...
Chapter 7 With a shriek Magnolia shot behind Kitty when Skye, in a smelly tracksuit and platform shoes raising her beyond her normal height of six foot two inches, entered the bar at 8:58 and snarled, "Where is this gay woman?" "Skye, calm down. For your information this is Lady Fitzroy but you are to call her Magnolia. And she's not gay; she's ex-gay and...
Sandra woke first. She slipped out of the bed. It was strange to be able to move without Mary in tow. It seemed like she had always been chained to Mary. Sandra went into the bathroom. She dialed in her bath. Sandra set the water temperature high. Sandra loved to be cradled in hot water. Sandra was reminded of her love making last night, when she slipped in...
Author's notes: This story was not supposed to be about a moviestar. The celebrity could had been any pretty, successful woman. But a friend of mine asked me for a piece of fan-fiction involving this particular beauty. And I think it turned out pretty well. This is one for you who enjoy a bit more background to your reading than just "we met, we did it." So...
*****Hi dear readers, I'm back! A lot of major things happened during the past few month, so I do apologize for holding off on the Crystal series but don't worry I've still got more chapters to write for you. I know that the last chapter had the shortest sex scene I've ever written, so I'm going to make up for it in this chapter. That doesn't mean this will...
Another one dead, and papers had given the murderer a name, but no one was using it yet. The police still called him "The Whitechapel killer," and the people on the streets called him just "the killer." Nothing more was needed. Almost everyone found time on their walking commute that morning (some leaving home to get to morning shifts, some going back home...
Original Editing by ErikThread with my thanks. ***** It's been a while since we visited with Lee Stephenson, a wandering man looking for a new life after his divorce. He began his travels with the most remarkable luck, spending the first two weeks with five different women, all of whom helped restore his bruised ego. In fact, for a while, Lee began to thin...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is pur...
Charlie was struggling to get free from a swarm of opponents when he heard the referee's whistle and the siren indicating the game was over. His team had been defending hard for the last few minutes protecting a three point lead in their first Northern district Rugby League final. Now as reality set in they knew that they had achieved what was deemed impos...
In 1984, I worked a summer job as research assistant for my brother-in-law, Richard, a forestry professor at Boise State University. The job, conducting pine bark beetle surveys, took me into the wilderness four days each week, and during my time off, I stayed with Rich, my sister Abbey, and their young children, Chloe, 3, and Luke, newborn. June 4th was m...