(C) 2007 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. I welcome feedback, and try my best to reply to it all. You can e-mail me. * This isn't an excuse. I'm not ashamed of my actions, really. I did it, and that's just a part of who I am. You should know my reckless behaviour by now, and I'm not...
It was a lunch date for business. Considering whom I was meeting, I should have expected something. Just gullible I guess. Besides, not that many people are willing to try me. Chuck always did have more balls than brains. I arrived a 12:15, just as they were receiving soup and salad. The soup looked perfect. I would have some later. I looked over G Sean Ric...
"Wow," Luxury thought. "Another beautiful day at the beach." Luxury always loved the summer time, warm breezes, hot bodies, and cold margaritas. "Doesn't get any better than this." she thought with a smile. Luxury always loved soaking in up the sun on those long lazy days. She loved the feel of warm sand between her toes. She always loved the attention she g...
Cocktail Party with M'Pleasure at the Hyatt The harsh tones of the phone ringing startled them all. Emma Talbot paused mid-sentence, angry that Jenni had put the call through. Emma demanded the full attention of her staff at these daily briefings and did not want to be disturbed. Shoving her chair back suddenly, Emma leaped up, grabbed the phone and growle...
Disclaimer: Dark Angel doesn't belong to the author, but to James Cameron, etc. No copyright infringement intended. Summary: A simple smut piece with little story. Post Freak Nation. Ben and Sam are alive and well and have managed to find their way into Terminal City. (Apologies for spelling and grammar. English isn't my first language.) * Max and Alec wa...
I used to live in Texas so on Spring Break from college I met a few old friends at a famous site for Spring outrageousness, Padre Island, in south Texas, on the Gulf coast. Partly it was fun and partly it was discouraging. I was at a party one evening -- almost every inch of the Island is one big constant party -- and managed to get a truly beautiful girl of...
Lacey has needed something real, something intense for years, and now Darkwood is ready to provide it to her and at the same time, reap some long-deserved revenge. (M/F, abduct, BDSM, tort, inter). The story you are about to read is a work of total and pure fiction. The names do not refer to any actual persons, living or deceased. As a work of fiction, the...
The Egyptian cotton sheets smelled of sandalwood and lavender. He knew she knew he liked sandalwood. For some unknown reason he preferred these navy blue sheets to the celadon sheets. She usually had the navy sheets on the bed for him. The curtains and the east-facing window were both open catching the breeze. The small prayer-bell wind chime played on that...
Driving into Anchorage from Wasilla I saw the temperature gauge on my car drop steadily from 30 to 26, where it seems to have stabilized for the time being. A typical Alaska night, nearly a full moon was illuminating the stark trees and barren brown earth covered with a frosty coating that was awaiting snow. I was taking my time, not wanting to get into an a...
The cheap hotel carpeting prickled her legs through the sheer black nylons as jenny knelt by the door. Although she and Master Robert had met like this before, she always felt a twinge of apprehension while she waited for Him to arrive. Would He show up? Would she be abandoned? Would she ever see Him again? The questions swirled in her blonde head, conjuring...