ผี "I told you, Jeff, I'm a skeptic." "I've traveled the world, been to the sites of war crimes, genocides, murders, hotel fires, and I've not once, NOT ONCE seen a ghost." "My offer still stands. One million dollars to anyone who can prove to me that ghosts exist." "Look, Mr. Palmer..." "Call me 'Jay,'" he interrupted. "Jay, you didn't get to be a w...
© 2014 by Nom de Plume * "Missy, are you still there? Please don't hang up on me!" "I'm here." "I really want to see you." "I don't know, Ron...let me sleep on it, okay?" "Sure, Missy, whatever you say. Can I call you tomorrow?" "Okay. Bye Ron." I hung up before he could say goodbye. For a moment, I was actually going to give in to him! It did sound...
Chapter one Ms Palmer was the hottest teacher in the world I thought! Why is she not showing off that smoking hot body of hers on playboy and making millions instead of teaching the 12th grade English class in our boring little high school? Well I guess I should not be complaining; After all, she was the one I would think about while jacking off in my room....
The fat man was sweating so much that one might think he was attempting to solve Los Angeles' current water shortage. His body's exudation of mammoth quantities of perspiration had nothing to do with the temperature of the room. No, the dim lit room was well ventilated, and a couple of desk fans kept the room's climate as pleasant as a picnic by a bubbling b...
Denise at The Gazebo at Palmer Park in Sarasota To say it was a hot night was an understatement. It had been well over 90 degrees all day and at nearly dusk it had gotten no cooler. The only thing hotter than the air was Denise herself. If you have read my other remembrances about Denise, you recall that she is a 44 year old stunning natural blonde with ice...
Scott looked across the Court room and blew a kiss to his mother. This was the third time he had attended Court, each time his mother had been tried for possession of cocaine. In the past she had got off with a fine or community service, in part because she claimed that that as a single mother there was no one else who could take care of her son. Two final w...
Hello everyone! I know it's been a while, but I have been torn with the direction I wanted to take. I will be posting sooner since I know what I want to do. I hope you enjoy this chapter! Thanks to everyone for reading and commenting. I love to read what you have to say. (Oh no sex in this chapter). Thanks for all your votes as well. Sultry * Megan sighe...
A quiet day for once at the gym. Earl Sterling, the owner had stayed home today. While Mark, his son isolated himself in his office. Candi Palmer patrolled the workout area in her burgundy string bikini which hadn't left her body even once today. She fidgeted about choosing to occasionally treat herself to a brisk cardio for ten minute intervals. Not a s...
Both RaleighBoy and Peterspeter have stories on here in which I've drawn inspiration from for this story. I really recommend checking out their work as well, since if it was not for them I would not have had the muse to write this (hopefully) ongoing series. Though both of those stories seem to have stopped being written, I could not have been inspired for t...
Chapter 7 — FRIDAY — Making plans Roxanne Lopez was contemplative as she watched the purple-white smoke twist off the end of Jennifer Finney's cigarette. The brunette had told her she'd given up smoking a while ago, following her divorce, but after last night's events she needed a comfort blanket. Roxie understood why. A long time ago, she'd been like Je...