WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 18, 2004. Glastonbury today. Had a good look round the ancient abbey ruins before making the climb up to the Tor. Marie didn't fancy the climb so we arranged to meet in a café on my return. Incredible views from the Tor and well worth the exertion to get up to it. Met Marie at the café afterwards and found her in animated conversation wit...
Part 3 – Gary By the next weekend Judith's disgust had considerable lessened, so much so that on the Saturday she found herself watching out of her front window to see if Gary took his usual run. It was a dismal day, the sort that normally depressed her, but she brightened when, after a time, she saw him in his running gear heading out into the rain for a...
It was Alex's birthday and we had decided to have night on the town. I left her on the dance floor and headed off towards the bar. It has been a long time since we had been to Silkies and I have forgotten how hot and crowded it got on a Saturday night. It took me some time to get to the bar and get served. And then another minute or so to find Alex sitting a...
***SHE*** Manny turned the corner from the bathroom just in time to see Josh carry the woman into the room. They had been at the door long enough for Manny to see the woman, but she was not sure if this was the famous Jackie? Josh had stood her against the wall as he struggled to find the key to the lock. Even in this drunken state, the woman was beautiful....
Copyright Neonurotic, April 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Author's Note: Thank you 4degrees for your help. I hope you're p...
Miles high over a hot sunny desert, hovers a hooded mysterious figure, closely watching the battle below between Soldiers hired by Undine Corp and the Islamic Republic . It is none other than Pyrin. The Grim Reaper. The Angel of Death. Her eyes skim the battlefield, looking for the souls of the soldiers who are dying down below. Then suddenly an explosion,...
Bondage can be a beautiful thing. Used correctly, the surrender of control can be very therapeutic, as can the utilisation of control. Keeping this in mind, those who endeavor to participate in such activities may enjoy sharing this work. Those who find the concept repulsive, need not continue reading here. ***** As the Harley-Davidson roared down the high...
It was eight thirty and Dean was sitting in his cell after his shower and his morning meal, fearful of the indignities that lay ahead. He knew now, after his first visit to the Treatment Room, that he would be enduring a painful and degrading sexual experience at the hands of these brutal women. Walton told him that the inmates had been allowed to 'discover'...
I decided to ditch my original story line are redo it with this one. Enjoy! "Morning sunshine," Crystal says as she wakes me up. "Morning," I reply as I rub my eyes. "Sleep well," she asks. "Pretty good," I reply as I quickly kiss her. "I hope you did," she smiles. "How about you," I ask. "Tossing and turning," she laughs, "tossing and turning, but I'...
Ted finished wiping down the surface of the counter. There! That should please Ted's wife, Celeste, hopefully. Today was yet another big day, but he hoped Cel would remember first. If not, his dick might just burst out of its little prison. Ted looked around the kitchen at last. The cabinets were gleaming, the baseboards and floor had been mopped, scrubb...