Myra and Jack Mansfield were friends with Marty and Randy Sandford for many years. Jack was pilot of the bomber and Randy was the navigator. The plane was shot down. Only Jack and Randy survived. Randy was partially blinded by the blast and Jack was wounded in the right leg and walks with a slight, but hardly noticeable, limp. After a lengthy recovery both...
Ch. 2 "Put these over the doorway." Camellia commanded as she handed me a string of white twinkle lights. "You know you're very bossy." I complained as she turned away to hang a retro neon beer sign on the wall. "What was that? I can't hear you." I laughed as I watch her tilt the sign from left to right. "You can't use your hard of hearing as a scapego...
The plane landed in particularly jarring fashion, not that even the best landing is smooth, but this one was so jarring that anything worse would be considered a plane crash. It mimicked the last 10 days of my life. A particularly brutal work week, which wreaked havoc on my normally unshakeable nerves. The closest of my friends dealing with a family traged...
To know true love and true passion you have to experience it for yourself, but for those who haven't why don't you sit back and enjoy my story. * My name is Lieghanne, and I am 982 years old. Yes I guess that makes me Immortal or another name for it is Vampyre. I was made when I was 25 so I never aged after that. I am 5'2", I weigh 105, and my measurements...
I've done a lot of odd things in my time for being a "good girl". I've been tied up, played domination games and made sure to get myself in all sorts of trouble of that sort since I became seriously interested in role-playing and bondage a few years ago. (I am now 21, and a junior in college!) Even so, letting a friend of a friend enter my home on a somewhat...
(note: This is not a work of fiction. Only the names and POV have been changed to protect the author from divorce lawyers. RF) It was a seductively beautiful Sunday afternoon in Central Park. Around the edge of a small, remote meadow, leaf covered trees, their limbs swaying gently in a light breeze, muffled the sound of distant city traffic. By some miracl...
I awoke the next morning, spooning in the warmth of Trips’ hard body. His right hand cradled my right breast, his thumb tracing lazy circles around my hardening nipple. “I was beginning to wonder if you’d ever wake up!” He said huskily into my ear as he pressed his stiffening length against my ass. He slid back on the bed as he moved his hand from my breas...
Perhaps you cannot hear anyone scream in space, but the silence that fills that void is deafening. An assault upon the eardrums greater than any high pitched expletive or mighty cannon roar. My head reverberated. Blood pounding twin staccato against my temples, rushing through the migraine narrowed passage ways with a ceaseless pressure born of despair. I w...
Part 8 What had happened to me, I was tattooed, pierced, split, slightly ashamed but very excited and even hornier than ever. The extreme look that was now my normal everyday existence was beginning to get stale, I wanted more. If you give someone who has nothing something new, then they may become happy, they may have been happy before but now they have...
Do You Still Hold Me In Your Heart? It was that dream. It was always that dream. Every morning – that dream...or was it just a memory? God I loved fucking Jolene in the morning. The sun streaming in would light her hair on fire –a golden glow surrounding auburn tresses. Her hair would be flat here, full there, a riot of individuality...you knew Jolene by...