---Set in New Zealand--- INTRODUCTION The gnarled-faced woman, hair white and thinning without a hint of waves to give relief to her aged appearance, sat at ease, her pale violet eyes looked permanently saddened as if life had treated her cruely. The widow resident of the retirement home bearing her name, pulled out a cheque from her dressing gown pocket....
Author's note: I borrowed and paraphrased a few lines from the introduction of the song Rhiannon: by Fleetwood Mac and Stevie Nicks. I had only heard this intro once, but I thought it was beautiful. The rest of the story is mine. Hope you enjoy. FATE It all started innocently enough. I was writing a final paper for psychology. My thesis was made up of a...
It was the first school dance of the year, and the eighth-grade parents were asked to "volunteer" as chaperones. Well, volunteer is perhaps too charitable a word since our kids weren't allow to attend if one parent in each family didn't make themselves available to watch over the proceedings. So, If I had to do my parental duties, I was going to make it work...
Eileen Hughes had to work even later than usual. She wasn't happy about it. It wasn't the first time and wouldn't be the last. It was a fact of life for a junior associate that had only recently passed the bar. Junior associates weren't allowed a life. It was an unspoken and unwritten firm policy. She was the last one in the office when she left a little aft...
Chapter 11: Busted Dana insisted that the limo take Carmen, Jenny and Shane back to Jenny and Shane's house before it dropped them off. The girls thanked Dana profusely for a great vacation cruise, and then went inside. They found Mark standing on a stepladder in a corner of the living room, taking down one of his spy cameras, only they didn't know that's w...
Anteros woke in Lien's bed. He rarely slept in a bed. When he did he slept alone. Usually a mat on the floor was all it took to allow him to sleep comfortably. He'd slept soundly and only woke now because of Lien's intimate touch. He woke with an erection as he almost always did. The difference this morning was that Lien's hand was grasping it. "Good mornin...
Thanks for everyone's patience! As always, all characters are over 18. ***** Day 8 continued. I wolfed down the food provided (a perfectly cooked steak) and waited around in the hotel suite, wondering what would happen. What did Big Brother mean by 'roommates'? I thought over the bizarreness of the past few weeks. I'd entered a reality TV show, calle...
As always: Thanks to "Alpineskier" for editing. Thanks to "Doc" for story consulting. All characters involved in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age. (So get your mind out of the gutter!) Chapter 8: Mutiny and Graduation Nick was used to being ignored. He waited right outside the cafeteria as the troves of students herded their way to their usual t...
Paul glanced at his watch again. One thirty. They had already overrun their schedule by thirty minutes, and the crowd had, if anything, gotten even bigger. Thankfully the store owner was only too happy to things to drag on; the old goat probably wouldn't see this kind of footfall for the rest of the month combined. Ten more minutes, maybe. Things were going...
Scrip didn't get Marigold. First she'd asked him to bring home other men for threesomes, then she'd told Scrip, after a few session that she didn't want him to participate. Really, but to "just watch" which was fine with Scrip, as it seemed most of the time when there was a three-way. Marigold did almost all the sucking and attention on the other guy while...