Baby it's cold outside "Elizabeth... I baked a pie for the nice man who helped me with the car the other day. Would you mind dropping it off for me? He doesn't live that far." Lorraine Reynolds asked her daughter who was currently curled up on the floor in front of the fire place. "Mom! It's terrible out there and chances are it's going to storm... Can't...
When I woke up this morning the last thing I imagined was that I would be having dessert for dinner. But then I am jumping ahead…. It’s always tough to wake up one morning to discover you are suddenly 35. Luckily a well kept 35. My body is still shapely, my 42D breasts still fighting off the effects of gravity and age. Auburn hair with sun licked blondish h...
“Hey there, Cherry Pie… How’s business?” Cherry furrowed her brows and turned toward the man addressing her. Her mouth was prepped to spew forth a string of expletives, but instead lifted into a bright smile. “Oh, hey,” she called out to the handsome young man crossing the street to meet her. “I’m off duty right now.” The nighttime street- glistening f...
This is my first time posting anything on this site. I've been reading stories on here for a while now and I have finally decided to write something on my own. I would like to receive constructive criticism on this please. I hope you all find the story to be entertaining. :) Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lacey smiled as the crowd applauded her for her e...
I trembled with anticipation, the stable yard was quiet, the only sound was the snorting of sleepy horses. I crept towards the tack room, my shadow cast by the full moon above. I fiddled with the lock and swung the door open, I was engulfed with the smell of warm leather and horses, I breathed in the intoxicating aroma. I had been planning this session for w...
I am sorry but there is no sex in this story, the plot just didn't need it. Now my friend and editor has had a chance to read it through, I have made some improvements. Thanks Lily. T * The problem with keeping unused and unneeded bits and pieces in boxes is one day they have to be sorted out. After four years, this box is full of outmoded electronic gad...
A Halloween/Samhain Tale: Where winds howl, spirits walk, the old ways are revered, heritage is realized, love transcends time, and pumpkin pie never tasted so absolutely sinful! Special thanks to the three people who helped this story become the best it could be. Litfan10, whose wonderful critiquing and kind editing advice were invaluable in making my stor...
"Mmmmm...um...cream-pie?" "What?" I said, my heart suddenly stopped. "Do you want the cream-pie?" she repeated, her eyes scanning the dessert menu. "Oh, uhh...yeah sure. Chocolate?" "Or banana. Let's share, I think two is too many." "Yeah, we can share one." I turned to the waitress, ordered the chocolate pie with two black coffee's. For a moment, I tho...
Laura ate pie by the roadside. The flimsy paper plate – balanced precariously between blueberry-smudged knees – threatened to close in on itself, as much from the heat as from weight and wetness. Damp strands of hair clung to her neck, forehead and face. A rebellious few came unglued and mingled with the pie as she chewed. She made no move to dismiss them,...
The Knicker Thief is someone you know. It could be a friend or a relative. Or a workmate. It might be you. When you next hold a dinner party, or a barbeque, have a good look around. The chances are that one of your guests is a Knicker Thief. How will you know them? You won't. They will be a most perfectly ordinary person, not strange or peculiar or sinister...