It was the last week of classes at Georgetown and finals were about to begin the next week. It would also be Katrina's last week in control of the journal. She began her five week excursion into the world of the magic that surrounded that damn journal was at an end. She had five stabs at whatever fantasy she wanted. She had used it to benefit others. She onc...
Michael knocked quietly on Karen's back door exactly at eight. He'd been late once. Only once. And even now he wasn't certain which had stung more, the spanking she had given him right there on the steps, or the shame of the fast handjob she had given him inside his pants before sending him away for two full weeks without any contact. After that he was never...
... this is the second chapter in this story and though it is readable on its own, I believe that you might find the first part is worth reading first. * Nancy's house was on a much more affluent part of our bread round - detached houses with gardens and driveways, properties with garaging for more than one vehicle in an era when far fewer than half the ho...
I've never had much luck with women. It's not that I'm unattractive – my looks are average at worst. I stand at about 5'11, with blonde hair, green eyes and a slightly muscular build. It's just that since I was a freshman in high school, I've loved computers. My mother bought me an old computer from one of her work friends and from the minute I turned it on,...
Ah blankets, nice comfy blankets. Emily sprawled herself out as wide as she could, enjoying the way the silk sheets ran across her breasts. Wait. Naked. Stranger's bed. Her eyes shot open as she remembered where she was. She turned her head, expecting to see Stevens beside her but she was alone in Stevens' room. She sat up and was trying to decide how she co...
Chapter 08 – The Morning After Dear Reader: This story presents adult situations in graphic detail. It is not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age. The characters and situations in this story are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual people, places or events is coincidental. Consciousness arrived slowly, but gently. The young woman didn't...
Relaxing at the quiet bar at the Hilton Airport hotel in Omaha late on Sunday night, following my 90 minute flight from St. Louis, I pondered my situation involving my new relationships that had developed with Kelly and Leah over the past couple of weeks. Fresh from a divorce, I was a healthy 36 year old male that was having two 19 year old girls throwing th...
Tanya nervously clutched her purse to her chest as she walked through the heavy door. She pulled off her sunglasses that had been in place hiding her face, despite the fact that it was overcast and dark outside. She eyed the reception area as she pulled the door shut behind herself. The building on the outside resembled an inner-city residential house that...
There are some things in this world that everyone should try at least once. Murder is one of them. People don't understand the thrill, the worry and the lust for death until they've tried it, until they have blood on their hands, in their mouth, soaking into their clothes staining them forever with the sin they have just committed. It's the ultimate power tr...
Cadence looked around at the results of her work. After four days and five nights in the old house in the woods, it had finally been cleaned from top to bottom and all the items Rafe had bought for it had been put away neatly. She had done a damn fine job, she thought. That first night had been hard, and she had been so afraid. Rafe had packed the kitche...