Usual standard declarations about age, ownership etc. apply here. Salutations my droogies, and welcome back. Take in some moloko and turn your rassoodocks towards the newest episode on this ongoing tale. Okay, that's as much Russian slang as I can put together, and that's all courtesy of Anthony Burgess' A Clockwork Orange. The reason for me going there wil...
All characters are 18 years old or older. ***** Aftermath of the Storm Sisters: I'd never experienced a cut scene before. How cool is that? I was naked and poised between Jennifer on my left and Susan to my right. When I peeked beneath the fireproof sheets, I discovered they were naked too. I checked my HUD briefly and discovered I had leveled up and pick...
"Uhh! Uhhn... Oh, yes, more!" I leaned over from my chair when I heard my own voice coming from the speakers of my husband's laptop. I grew louder as I drew the chair across the carpet. My cheeks grew hot and flushed a bright pink color. I gave a sideways glance to my husband. Man, the look in Hub's eyes as he watched the video, it stabbed my heart with sh...
This story is the third part of a trilogy. Read 'Stalker' then 'Lost And Found' first. ***** Strays I became aware of the cat long time before I ever saw him. His presence became obvious when my tomatoes and raspberries stopped disappearing. The first time I saw him he was tackling a large black squirrel that was casing my garden. I rewarded him with a pi...
This is my submission towards ''One Night in XXX Story Event'' Hope you like it more info at the end of the page. Thank you for reading. Comment if you liked i tor hated it. I have to say my thanks to my Editor this time 'Rachel'. Without her this would be so much worse. *** Ben stumbled out of the house. He barely had any sleep. It was close to 2 am when...
The wind rushed against my face and a smile spread across my face as I pedaled as fast as I could towards my home. It was a lovely Friday afternoon and I had finished work. As a security consultant I mostly sat in my office and stared at a computer screen so it felt great to move my body. My spidey senses tingled as I moved through the park. Something was w...
Confidence with a Catch Trauma. Some people call it "The Death of your best self". That's not entirely accurate but given what it does to some people, it's understandable why they think that. My name is Amelia Chance, and I was diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder when I was 18. I had broken up with my boyfriend in high school, since we were planni...
Chapter 1 Attractive Jenni Lovelock stretched and yawned, looking out of her former bedroom window for the first time in seven years. She'd arrived home the previous night from the UK, with a three-day stopover in Brisbane to reunite with her maternal grandparents. Ah, the home-coming. What a disaster. For a start, her mother Ruth hadn't liked Jenni's...
Sandra As I sat in the hospital ward next to the empty bed waiting for John to return from his latest x-ray, I let my mind drift back to the horrendous last 24 hours. I had spent three wonderful days with my long-distance pen pal John, showing him the sights of my hometown when he came over from America to stay. We have been emailing each other for several...
"Body straight and head perpendicular. Right fucking angle." Those words had accomplished what a hurricane, an attempted robbery, a funeral and a divorce hadn't. They'd gotten Grayson Bloome to pack a bag and leave Strasburg, Colorado. Strasburg. Grayson had lived there a solid decade and hadn't seen himself leaving it in a hurry. He had thought he was se...