Chapter 32 A Step at a Time Sunday, January 14, 1962 4:45pm "Hi, Mom ... Dad, we're home," Jesse announced as he ushered Kirsten in through the front door. They were in the process of removing their footwear when Margaret Peterson arrived, followed by Michael. "Hello," Margaret said with a big smile. "You must be Kirsten." "Yes," Kirsten replied, eyein...
-=-=-=-=-=-=- Alanna Catriona, Imperial County of Catriona 27th of Zenith, 1282 D.f. -=-=-=-=-=-=- Alanna bobbed and weaved through the streets of Catriona this fine morning, wearing a modest-yet-enchanting dress of twinkling reds and browns. She hummed a tune to herself as her long, shining auburn hair flowed gently over her alabaster shoulders. S...
The half-filled cup of hot coffee went straight off the dashboard and upside-down into Jerry's lap. Lynn squealed in dismay – she'd just been reaching for the cup as she parked the university car in the motel lot late in the afternoon, post-meetings. Hitting a pothole at that precise instant didn't help. Part of her task was to squire him about the unfamil...
Penelope pays him back Penelope was nervous, hesitantly walking out of the restaurant, through the dimly lit car park. It was upsetting to fall into this infuriating situation, but she would have to find a way to live with it. There was nothing preventing her from hating it, and she had every right to hate him too. When her parents died, she promised to ke...
Warning, includes strong sexual themes. Intended for Adults only. All Characters are 18 years or older. ***** Andrin checked his pocket again for the hundredth time during their long trip back from the Solstace festival. He knew that the small, avocado-sized seed, carved with strange markings was quite safe in his deep coat pocket, but he felt the need to...
They say write what you know. I did not do that at all. I look forward to any advice for my first foray into putting some writing forward and I apologize in advance for any stereotype/trope or misinformation. Also, sorry it takes so long to get to the sex! ++++++++++++++ I had scarcely stepped off the screaming locomotive before I was overtaken by the live...
This story follows Chapter 13 as well as "The Hot Babysitter 1". *************************************** "Hurry, Piper! Amanda will be home soon!" The 19 year-old's long blonde hair tossed in the air as she rode me wildly like a crazed cowgirl. From the flat on my back, I reached up to grope her firm breasts, squeezing them hard and mashing them together....
Part 1 (4727 words) "Okay Pari, don't freak out but-. . ." A dish slick with dish detergent slipped from Pari's grip and crashed into several others. It was loud enough to warrant a call from the neighbors who wanted to 'make sure everything was alright over there'. "I told you not to freak out," Odette said in the silence that filled the wake of the glas...
Midnight at the Villa Diodati A Tale of Gothic Romance and Horror by Chloe Tzang © 2019 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the...
Authors note: No pickaxe handles or guatamalen whorehouses in this one. Just some straight up consequences of life choices. The characters are based on actual people and pretty much all of the events have happened to people I know personally. I tried for a wife that wasn't hit by the martian slut ray but the story led me closer to the beam than I would have...