The limousine took me to Harley Street, home of the UK's private health industry, for the medical Vanessa had mentioned. To me it had seemed less of a medical and more of a preparation for something. There were a lot of the usual blood pressure tests and urine samples, but there had also been a lot of measurements taken, especially around my upper body. The...
"So Samantha, why don't you tell me what happened after you woke up in the showers?" "I don't know, I feel a bit uncomfortable." "Samantha, its ok to feel uncomfortable, but you can trust me. Everything we talk about here is strictly confidential." Samantha felt as though she could trust him. "Ok, I woke up and..." One Month ago. Samantha slept peacefu...
Vondila – African; Lost a Child Part 7 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ “When will they be back?” The timid, quiet voice echoed softly in the cave, as Isabel paced back and forth. She nearly ignored the small voice at first, discounting it as some wishful, childlike voice in her own head speaking the numerous questions in her mind, ‘When will they be back’ being the preval...
Author's Note: This is a romantic story with erotic themes, story being the key word here. If you aren't looking for something with a deeper theme, you would be better off reading elsewhere. If you like a good tale then read on. Please send feedback good or bad! It is always appreciated. Thanks and enjoy! * "Wait! Hold the elevator!" My heels clattered...
Abigail couldn't contain the hurt and anger she felt. She hardly slept that night. The image of that woman wrapped around Mikhail in such a loving embrace haunted her dreams. Haunted her thoughts as she prepared herself for the morning. It still amazed her that although the buildings were very Tudor like, the clothing was definitely medieval. Smiling to he...
~1~ Dave Monet hated meeting his son's teachers for the first time. It was always awkward for one reason or another. Sometimes the teacher would be attractive and he could not help but stare, which he thought was disrespectful to his wife, now his ex-wife. Most of the time what he hated most of all was the not knowing what she would say about his son's beha...
We arrived at the spot in the middle of the afternoon. The car pulled to a halt and we just sat there for a moment not saying a word. It was absolutely breathtaking to just look around over the scenery. The sun was shining high in the air, basking us in it's warmth. The sea was crashing against the shores and the birds were calling out to no one in particula...
12 THE YARD OF REGRET The place was called the Yard of Regret, though it was a long time before Greg learned that. It was a very boring place. It was centuries of boredom. Or at least it felt like centuries. In Hell there was little sense of the passage of time, although time did pass. It passed and passed. He even got tired of staring at Sofia's naked bo...
Once again I have let my imagination get the best of me an gone a little wild with this story. It seems to write itself to me. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I did writing it. I'm addicted to your comments and look forward to see what you think good or bad. Please remember to vote too. Until the next installment, Tah Tah for now. ~sylent...
Father Thomas cursed his own existence. He was a man of the cloth, yet filled with doubts about his own sanctity. He did not consider himself to be on par with the other holy men he knew, who seemed so self assured in their faith. He despised his fickle mind as he slowly extinguished the candles at the altar, his duty as the only non achieving priest of Mand...