"This is bullshit! All bullshit! I didn't hit the stupid bitch, all right? She's lying!" The middle-aged female officer pushed the tall, blonde woman through the door and into the waiting arms of Reno police headquarters' burly Sgt. Brown, who stood there trying to keep his coffee from spilling as the blonde and her three friends were ordered to sit down in...
Summary: MILF's submissive lesbian past comes back to haunt her. Note 1: A special thanks to Zoli for permission to use their photos for this special story. Please note that the backgrounds don't always perfectly match the story, so please use your imagination and ignore these small continuity issues. Note 2: Thanks to MAB7991 for editing this story. Note...
We decided to play it cool for the rest of the flight. Vessa laughed it off but I could tell she was very embarrassed about our restroom escapades being made public knowledge. She hid in my shoulder almost the entire flight and tried to sleep. Though she was pretty restless, she managed to sleep for the rest of the flight. I woke up when the seat-belt annou...
"All rise," the portly man announced. The entire audience stood up. "His honorable Judge Sven Carlsdotter presiding this day the 17th of July in Stockholm District Court. This hearing of the state versus Dr. Christiana Swensen is now in session." The judge abruptly entered from a door that stood directly behind the bench and sat down without once looking...
**This article is for internal use only. Not for release outside the Institute, except as required by law.** My Interview with the Professor by Stephanie Weingarten The first notes I have are from my walk-in to her Fabrics and Materials class. My visitor's tag was waiting, and I was soon wandering the elegant but functional halls. As befit (I have to avo...
8 James had responded to Melissa's phone call and rushed over to our apartment. "What do you mean he knows about us?" Not for the first time they were locked in each other's embrace. They lay naked on the bed, the product of their love forgotten in a sticky puddle on the sheet. Melissa's head rested on James' shoulder and she idly played with his limp peni...
With a frenzy of fear and guilt, she reached for the phone hoping it would turn on. The glass bit scrapping her finger and she felt her heart pound with frustration at her anger and the fear Brad was lost. The pain in her chest was building as she could feel the heartbreak hitting her. He was the only man she knew she wanted, and a man that she wanted to sp...
Wednesday morning my phone rang at my bedside. It was Kim, Dr. Kim Geiler-Callaghan, my research partner and mentor. The clock read 8:38 a.m. "Good morning, Sunshine," she said far too cheerily. "Mnng Km," I mumbled. Hey, at least I recognized her voice. "Ah, I've obviously awakened you," she said observantly while stifling a chuckle. "It's time I got u...
Copyright 2007 hammingbyrd7 * Chapter 1. Chance Meeting Time: Friday, May 10, 2047 6:16 PM CDT Ft. Hood, Bell County, Texas Megan O'Connor walked into her civilian barracks with a careful gait, her poncho soaked from the blowing rain. It was still two hours before sunset, but the dark clouds outside the distant hall window and usual lack of power in the b...
Author Note- Last post for the first book. It might be a few days before the next one, need to take a day to finish mapping out book two. this ones nine pages, mostly because I slapped the last fifteen K on when the original post hadn't been approved yet. Final word count on the book is eighty five K. Chapter Twenty-Five It felt like forever, but was pr...