Michael pulled up in front of the three-story Victorian home. Turning off the engine of his rented Mustang convertible, he opened the door and stepped out. As he closed the door, he looked across the broad, brick-laid street and saw neat, well-maintained homes lining the expanse of road. The mountains peeked over the tops of the house roofs; the misty caps b...
Harpers writing room was hot and sticky today, not much of a surprise considering it was the bonus attic room at the top of her newly acquired Charleston apartment and it was the height of August. Her realtor had gushed over the "Charleston Single House" style of the building, but had neglected to mention that also meant that the apartment would be oppressiv...
What looked no different than a flicker on the monitor caused Mads to smile at the signs of life. Mads knew the rate of accuracy for at home pregnancy tests, so went to her doctor to confirm. It took a few weeks to get her appointment, but the ultrasound found the spark of life in only a minute. "There it is," Mads' doctor said. "I'd say about four weeks."...
Mark Moves to Chastened, Florida After winning a bid to handle the interior design of a Community College being constructed in the nearby city of Chastened, Mark moved there from Sarasota. Several months after moving to Chastened, Mark had met several other influential people from the area, including the mayor and other leading political figures. Through t...
This is my entry for the 2009 Halloween contest. Thank you (ahead of time!) for reading and voting. Please comment as I love to hear from you as to what you liked or disliked!! Enjoy! * My name is Amelia Sutton and I want to tell you a story. It is a story about how I came to Full Moon House. It's also about why I can never leave. I spent most of my you...
Thanks to Karen for her editing help and advice. TSG * "Hi Suzie, how's your day going?" I asked my Ashton, North Carolina girlfriend's kid sister. "Chris? Oh, hi. I just got off work, but the day has been good." "Hey, I really need to talk to your sister, can you put her on?" "Chris, it's Thursday. You know she works a second shift." "Shit . . . I fo...
I waited in the car as He was sorting out with the realtor inside where we’d be going. After a few more minutes of my pondering thoughts, He and a beautiful woman came out together. I couldn’t help but check her out and wonder for a moment. She was dressed in a pencil skirt with stockings and boots, and had nice curves. My initial thoughts were, “of cour...
It has been suggested in some Feedback that I'm too quiet in the audios. Maybe so. Since I'm aware of the recorder, it's a fine line between erotic enjoyment and performance on my part and I'm trying to get the natural responses of my partner on record. I've thrown away some audios where I thought it sounded like we were trying too hard or "playing to the re...
Steffi soaked in the tub for a little while longer, running her hands across her pale, milky skin, making sure the oils coated her nicely before stepping out. A cool breeze rushed through the room whipping her bare skin, making her shiver. Her nipples were instantly hard and she swore she felt a hand brush across her ass. She reached for her robe and it fell...
"What is it? What's the matter, Meghan?" "That's a strange question to ask right after we've returned from Sal's funeral," I answered. "It's not Sal I'm asking about," Taylor answered. "Sal lived nearly a year longer than the doctor's gave him. He'd been reconciled with the inevitable and prepared for months." No, Taylor was right. I didn't mourn Sal Sing...