**A reader commented that a holiday story should have redemptive value, in the spirit of the season, and that, perhaps I fail to tap into that delirious, all-consuming happiness that each and every one of us must feel during the long, cold winter months. Of course, it could be that redemption—good or ill—is in the iris of the beholder. --Indeed...
Madrid, Spain 1 Sara decided she couldn't wait until Alejandro came home. The anticipation alone had been enough to arouse her beyond breaking point. And so she moved her hand beneath her short, plaid skirt --then inside her black panties, until finally she found the moistness of her vulva. Then, while picturing him thrusting strongly inside her -- the p...
It had been a week of agony. As I stood within the circle, naked and body painted, I thought back on the look of agony in Kyle's eyes when I had requested the death of his two female Betas. He had sat there for an hour, looking at me, talking to another pack member in his head. I could see that he knew there was no point trying to persuade me not to go throu...
As I sat waiting in the restaurant for my lunch date to arrive, I realized my knee was bouncing anxiously with every second of the clock. I glanced at my watch again. This is what I got for arriving too damn early. I hadn't been this nervous in ... hell, I couldn't remember. I'd made a decision — one that was too important to deliver over the phone, of co...
THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO OR THINGS THEY NEVER TAUGHT ME IN SUNDAY SCHOOL Why Boaz Married Ruth I remember my mother telling me that Grandma Coit had once said that the Bible was the dirtiest book she had ever read. At the time, when I was in high school, I took that to mean that my maternal grandmother had been conservative in her choice of literature. B...
James Monroe lay in bed, thinking. He was thinking about how crazy his life had gotten. He was in a townhouse in 63rd and Madison. A place of wealth. It was actually a top secret base of operations. The Project, they called it. The men and women the government employed in its top secret work. James Monroe lay there. Once, he had a normal life. He was sixty...
Moving towards the ending. Your comments and votes are very important to my thought process so please do leave them. Private feedback is also welcome. There isn't much sex in this chapter, but the plot develops a lot. "Veritas vos liberabit" (The truth shall set you free) --- "Won't you be going out tonight?" "No. Please go away. I can't take it anymore...
Note: This is my first shot at writing so your feedback is highly appreciated. All characters in this story are above the age of 18 years. ***** I had somehow finished all my entrance exams by late May, so I was reaping the fruits of my self proclaimed 'labour'. Most of my mornings were spent watching television and playing video games, but the best part w...
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, This is the Don Williams quartet, like to introduce the band. Don on Piano, Bobby on Horns, Mac on Drums and Mike on Bass. Backing us up the incomparable Auntie Gill and my Mum Naomi, collectively they are the Ardenaires, me I'm Holly and I like to sing." Holly swung her arm back and forth, clicking her fingers, head up s...
Julie had suggested camping. Frank's breakup had been devastating. They needed to get him out of the house and force him to start living again. Roberto wanted to organize a softball game in the park. Walter thought a horror movie marathon would put him to rights. Angela wanted to take him to that raunchy strip club across the county line, where there was nob...