When I went to bed last night it was with a heavy heart. Throughout the day I had experienced moments of regret, anger, and embarrassment - none long-lasting but all ferociously passionate. At 11:00 you had informed me of my replacement the day before, which was only two days after I had given myself to you for the first time. By 11:30 I had calmed the cold...
The town of ----port, unmarked as it was on most modern maps, held a certain inevitable allure for a man utterly fascinated with antiquities and forgotten things. There were undoubtedly other crumbling places of equal decrepitude, but as far as I know, none can evoke the same discomfort in their neighbors that, without exception, results from the mention of...
Dear Tess, I have been led to believe that you allowed my Bernard to be beastly with you recently. As you know I have always regarded you as a sister and I am loathe to believe that this can be true. Pray tell me what occurred. Your dearest friend, Charlotte Dear Charlotte, I am afraid to inform you that the rumours you have heard are true, but do be as...
Two weeks later, Ian stood in the hallway of the hospital, making rounds with the Head Nurse. Training for a new job was always nerve-wracking, especially when he was also in school to catch up on the latest techniques. As it turned out, the hospital had no openings in the nursery as Ian had requested, but would keep him in mind if something came up. He was...
Edited by Kumani * Reparation (re-pə-rā-shən) n.: replenishment of a previously inflicted loss by the perpetrator to the victim through amendments, apology or giving satisfaction * The bells rang over the murmuring of people around her who took a collective sigh. The captain announced that he was beginning his descent. She admonished herself for being ne...
"I hate the smell of olive oil. For a while, I thought it was something arbitrary, something unexplainable, like it was some sort of mental allergy. Then, one day, I realised why. I was a young girl when it first happened. My father had gone through a bad patch and had hocked just about everything that could be hocked, just to keep the creditors at bay. Whe...
Kent, England 1921 xxx "Jones! You rotten bastard! You have betrayed me! I strictly forbade you to have intimate relations with my niece!" Cynthia Trescott was on her back and the stable hand was between her open legs and fucking the shit out of the nineteen year old virgin. His butt rose up and down on as his cock drove balls deep in the moaning strawbe...
Thanks to all of you who commented on the first chapter of my novella. It certainly provoked strong reactions; you either loved it or hated it! Fortunately a majority of you expressed approval which encourages me to continue. Before introducing the second chapter I'd like to respond to some of the points raised. As some of you have noticed my characterisa...
Votes, comments, feedback greatly appreciated. ***** The next scene was set up like a small restaurant with just a few tables. I was asked to wear an elegant party dress – one of my favorite electric blue dresses. Matt had gone through a lot of trouble to pick out appropriate outfits for each scenario. Matt and I walked on to the stage lovingly holding h...
Halloween at St. Etienne ...enter Evangeline… It felt like only yesterday, yet it seemed so long ago. The darkness engulfed me like the hot torrid flames of an uncontrollable inferno. And through the windows the scant light from the candles served as stars in this dark universe. The scent was unmistakably musty with a hint of…blood, old blood. How peculia...