The girls waved back towards the ship as they walked down the gangway leading to the Aruba dock. Once ashore, Liz smiled brightly and blew Gilles a kiss before she lost sight of him. As they negotiated the series of checks and document reviews, Liz smiled, knowing she'd see Gilles again if she ever made her way to Montreal. She and Sam had enjoyed a few fun...
A big thank you to Redwings1202 for editing this story. All mistakes herein are my own. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. *** The bus door hissed open. Reid skipped out the door and onto the sidewalk with a smile on his face. Just back from his second year at college, Reid was looking forward to rec...
"Stop fighting with me! I've been given explicit instructions, and you're going on this date whether you like it or not." Reid groaned dramatically as I tugged on his arm. "I already showered and everything, what else am I supposed to do, Sydney?" "Um, put on a decent outfit?" "What if I don't even want to go?" "Too bad. You had the opportunity to back...
All characters in this story are over 18 years old. This is a work of fiction and any similarity to other works or real people is simply coincidental. Hope you enjoy, love you dolls! Xoxo ------------------------------------------------- Luke was a sissy. The kids at school called him mean names and threw things at him. They played keepaway with his book...
Jade stood under the overhang of what had once been the patio to the restaurant. It was snowing as it usually did on Valentine's Day, and she looked out at the empty parking lot. The empty building behind stood silent and ghostly. It had once contained one of the best Italian restaurants in town. The rumor was that the owners were drug dealers and had fled t...
*Note to readers: This story is based on a request from a reader who is a 53-year old white male who's in love with a 39-year old white female. He's provided a lot of detail, most of which I've incorporated into the story. To avoid revealing his true identity, I've changed names as well as jobs and a few other minor things, but it is very close to reality. I...
Spencer Reid sat on the nondescript bed with his head in his hands, staring through his palms at the ugly, patterned carpet. The case had been one of the bad ones, really really bad. One of the ones with little kids. He shuddered at the memory of what the unsub had been doing to their helpless little bodies and began to cry softly as he lost the battle to ke...
Author's Note: Due a medical condition, I rely on a talk to text program that isn't always accurate to dictate much of my work. If you like my work, please consider volunteering as an editor to help me produce more stories faster. * "One more, Amber, then we can call it a year," Reid said. As usual, I couldn't think of a single thing to say. His Santa's...
The tour bus pulled out of the parking lot, leaving the memories of the last concert behind. The sibling members of the country music band 'The Band Perry' relaxed in the lounge area of the bus after they performed for the troops in Fayetteville, North Carolina. They were now on the road for the trip to Memphis, Tennessee and a concert the next night. This t...
Author's Notes: 'A Summer Without End' is my entry for the Summer Lovin Story Contest 2017. It's a dream for many to retire to a beach house to be near the ocean. The scent of salt water, the sight of sea birds fishing just offshore or dashing after the waves, and the sound of the surf. Each can be very calming. Combined? Bliss! It can be a magic place tha...