The Difficult Seduction of the Halloween Dangler, Snake Cracker, Bull Dropper and Pacifist Contender. * Christie was ready. Dressed in black with a tall conical hat and carrying a straw broom. She'd even had time to paint her face black. And her legs. And her arms. She'd been ready for a while, was extremely excited, and I was the slow poke. I didn't reall...
Chapter 42 Don could still taste the beer on his lips as he climbed the stairs inside Jessie's house. Stepping into her bedroom, he smiled as he noticed the walls were adorned with new watercolour paintings. He glanced at Jessie who entered the bedroom behind him. "Been busy, Jess?" "Busy?" "The paintings." "Oh right... They've been a welcome distraction...
Motorstorm: Day One. Morning Pass. Celebrities: Elisha Cuthbert, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Laura Prepon Disclaimer: OK you all know the story, don't read this if you're under 18. If you are practice wrestling moves on each other instead, Vince needs the law suits! Better yet do something stupid and blame video games, no one's sick of that argument! Author: Pe...
We had been friends for years, good friends, and our relationship had evolved from co-workers to advisors to confidants. Any financial problem, any marital problem, anything—she had helped me through a particularly rough time with my department manager (I had been wrongly accused of falsifying a record), and I conciliated with her when she divorced her uncar...
I remember what started it. I was standing in the kitchen, staring at a pile of dirty dishes, late on a Saturday morning. Little serving plates and wine glasses had been stacked haphazardly in both of the big stainless steel tubs and had spilled over onto the island's countertop, bits of food still clinging to many of them. Every bit of counter space around...
If you haven't completed part 1 of this story it makes sense to do so! *** It was chaos! The villagers were terrified and rushing about in a panic. The women took the children and disappeared into the jungle. The menfolk were gathering weapons and trying to organize themselves. I told Mei to join the other women and to explain that the helicopter wasn't s...
Authors note:- This is a sequel to Ch.3 so I strongly suggest you read all previous chapters in the "Poor Becca" series before reading this, or you will not understand the plot or characters. ***** My phone sat on the breakfast bar in front of me. It was begging for me to send the message. I was nervous as I sat there holding the black business card in m...
Note: This story picks up exactly where Chapter 2 picks up, so read the first two chapters first. *** I turned to look at Megan. "So how does it feel?" she said. I thought I could see tears building in her eyes, but she wore a smug grin on her face. "How does it feel getting stabbed in the back? Does it feel as good as her tight little pussy? Huh?" I turn...
"Marcy! Please hold the pose!" Laura was getting tired of saying that, and was getting a bit grumpy. Marcy was her main model, and usually she was excellent: today she just seemed fidgety. Really good models were SO DAMNED hard to find! In the brightly-lit teaching studio, a baker's dozen of drawing students clustered around Marcy, working intently. Today'...
"Don't think you'll be able to break me so easily," Betty scoffed. Her pride was admirable, considering her position. We were in Elise's guest room and I had Betty tied to the bed with a bandana covering her eyes. Her legs were in the air, forcefully spread with ropes leading to the headboard where her wrists were bound. With her body in such a position, he...