"I can meet you Thursday" Irene texted to Roman, "no need to buy me dinner, I'll come to your hotel room." "Wow! Fantastic!" He sent back. After that the hours and days seemed to crawl by. Irene considered contacting her new lover to see if she could see him before Thursday, but she decided that it would make her seem desperate. Apart from excitement abou...
Alice wondered around her room aimlessly, her movements slow and quiet. She was definitely bored and was growing restless. She gave up trying to find an alternative. She then grabbed her coat, and began to search for some fun. Alice walked down the sidewalk, the brisk, cold, autumn air making her cheeks flush a cherry red. She turned the corner and glanced...
Lacey leaned against the railing of the inner fence back behind the grandstand once again, a small smile on her face as she watched both Lance and Wesley prepare their horses for team roping. She had watched them practice on and off all week, and had even got in a little bit of practice herself on the back of the buckskin that she had been taking out in the...
I woke up later that day and filled Stevie and Lex on most of the details from the date. I left out most of the "emotional stuff." I hoped that maybe he would call. Stevie said that she had given him my number before the date. But as the days passed, I thought I had just struck out again. That is until I happened to eavesdrop on a conversation. I was about...
DEPICTED CHARACTERS ARE 18+ Andrea hated Roman. She hated him. She'd hated him since senior year. He'd started as a sort of long term substitute in the second semester, after Professor Marty had her twins, after Andrea had turned 18 and made a pledge to conquer every man she wanted to, now that she could. That pledge got boring rapidly, upon her realizing...
It was a bitterly cold night in late February, and I had found myself half way accross the city at my good friend's door. I didn't ask why he wanted me to come over. Roman rarely ever explains himself. He sounded a bit troubled and told me no one else was answering their phone, and he just wanted someone to be with him. An odd request coming from such a st...
The author would like to remind readers that this is a work of escapist fiction, not intended to be a real-world endorsement of questionable sexual deviancy. It has also been (credibly) pointed out this may be better classified under a non-BDSM category, so at some point it may be moved. I love BDSM, and power games, which I consider this to be. With tha...
Snow flutters down between the long buildings of Boston, blanketing the Christmas Eve streets in a thin layer of powder and muffling the sounds of holiday celebration. Warm light spills out of large windows and the people inside, their faces rosy with the heat and alcohol all seem oblivious to the growing winter wonderland. Roman smiles and takes in a gratu...
3:45 PM, shortly after her final class of the day... Josie McKellen was still high on the events that had transpired today, skipping lunch even to catch her breath alone, that and attempting to salvage a ruined green dress borrowed from Piper Cherry, back in the trash it went. So much attention had certainly been invigorating, having been eaten alive by her...
This is an edit on my previous submission based on feedback. * He took hold of her hand and held it to his chest. She could feel his heart pounding as he nervously leant in to kiss her. For a moment she withdrew, doubting herself. She had fantasised about this moment so much that being with him for the first time could never live up the expectation that ha...