She sighed to herself as she stood under the hot shower. This always happened lately. They'd start flirting over e-mail or text messaging. Then she'd push too far and he would stop responding. She knew that trying to be friends with someone she was still in love with, someone who no longer felt the same about her, was a bad idea. But she didn't want to lose...
Hmmm. Awake again. I remembered getting up a couple of hours ago to pee. Now I'd been awake for a few minutes. Saturday morning. Around 8:00 or so. My sweet one still slept in my arms. I couldn't help but bend my head down to plant kisses on the top of his. He didn't stir. He was so tired. I wanted him to sleep as long as possible. If careful, I could probab...
Interracial relationships are still taboo in the Republic of South Africa, especially between White women and men of other colors but I honestly don't give a crap. I'm living my life and loving who I want, no matter whose pride it may hurt. My name is Lara Weidenreich and I'm a young woman living in the City of Johannesburg, in the Gauteng region of South Af...
Our Texas Hill Country wine tour plan had been to follow Route 290 from Fredericksburg to Austin. I had downloaded maps and winery guides, it's best to travel prepared for what you're looking for. Louie and I were heading into Fredericksburg about noon on another hot Texas day. I'd changed clothes in the car hoping to catch Louie's attention, and maybe I did...
It was the ideal June summer day. Aerosmith sang on the radio, the sun streamed into the cab of the attractive blue pickup truck, and the breeze from the highway blew in, making my dark blonde locks fly around my face wildly. Though the ride had been nice, I was eager to get out of the car – it was a bit of a tight squeeze, with four guys packed in around me...
Author's Note: This story was edited by Tim413413. His work was embarrassingly difficult. I actually think he spent more time on this than I did. Thank you sir! ***** "Alejandro!" The voice was a strong female alto. It came from outside the boat and was followed by a string of Spanish words that sounded angry. The well-dressed man rattled off a command in...
As I write these words about events in the year 'Twenty Thirty', the year is 'Two Thousand and One' and thus, this tale is set in the future. It is deliberately set in a not too far distant future, to allow you, gentle reader, to feel that such things as are described in this tale, may come to pass in your own lifetime. At this point I feel obliged to menti...
To say that Jake was surprised would be an understatement. He was flabbergasted. "EVA, did you modify the simulation's parameters?" "No." it stated. "How can she talk then?" "Unknown. But I detect a foreign element in the simulation." EVA responded. The beautiful girl just sat there, looking at him adoringly. "So, nothing changed in the simulat...
(I which I taste Bethany's Schwarzwalder-Kirschtorte and she samples my Schwarzschlange-Honigschlag) * Beth had given me her car keys and I brought my toolkit and mechanic coveralls to the bars' parking lot. When I popped the mustangs' hood, I found what I expected: a broken distributor cap. A quick trip to the parts store, a short tune-up and I had the 't...
* A repost of an old romance story with a fresh edit. * Sam's truck turned the corner and disappeared. Hidden behind the curtain, wrapped in the silk kimono, Sherry stared at the distant stop sign. Selfishly, she’d asked Sam to bring Chris back for a late dinner. But he had other obligations, and she understood -- mostly. To the outside world they were ju...