Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual so please feel free to leave me a comment in the comment box at the end of the story! You see those big empty stars down there as well? Did you want to maybe fill them up? We don't want them e...
Sorry for the delay guys. I was writing something for the Halloween Contest. Check it out if you want. Here is chapter 6! As always, your comments make my day, so do drop them on your way out. Thanks to my dedicated editor CambriaRose. "The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable." -James A. Garfield * * "Hmm," said the thoughtful...
I open the sliding glass door and step through into the back yard, blinking a little in the light of a bright Saturday morning. My daughter Lily, the light of my life, is playing in the swimming pool with her six closest female friends. They all graduated from high school yesterday, and this is their celebration—an all-weekend party at our house. They talked...
This one isn't as 'happy' as the last chapter. You can yell at me if you like. Don't forget to vote with the STARS, and comments and emails are always appreciated. I would say enjoy, but that wouldn't really be accurate. The next year goes by quickly. Nic and Lizzy talk about once a week, but usually it's texts. His initialisms are still frustrating...
Sometimes living with danger is exciting. I met Kassandra not long after I took up residence on Chicago's northside while I was attending DePaul University as I worked on my MFA in 2001. I had managed to sublet a studio apartment three blocks from the campus from the son of the previous tenant, an older woman who had moved to an assisted living facility in...
This my first story and I hope it will be liked. I have a sequel that I am writing now and will post it if all goes well. All comments, suggestions and criticisms are welcome. Even anonymous naysayers most of whom lack both the courageous and/or the imagination to post here. At least I am trying. A very special thanks to csmoss46 for her editing of this sto...
Devonshire Street is nestled in a quiet suburban area of Lancashire. It contains an almost identical series of modest semi detached houses, painted in a conforming range of non flamboyant colours. It's residents are middle class, hard working families and the odd ageing pensioner. Living together peacefully apart from the odd argument over loud children or c...
I've never quite understood the "going through the motions" people in a gym. I mean if you are going to take the time to go to a gym, then you might as well workout. I was watching someone whose workout was so scripted there wasn't the slightest exertion. I was catching my breath in between sets of incline dumbbell presses. The college fitness center was rel...
Copyright, 2001, NCmVoyeur * * * * * Lisa heard the sound of the front door knob turning and opening. She stopped the gentle ministrations her middle finger had been making to her clitoris. She looked at her bedroom clock across the room on her dresser. Its electrically-illuminated red letters blared "10:00." Right on time, she thought. No trouble, obvious...
Author's Notes This is part 3 of "Beth's Birthday Pass". I've been intrigued recently with stories about "Get Out Of Jail Free" passes. This is a pass given by one partner to the other allowing the other partner to have sex with someone else one time. In the stories similar to the one here the pass is given by a guy to his girlfriend in order to convince h...