When Trudy's eyes drifted open, the sun was beginning to set outside her window. She momentarily forgot about what had happened before and thought she had one hell of a dream. She tried to get up before she realized there was an arm draped around her waist and she was naked. She turned her head to the side and saw Jay lying there, sleeping peacefully. "Oh r...
Son of a witch part 4 All characters depicted here are 18+, thank you to alice_looking for help with the editing. "So Jay, you've been studying hard I see" Barley asked calmly. Barley began pacing back and forth along the widow, still openly reading Jay's diary deliberately trying to psyche him out. It was working. Jay was trapped in place like a deer in...
Sorry Part 2 has taken so long, life happens. Please read Intern turns up the Heat for background on this story. I hope to write part 3 soon, let me know if you have an idea of where the story should good. ********************************* As Jay entered his Manhattan apartment, he felt his heart rate begin to pick up. He knew that for the first time in h...
Static broke the silence as Jillian turned the dial on the old radio. Manipulating the antennae with her left hand, she slowly moved the red marker on the numbered strip until it stopped precariously between 98.7 and 99. "Beach Baby Beach Baby give me your hand..." blared from the speakers and Jillian smiled. Gingerly, she released her hold on the antennae...
Long summer days, and warm nights filled with fun, swimming, boating, and Uncle Mike's weekend barbeque bashes is what summer is all about. Of course it helps when the family has owned a large cottage with a hundred feet of frontage on a large New England pond for generations. It's even better when the extended family joins in on the weekend. That is how it...
Jabir "Jay" Ali and Mohamed Al-Nahyan grew up together in the Overbrook area of metropolitan Ottawa, Ontario. This was the hood, a place teeming with minority types, especially Somalis and Arabs, and the rest of the Canadian capital turned its nose on the area and those who dwelled there. This was a no-go area as far as 'decent capital dwellers' were concern...
I hadn't heard from Jay in days, not since the fight we'd had. I still wasn't sure what had started the fight. It didn't seem to me that saying I wasn't going to fuck just anyone was judging him, but he seemed to think it was. I'd tried to call him once and had left a voice mail. He hadn't called back, and I'd decided if he couldn't be bothered, neither coul...
Jay Ryan was an up and coming pop singer with striking voice, and a revolutionary sound. A throwback to an earlier era, he had little boy looks and small town charm. He also had a reputation as a straight laced, "boy next door" type who went to church every Sunday, called his mom regularly and boasted a clean and moral lifestyle, one that his record label...
When Nicki awakens the next morning, she smiles. She feels the warmth of that simple smile fill her body to overflowing with love. Slowly turning over so as not to awaken Jay, Nicki curls around him as memories of last night flood her heart and her mind. Jay, feeling the warmth of Nicki wrapped against him, slowly begins to awaken. The feel of her full brea...
We met Elle that fateful summer night, at a garden party. I begged Jay to go with me, thinking my 6ft badass of a boyfriend would roll his eyes at going to a fancy outdoor function to raise money for the community gardens. To my surprise, he agreed, dressing up in a suit and tie. He put on dark sunglasses, and I couldn't help but giggle. "You look like yo...