Laura rolled out of bed and struggled into her bathrobe. She had it tied closed by the time she reached the stairs. "Marcy, wait!" Marcy was in the front room tugging on her husbands arm. "Come on Spence, we have to go." "What's wrong?" Spence's face contracted with concern. "Is your mom all right?" "Lets go!" Marcy tugged so hard at Spence's arm she pull...
A girl (Sarah) who wanted to fit in the "popular" crowd at her local community college and a bully (Michelle) who ruled it with an iron fist. Michelle was laughing and gossiping with her followers on the way back from class. Sarah was behind them wishing she could laugh with them. Suddenly one of the girls said something that made Michelle kick her heels....
Sarah stared at the pictures in front of her in disbelief. How on earth did I let this go so far? She asked herself. There was no denying that she was in trouble, moreover, there was no denying getting out of trouble would be more than difficult. Her heart raced as she put the pictures back in the folder and tucked it under her arm. There was nothing left to...
To the readers. First of all, a massive thanks for anyone who read, commented, favourited, etc, on my debut posting. The feedback was unexpected and I'm incredibly grateful to everyone who sent me some. It was encouraging to say the least. This next story is in two parts, since I considered it to be too long for one single posting. While this first part is...
The mellow sound of the chime resounded through The Tower House. It echoed down from the upper floors through the atrium, the library, the sitting rooms, the kitchen, and the foyers on the ground floor. Sarah roused quickly from her slumber. Reverberations of footsteps and voices rose faintly upwards through their suite. "Cliff, we should get ready now," s...
Author's Note: Sorry this took so long. I know there are some people out there waiting so patiently ("Canadian Fan," I hear you), and I know how frustrating it is to be left halfway through a plotline with all this momentum and then hit a wall. There simply are not enough hours in the day. I decided halfway through to make some major changes to my intended s...
My wife was a slut! This sentence must seem harsh, but there was no other way to describe it. I knew we weren't together back then. I also knew that she was free to do as she wished. But what would you call a woman that takes part in a threesome with two male strangers she just met a couple of hours before in a bar? Sarah's confessions troubled me for the r...
Brenda was a 23-year-old bank teller at First National Bank. Her black hair went down to her bra strap and made her dark green eyes stand out even more. She was 5 feet 6 inches and liked to wear small-heeled shoes to make her slightly taller. She had smallish breasts, which matched her tight, round, small bottom. She figured she got her nice ass from standin...
I own a small hotel in the high north woods near a ski town. I'm not going to tell you which one, my clients demand their privacy. It's one of those things that they've come to expect. Somehow, the people who need to find me always do-not just the basic, gotta have a room on short notice crew with an SUV, two kids and a foresight deficit. I attract the right...
Hello Readers. First thank you to everyone that has left me feedback or comments, I appreciate and read everyone you send. Comments are always welcome as it drives me to keep writing. To everyone that has voted, thank you as well. To my Editor: As always you Rock! Cristal Ball is an amazing person with very amazing skills, with out her this would never h...