Sasha stood in her bra and panties looking nervously out over the crowd at the topless strip club. She shuffled her feet and looked down, her blonde hair covering her face and she wondered to herself if coming back out onto the floor had been a good idea at all. Sasha had just won first place at the topless bar's amateur strip night, putting on a rocking co...
Note: All characters are over 18 "So, where shall we go first?" Meredith asked Sasha, who had let her drive. "I'm... not sure," Sasha said. "Where would you like to go?" "Well, perhaps we could go to one of our houses," Meredith suggested. "It would be a bit better than staying here and we could perhaps order a meal to go." "Th-That sounds nice," Sas...
There we were again in a tropical island bar owned by the well-tanned locals. Its funny how karaoke is such a craze on these warm Pacific islands. I guess the locals have no other form of entertainment. Anyhow, like many other times, Sasha and I gad spent the day lying out, snorkeling, napping, and then having a nice, candle-lit seafood dinner. By about 12 a...
A cold Nevada desert is the last place you want to be stranded in the middle of the night, but that's exactly where Sasha and I found ourselves on our first trip together to Las Vegas. Sasha had always wanted to go, and even though I knew the dangers of decadence the city promoted, I figured what better person to lose control with—Sasha. The night air was...
I love Friday nights. I never used to; it used to be sit-in-the-house-with-a-bottle-of-chardonnay-trying-to-ignore-Keith-enthusing-over-Gardeners'-World night. It used to be Friday night before the children went to their friends' houses for the weekend and I could sit and mull over my Chardonnay and think of all the terrible, dreadful things that could happe...
Thanks to Todger for editing this story. In the first part of our story a couple decided to add a beautiful young woman to their lovemaking but for Caitlyn there was an exacting price to pay. In the second part they get to know each other much better. In this chapter Sasha learns exactly what is in store for her. I love to hear from readers with ideas or com...
"So, that's the kind of shit a militant, Afro-sporting, fist-pumping and Dashiki-wearing brother looks at when he thinks there's no one around," Sasha Thompson said, smirking, as she caught her nemesis, Taylor Brown, watching interracial BDSM porn on his computer at a quiet corner of the Carleton University library, one fine Sunday evening. The big and tall...
Sunday morning, Aziz made his way out the restaurant kitchen to the small beautiful courtyard behind his restaurant. The rain had finally stopped in the wee hours of the morning and the sun shone brightly over the courtyard. He placed the freshly made bread on the round table next to the assortment of jams. The table could easily seat six, just as comfortabl...
Elizabeth here: This story was requested by a fan. Enjoy! Amy was on a roll. She had walked into the Vegas casino with one thousand dollars. One hour later she was at twenty thousand, thanks to the whims of the roulette wheel. Twenty thousand wasn't much money to her, but she was still entranced by the highs of gambling and winning. There were two other pe...
Disclaimer. This story is a purely a work of fiction, neither actress has fought in real life, nor are they enemies, this is just a work of fiction. ***** Sasha Alexander walks onto the set of NCIS, and she sees that filming is just finishing up, and she notices the woman who replaced her, Cote De Pablo, just walking out of the set. Sasha walks up to her....