Their conversation had been wide-ranging and multi-faceted, wonderfully refreshing and satisfying. Dinner itself had been exquisite, the table as private as they'd hoped, the food superb - filet mignon, kale Caesar salad, turnip soufflé, and a bottle of intense, almost tannin-less syrah. Due to familial training, Taylor had very seldom tasted wine, but even...
Welcome reader! Before you begin, a couple things of note: This is the eighth chapter in my longest-running saga. The saga has three different storyarcs which go in the following order: Ariadne's Dreams (Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4) Barry's Sluts (Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3) Suzanna's Darlings I recommend reading the previous chapter...
This is a work of fiction. It should not be taken as a guide for your real life activities and I take no responsibility for your actions. Written by Spicewriter55. All rights protected under the Berne Convention, all similarity to persons living or dead is solely coincidental and unintentional. * Mike Dawson dramatically held a push broom above his head...
Smith & Co. is a club that was organized in the early 1900's in an unnamed American university located on the East coast with a view of the ocean. As you can see, I am not going to use real names or places; not because I am ashamed of what we do; more because there are parents, other family members, friends, institutions and organizations which are involved...
The subtle breeze of the early summer morning brought the scent of freshly mown grass through the screened windows of the O'Connor home. The sound of birds chirping in the early morning light mingled softly with the sounds of the neighborhood awakening from its contented slumber. The front door of the small white house opened and a man stepped through the...
An author named Monsta posted a list of fictional movie synopses, as a story challenge. One in particular caught my attention. My normal writing process is glacial, but this story sprung out almost fully-formed in a day or two. --- It makes sense now, finally. I mean, I was a divorced mom, never had time to date, but I wasn't gay. I was a Twilight Mom! Tea...
This is a follow-up to my last story, "Can We Play?" which I did as part of the LW "Sharing & Caring" special earlier this month. That story was really far out of my comfort zone, but I felt it was a good challenge for me, so I participated. As I expected, most of the readers didn't catch on to what the intent of the stories were supposed to be, and I go...
"You know, for an alleged top, you sure do have a lot of tightfitting pants and skinny jeans." Alison DiLaurentis said almost conversationally as she rummaged through Mona Vanderwaal's closet without sparing the other girl a look, "God, how didn't I realise until now that you were just a bottom begging to get your sexy ass enslaved?" Mona blushed, but she d...
I sat on my couch taking deep breaths, trying to slow my heart rate, trying to get those words out of my mind, "I've met someone new." Every time those words ran through my mind, my heartbeat faster. How could she be dating someone else? We have been dating for over a year! And in a pandemic! No matter how hard I tried, my heart rate increased. I could feel...
Tuesday: All seven potentials woke up the next day eager to see who would be their next potential Big Sister. Sonya and Alex felt whoever came to them today would not be as good as who visited them yesterday. Gina and Daphne were both hoping for someone better. Sure, they'd gotten along with the first ones, but they both felt their potential Bigs had rubbed...