When Charity awoke that morning, she laid there for a few minutes in bed with her eyes half closed, dreamily remembering the events of the previous day. She had picked up Rob from the airport with no worries and they had spent a wonderful day getting comfortable with each other. They came back to her apartment and simply existed together. They talked, laug...
I've been trying to teach this old dog some new tricks. As always, I would greatly appreciate your feedback. -Otis ************ Her name was Juliette but he was no Romeo in the ordinary sense as we like to think of that name. Then again these were by no means ordinary times. They had met at one of the frequent collaring ceremonies performed in the dignif...
There was a day long ago when her glance, flirt, or smirk would have been taken in passing. On that day, after years of suppression, I was overcome with courage; finally unaffected, ready to share. That's how I got here. As long as I'd longed for this, it was only right to be her, at this time, at this place. Her stare melted me. I needed to be her subject,...
"Hey Joanne! It's about time we see you in here again! I was beginning to think that you'd forgotten all about me." Brittany was the barmaid at a Pub that I liked to go to. She had that earthy quality about her, a natural beauty, long legs, thin waist, long free-flowing brown hair pretty eyes and a warm earthy personality. "Now that you mention it, I guess...
"Well," you say, gently tugging on the sleeve of Stacy's top. "It looks like we're both feeling floral today, so how about the gardens? I hear they opened a new area this year, and I've been meaning to check it out." "Perfect!" Stacy gushes. "Oh, I love the gardens. Let's get going!" You smile silently as she dances on ahead of you towards the carpark, fee...
-- for Theresa * A handsome soldier of fortune was walking down the road. He whistled a happy tune and as he whistled he dreamed of all the riches in the world and all the pretty girls. Suddenly, at a bend in the road, he chanced upon a beautiful maiden. Her eyes were the colour of emeralds and her hair was the colour of night. "Handsome soldier!", she...
I am a thirty-year old woman with a lot of secrets. People say that small towns have secrets. Large cities have secrets too, just a lot more of them. I went to the largest university in the state, which happened to be in my hometown. I got a degree in Accounting and then sat for my CPA. After college, I started an accounting firm in the second largest city i...
(Preface: This story is loosely based on real events and situations, and obviously I have elaborated in spots and of course changed all the names and other pieces of information that might give away the actual persons involved. I have taken several liberties to make the story more 'detailed' in places where I was not privy to actual events. Finally, I don't...
"Belinda?" I turned to see a familiar face framed by long golden hair. For ten years she had been my most regular and affectionate lover, and my heart sang at the sight of her. "Lady Elizabeth! How wonderful to see you again." My confidence waned, however, as her surprise turned to anger. "You abandoned me!" "For none less than the Queen, my Lady." "I ho...
And the results are in: Chosen warrior versus imp! For a reminder on the challengers: The Kingdom of the Chosen is a vast male-domination cult that employs mind control to keep the women in line. Imps are dimwitted demons who trade information—and memories, and knowledge, and intelligence—to take advantage of their targets. Who will triumph? Let's find out...