**Author's Note: This is the last part of this story. Sorry it took so long. I hope you enjoy it. ******* Freya woke up in the same place she was for the past 2 days. She stared up at the canopy as the grey morning light streamed into the room. The undying fire warmed the whole room as if it were in the middle of summer. Freya felt hot beneath the bear a...
Kenneth wrapped his arm around his younger wife, bringing her close to his side as they walked along the sidewalk to the doors of the Catholic Church. They walked in silence passing beautiful stained glass windows every few steps. The sun shined brightly in a cloudless spring sky, late Saturday afternoon. The couple turned the corner of the large grey churc...
I did go back the next morning. And it was strange. Belinda's mum opened the door, friendly as she always was, and showed me into the sitting room where Fran and Belinda were sitting. Belinda had a pad on her knees and was taking notes while Fran talked about Jane Eyre. Nothing unusual about the scene except that Belinda was sitting exactly where Fran – Trix...
"Hey, sugarplum," Mona said as Claudia walked through the front door and headed straight for the kitchen. "How was your first day of school?" "Not too bad. Pretty decent, actually." She opened the fridge and retrieved a bottle of Yoo-hoo before bumping it closed with her hip. "So, tell me," Mona said as she entered the kitchen. "What's it like being a sen...
The following story is a part of a chain story involving a one-breasted woman. It is a parody, so if you don't like funny, please move on, no animals or authors were injured or killed in writing this tale. She ran through the woods as fast as she could, branches whipping and stinging her face as she frantically tried to get away. It was real, the legend was...
©Nora Quick 2013 Chapter Five Sitting in my room I shook off the worry and thought over how to prepare. The magic had made it so I never had to shave nor moisturize, but still there are sacred rituals of femininity one could never give up. And I needed them now more than ever; those rituals relaxed me. I drew a bath and scented it with relaxing salts and...
(Author's note: this story deals with some very gritty and harsh subject matter. This is not for those looking for a straightforward sex story. There are many themes that some people might find objectionable, but to reveal them might give away parts of the story prematurely. If you continue reading, please keep this warning in mind.) (This is the second of...
This story is based on fact. Of course, parts have been...romanticized for effect, but the circumstances under which the two characters meet and proceed are factual. * High beams penetrated the thick night air, illuminating all around her and casting a shadow forth for the first time since the sun had set. The hissing and squealing of massive breaks being...
Valentine's Day Story Contest 2017 entry, Please vote! Enjoy this Valentine's Days treat! Be prepared for sweetness and sentimentality. With maybe a dash of saccharine, this delightful treat is laced with a rich chocolate coating of desire and inside is dripping with dense sensuality, leaving you salivating and tingling (I hope!) This delicacy won't pack on...
I owe many thanks to 'slow_n_gentle', an excellent editor and writer extraordinaire in his own right, for his patient tutelege through this, my formative stage; and in particular for the insight and technical guidance he has graciously provided for this story. SNG, you know what else I want to say here. But, on with the story... >>>>>>>> I recall the day...