Brent Blake is a happily married man, both proud and satisfied with his wife of four years and she indicates satisfaction with him. But is she proud of him? He suspects not; she's given him the impression she'd married less than top shelf – or beneath herself as it used to be called. That's why Brent Blake considers himself a happily married man without ind...
Finishing Touches Three days had gone by since the break-in and attack on Jessica and Bailey. The women had been moved to the Walker Ranch, much to Missus O's soft muttering. But she knew the ranch was the place the girls needed to be to recuperate, she was however out there every day just to ease the burden on her friend Sissy, though Sissy didn't find it...
Everyone was getting a little tired. We decided to have a snack and a drink or two before going to bed. We migrated to the living room. Ann, Mona and Lois went to the kitchen to put together a snack tray. Meanwhile, John and I did the honors with drinks. Jody sat on the couch with a glassy stare in her eyes. It was obvious that she hadn't expected all this...
Her face was broken. She hadn't suffered much for it, a little abuse at the hands of the other women, a great deal of teasing in her early years, but now, as a woman, the tribe simply ignored her. She might have liked it, even enjoyed the freedom her deformity allowed, had it not been for Turan. She licked her top lip on reflex. The split below her nose se...
We'd all had a transformative evening forming close relationships with each other. No one wanted it to end, yet the scheduled cruise was coming to an end. The chatter made clear everyone wanted to push it our friendships further and to get time with all of those they hadn't yet been with. With that thought lingering, we all pitched in to gather up the remn...
All characters within the story are of legal age. Where am I? I thought, dazed and slightly dizzy. I was in a dark room with minimal light. There were lit candles spread around the almost-empty room; breathing deeply, I could smell a subtle hint of vanilla. I tried to stand to look around, but was immediately stopped. Looking down, I realized I was tied...
As always: Everybody is over 18, all parties are consenting, and this particular work is fiction. Comments are welcome. Enjoy. ***** We decided when we started our tour across country that we were off limits to each other. To that end, we had been good. But after spending so much time in a car together, we had devolved into open and honest conversation, sp...
********* Andy sat in her office quickly scanning through security footage. Every once and a while, an employee would peek their head in asking questions about the menu or whether or not a coupon could be used. She jumped each time someone opened the door, but honestly, there hadn't been much to jump about the past few days- footage wise. She made sure to s...
Day 3 Damn I'm sore. I think this was the first thought going through my mind. Cerys moved up against me. Mumbling something in her sleep. Still at Christine's house. I sighed. Considering everything I guess it's perfectly understandable. These past days had been the most exciting imaginable. And trust me. I can imagine a lot. First Christine. A very good...
She sat at her desk in the library, bored beyond belief. She had taken the job initially as a temporary arrangement after her previous relationship had broken up. With her two children she could no longer work the night shifts that she had been while she was involved, and she needed a day job so that she could work while they girls were in school. It was onl...