Lucy woke very suddenly. Squinting, she rubbed her eyes, groggy, sore, as if she'd been sleeping for far too long. And then she felt the sudden need to vomit. Fuck. She wasn't on solid ground. Or, it seemed, Earth. The fucking asteroid drifting by the bubble like window was kind of fucking hard to miss. And she was naked. In space. She bolted out of...
Chapter 25 SharkMarybeth drummed her fingers on her desk, her face frowning as she looked at Carmen. She wasn't frowning at Carmen; she was frowning at what Carmen had just asked. Carmen, for her part, wondered if Marybeth was ever going to come up with an answer, but she finally did. It was a punt. "Lauren, what do you think?" Carmen had asked if they were...
I'm sorry for taking so long to finish this, and to be honest, I'm not really happy with it, but I have to let it go and see what the readers think. Our polyamorous threesome are living, learning, and loving together, and there are things they all still have to learn about each other... ***** I hate waking up alone, but it happens a couple of times a week...
We hardly spoke all day. We somehow made it thru the day. We even slept in the same bed that night but never talked or touched. Tuesday morning came and I dressed and went to work. I made it thru the day without getting much work done. The biggest void was the absence of the quick phone calls and text messages back and forth with silly and sometimes sexy mes...
Angelo was still working on Shayna's blonde wig. He fussed with it, combed it, and teased it. Angelo knew a romantic style was very important to Sir Dominique. Shayna was escorted to a tremendous makeup table. Saki placed a headband on her that stretched her scalp and raised her non-existent eyebrows into a feminine position. Shayna could tell Saki was an e...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity - 29 The revenge of the Mexican breakfast Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from...
"The weekend starts here!" Was how Jools Holland introduced the music programme The Tube at 6pm every Friday night in the early 1980's. But when did last weekend begin? When I left Jens house wearing tiny tartan miniskirt and a new pair of black fishnet stockings? When I kissed my husband goodbye before I drove to Jens house? When I hid the sports bag cont...
(Inspired by and Based Upon "Contact" by Little White Mouse) By The Preve Thanks to Todger 65 for editing. Author's note: This story was written years ago, so forgive some of the crude edges. ***** Lt. Kate Sanders of the United Nations Interstellar Service, stood on the beach looking at the ocean. If not for her predicament's ambiguity, she would...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life, which I am adapting and editing. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old. His younger frie...
After the kids had all moved out Robert and I found ourselves alone with little in common. I wondered if all these years it had been all about the children. I wondered if Rob and I really had any reason to stay together. We rarely had sex any more. We did not talk except at breakfast and dinner. We seldom went to bed at the same time any more. We did very li...