"Fuck," I muttered lowly. The sound of Simeon Forster Sr. hanging up the phone and Simeon Forster Jr. slamming my front door coincided and left me achingly hollow. I knew I should run after Sim, should chase him down and explain that there was no dinner date and was never going to be one, but my legs wouldn't move, locked in place no doubt by my pride. Outs...
My dear readers; yes... this has taken a long time to write. I'm sorry for making you wait. If it's any consolation, both Imogen and I have been just as frustrated as you. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you for all of your continuing feedback and comments. Cheers - fk For C. I held Sim's shirt closed with one hand and automatically shook Jude's with...
My dear readers... sorry for the wait... He kissed me deeply and I felt his free hand close around my own, gently prying the condom from my grip. "I'll be careful, Sweetness, I promise." Sim's pants and boxers disappeared. I vaguely remember him moving to take them off, but I was so wrapped up in the nervous expectancy of it all that I barely had time to...
[To My Readers: I'm quite sorry this chapter has taken so long. I probably shouldn't have named this story "Writer's Block", since it's apparently become one for me! But trust me, I'm working out the kinks as best I can and fully intend to tell Imogen & Sim's story to the best of my abilities. I thank you as always for your very kind reception of this new st...
Sim's house wasn't what I was expecting. It was smaller and messier than I would have supposed, filled to over-flowing with crooked stacks of books and mismatched furniture, discarded shoes and carelessly tossed aside sweaters. It was wonderful. In the window a large, orange tabby cat ignored me completely, half-asleep in the afternoon sun. Sim ushered me t...
Note before – this is my first of my storeys written in the fantasy genre and my third every story published online. I hope you enjoy it. A second chapter is under consideration depending on your comments and ratings. Please enjoy and leave your thoughts.) The simplest way to describe me is a geek. It's that simple. I always have been. For the majority of...
I dropped the letter like it burned me and sat in stunned silence, my brain whirling furiously. I picked it up and reread it twice. There was no signature, no return address, nothing to indicate who'd written it, but I knew and I wanted to kick him in his smug shins. I reread it again, hating every black stroke of ink which snaked confidently across the pag...
This is party two of my Crossed Wires story. I recommend reading part 1 first. ***** The drive home from the sim session was surprisingly quiet. Sandy kept glancing over at me in the passenger seat, forming a little grin when she caught me running my hands up and down my side and cupping the breasts of my bustier. Oh right, I was still wearing the lingerie...
Prologue "Hey Sim, are you doing anything Monday night?" "Hey Gin, Monday, the 14th?" A pause. "No, nothing special. Why?" "Couple of the girls and I are having a little impromptu gathering in the green room. Be nice if you stopped by." A short pause, then: "Jason's cool with it." Jason was the Company Manager, and if he wasn't cool with it just yet, he s...
Ch. 3 - Eric Blood is life. Without blood there is nothing. And I'm not just speaking from a vampire's point of view. The wonderful thing about blood is that on a planet populated by six billion people, blood is abundant. Not only is blood everywhere but you can get it any possible way imaginable. I prefer mine willing; more pleasure can be had that way. M...