Moving to a new community is always difficult, especially when you're alone, with no friends or relatives to turn to. The advantage though is that you can be anyone you want. My name is Robin and I recently graduated University from Boston, where my family has lived since coming to the US from Ireland. I was only two years old when we came here and have no...
Note: Obviously I did not forget (completely, anyway) about this story. It has just been under a pile of other stories or thoughts, only now unearthed because I have considered what comes next while I go running. So, for those who have kept an eye out—here is another chapter. Many apologies for having changed Mrs. Jameson's first name at some point from chap...
The first three weeks of my six-week stint in France as a language exchange student had been the strangest of my life, chiefly due to my chronic bed-wetting habit and my distinctly unimpressive anatomy. The second three weeks would be even weirder, and would mark me both physically and psychologically for the rest of my life. I was staying with the family o...
It was Thursday. She needed to decide if she was ready to hear all that Keegan had to tell her. She and Rochelle had spoken about it briefly; Rochelle told her she needed to make her own choice. The suggestion was an honest one, but she would've been grateful for some more direction. Some conclusions had been drawn since he'd shown up at her workplace. She...
Chapter 23 - Wendy's Whipping Burnside almost immediately achieved her main goal with Wendy, to get her thought patterns away from what they had been over the past year. Wendy ceased to think about gambling. Her suicide fantasies totally vanished from her mind. Instead her life and thoughts consisted of pleasing her mistress, her correspondence classes, and...
This was a bit of different story for me I hope my readers enjoy it. Just to note I have not abandoned any of my other stories, I just have so many ideas it's hard to find time to write them all. ***** "All right, you're on." Shyamala grinned as she took her husband's hand in acceptance of his bet to drink a shot of zombie, supposedly the strongest drink a...
Fashion is Our Name - Part 14 - The Road to Prague Chapter 35 - An Anxious Journey After a restless sleep on one of the mats with a blanket, my alarm woke me at three-thirty and I put the coffee on as others used the bathroom and dressed in travel clothes. It was a quiet group with thoughts directed inward. Jeremy and Al and Ben came up the stairs, wavi...
So, it's finally here. Many apologies for the delay. I wrote this over a year ago. Unfortunately, extending the story meant that it fell under the 'option' clause in my publishing contract, so I had to submit the extended story to them first. The option has lapsed, so now I'm free to publish here. As per my normal warnings, it's in UK English and contains...
To familiarize yourself with the characters, it would behoove you, dear reader, to start at the outset of this series to tag along. After all, prolonged foreplay leads to the greatest climax. ***************** All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand. But you turned into a lover, and Mother what a lover. You wore me out. ***************** Cha...
Hi, my name is Susan. I am thirty-two years old, five-foot seven with long, thick, blonde hair, and brilliant blue eyes. I have a thirty six-inch pair of breasts, tiny waist and perfect hips. My husband, Stephen, is a successful heart surgeon. We live an upper class, all white neighborhood in a 4,500 square foot home with a pool in the back yard. And I use t...