She has everything she ever wanted: the three-thousand-plus square foot Cotswold style home in classy Broadcreek outside Cleveland, the two kids (a boy and girl, just as she "planned"), the doting stay-at-home handyman of a husband and the upper management position with a major medical conglomerate. She's pretty, too, the "perfect" forty-year old as some c...
The next morning, when the alarm blared, I woke up with an erection pressed into the crevice of Jane's ass. She bolted right out of bed, and changed from nightdown into sweater and jeans. She looked back at me and the tent pole in my shorts and sighed. "I really wish I could stay and take advantage of that morning wood, but Amelia needs to get to school, the...
"How are you doing?" The message surprised Angie, both in its simplicity and who it was from. She finally got her wits about her and responded. "It's been a minute. Haha I'm ok. How are you?" She knew it probably wasn't the response he was looking for, but she was on autopilot, just as she had been since her husband passed away several months ago. It was t...
Chapter Three: "The next few weeks" The next morning, Monday, all was well. Jessie drove Jenny to school. Before she left her, Jessie said to Jenny, "Remember, you are to delay as long as you can until Silva shows up." "Yes mom." Jessie drove to work and had a great day. First, her immediate boss thanked her for her hard work. Then the CEO sent her a pe...
Author's note: This is a story based on Pretty Little Liars and takes place during Series 5, at which point all the characters are 18 or over. *** "Hello loser." Hearing those horribly familiar words combined with the horrifying sight of Alison DeLaurentis sitting on the bed of her motel room had Mona Vanderwaal stopping dead in her tracks, the momentary...
For as long as I can remember, visions and memories of Debby have always had a special place in my cranium and my heart. I first got to know her when she was hanging out with my sister. Back then, she was cute, but at that time, just in a plain sort of way. No one except her parents and my sister Sarah seemed to notice her or pay attention to her. After pube...
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Until about three months ago, everything in my life seemed close to perfect. Julie and I were approaching our third anniversary and had started to talk about "the last big step". That's what she called parenthood. So many steps to becoming a "grownup": college, shacking up, getting married. But you're not all the way adulting until you have a child. Adults h...
It was an exciting opportunity, I was moving to San Antonio, Texas on a 2 year secondment for the multinational company I was currently working at. I was born and raised in Delhi and I had not ventured very far. It was always a dream of mine to visit the great United States of America. I was staying in an apartment provided by the company and I tried to set...
The sun beat down on Mei's shoulders. It was past noon, the hottest part of the day. She ran the back of her hand across her face. It came away wet with sweat. This was meant to be a short ten-minute walk, but time stretched on and on. Mei paused under a tree and checked her tote bag: swim goggles, a couple dollar bills, and a towel. She was looking forward...