When she woke later that morning, Sean had already left. The clock flashed nine o'clock. The aroma of coffee wafted through her apartment. She rose from her bed and padded to the kitchen. There was a plate of cranberry orange muffins next to the coffee machine. Nina picked up the note next to the plate. A peace offering. Dinner tonight? Nina was startled...
The Vicar continues to juggle encounters, hoping his parents won't find how exactly how well he knows his Quilting Ladies. Dinner was at seven, so there was time to relax and freshen up after we got back from the cinema before the other guests arrived. After a quick shower, I worked through some more papers on my desk and got myself organized for the weeke...
This is the first part of a much longer saga I have written in my head but am only now getting round to putting to paper. All characters involved in sexual acts are 18 or older if noted. Fair warning, this story involves peeing, drinking pee and girls eating each other out. If that's not for you then feel free to find another story. Still with me? Good. Com...
“Watch out for the bat!” I ducked just in time as a flying toy buzzed through the plastic hair on my Frankenstein’s monster mask and crashed into the wall. Immediately, two girls rushed to retrieve it. First to get there was a sensuous Black Cat. With her buxom build and auburn hair flowing down her black velvet back, I guessed that it was Kitty Rourke, the...
I love Martha, not just as the first person character in this sequel to the story about my birthday present for my sister, but also as an author. Sure, I created her, but her personality evolved during the writing to my liking better than that of some other characters. I have returned to her as the main character in two other series, which may eventually be...
Chapter 1: Opening Moves I: The crime scene was located in suburbia Virginia, in a nondescript middle-class cul de sac. I pulled up in my beige sedan as a team of agents with "FBI" on their windbreakers were loading up. They all gave me one look. None of them gave me a second. I try to be unworthy of second glances, both through my attire and a few magica...
A/N: Ahh thank you guys so much for your responses to my first story! They were very helpful and intensely appreciated! This story here has taken me a while to finish, but I hope y'all enjoy nevertheless. ***** "Do you remember Thomas?" I placed my waffles and orange juice on the small kitchenette table and sat to eat. I could feel my brother's eyes wa...
Tuesday, June 8th LAURA BURKE "Good morning, Adrian," I set down my coffee. "How'd you sleep?" He barely glances at me, yawning as he shuffles into the kitchen and starts making his breakfast. His shoulder pops audibly as he reaches up to grab a cereal bowl, almost like someone is snapping their fingers, and I wince. He doesn't react to it. He's been wo...
Nobody likes being frog-marched in public under the best of circumstances, especially a famous screen actress. "Who are you?" demanded Monika, "Why have I been placed under arrest?" "Stop struggling, you little bitch," von Schitt warned her, "and things will go a lot easier for you. It is futile to resist." "Oh, I forgot, this is Nazi Germany where no on...
Reading the first chapter first will help. Strong sexual content. Love your e-mails and comments! ***** About a month has passed since I last wrote anything about Jim and me. He has had three surgeries to make a new passageway to be able to breathe through his mouth again. It has been a real ordeal for him to go through but all seems to be going well. He i...