It's Lena's turn to wear the bracelet. She has finished taking a leisurely bath and dressing for an evening out: a pucker knit mini dress scooped low in back and stretched to show off every voluptuous curve, black suspender stockings and heels. She has finished applying her makeup and brushing her hair, and she looks ravishing. Fox calls her into the bathr...
This story originally appeared in a slightly different variation, and I owe much thanks to the following authors who offered support and encouragement; Carnage Jackson, TRL, Tim Bisley, VoodooJoe, KMB and Victor Field - a guy couldn’t wish to ride with a finer posse of ruffians. 22nd May, 2002 I stood in the ever expanding line that snaked away from custo...
Hiya!! I enjoy writing stories on request and felt I should share some of my work. A guy requested two strangers hooking up and this is what I came up with. I'm open to constructive criticism just go gentle on the grammar bashing. I'm really working on it. ***** Bridget stuck her thumb out further sighing. Her friend Melonie came running up behind her. "Fl...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Behind Blue Eyes -Part 1: The Tempest Gate- Like a drop of blood over alabaster skin, the fox fled across the desert. Burnt coal paws glided effortlessly along the worn line of indentation, all that was left of an ancient coach-road that once ran through this dry country. Any scant tracks she might have left in the alkali were quickly torn away by gyratin...
Session 1 – The Moment Session 2 – The Enemy Session 3 – The Search Session 4 – The Horror Session 5 – The Coward Session 6 – The Lie Session 7 – The End Session 8 – The Sacrifices Session 9 – The Mission Session 3 – The Search Her colleague looked over her report, turning pale as soon as she hit the spot about Niki and Jodi being impregnated by...
The eve of your final day was upon me. I had spent the last nineteen evenings acclimating you to this life, teaching you of mine and this house's past. You had learned intimate details of myself, my loved ones, my shortcomings, and my triumphs. I sat behind the polished oak desk as you walked into my study, my hands folded over the surface. You were dressed...
This story and all characters are fictional. My sincere thanks to my editor findingmyvoice. Without her encouragement and editing, this story would have never been completed. .................................. Today is the 28th of July 2004, a date Joel Masterson will never forget. It's winter in Adelaide, South Australia. It is cold, windy and raining....
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. My Christmas story. ------- December 2019 I had it all. The good job, the great handsome husband, the two beautiful twin children; a boy and girl. But I have always thought it was all a dream. I never thought I could lose it. No matter how much I had achieved, some things in my life had come too easy f...
OK, this is the opening chapter to my little novel – I think the prologue may have been a little confusing but it was really just to set the stage and background, hopefully this is a bit more straightforward. Any feedback is greatly appreciated this is the first time I have actually written anything major, although I do have my roughs from college the whole...