Epona stood on tiptoes to see out of the porthole. She was on her second month at sea and she was beyond stir crazy. She fidgeted with chestnut hair and chewing on a pail rose lip. Her tiny cell on the ship was not technically a prison, but it was closing in on her like one. It was four plain plank walls with a high port in the left hand corner was a cot on...
There is no explicit sex in this story. No part of this story may be published at any other site or in any other form without the express written permission of the author. © December 25, 2006 ******* Chapter One 'His thick dark hair sure accentuates his heavy set brow,' she observed. 'Together they give his eyes a deep shadowy, almost sinister look...
I stepped out of the shower, only to find Gina waiting for me in my room. "Remember to open the door for her, and do everything you can to treat her like a lady," she told me, as though I didn't already know. I was getting ready for my date with mom, and for some reason, Gina had gotten it into her head that I didn't know how to treat a woman, properly. "Yo...
Hello my name is Charlize Waters. Everyone calls me Charlie. I'm quickly approaching 30 years of age and dreading it. The big 3 0. I've been pulling gray hairs out of my hair brush for the last year. I'm also noticing lines on my forehead whenever I look in the mirror. Some might say that 30 isn't old at all, but you have a tendency to feel old when the majo...
Chapter 2: The Deck I woke up just after 12:30 PM. My thoughts quickly turned to the late night and early morning rendezvous I enjoyed in the woods the day before. Did I actually run around naked in the woods at the edge of town and masturbate in the creek? Did raccoons actually take my clothes? Or was it all just an amazing dream I had fantasized about?...
“Where’d the time go?”, he wondered walking in his backyard drinking his morning coffee. “How many days and weeks amounting to months did I wish winter away? Now it’s gone, the daffodils are in bloom and I’m still right here, where it all began and I haven’t even ordered the new rods yet. Am I wasting my life away? I wish she were still here. Things be diffe...
CHAPTER 1 I met him in Paris, the most romantic city in the world. We were both spending a bit of time after finishing school. I was taking a year before university, he had just the summer after leaving school and before starting work. Two eighteen-year olds out in the world. He thought I was French and local because of the way I was talking with some othe...
The following day was the same routine for Ashleigh, only now, she knew that Simon was aware she may be watching. So instead she found herself in the upstairs bedroom with a pair of binoculars. She felt like a pervert, but rather than making her feel disgusted with herself, it just turned her on all the more. From this angle and with the increased magnificat...
Part 1 (Author's note: This story is set in the fictional town of Mountford in England near Salisbury. As far as I know, there are no mountains in the vicinity. 'Football' here refers to the game played with a black-and-white ball, not the American game.) It was chaos. "Mum would say 'I told you so' if she was here," Leslie said to her future roommate....
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