Ryan could not believe it. After 6 weeks, his life was on the floor. His new client project was struggling. One of his daughters had crashed into a car and was in a cast. His wife was angry for being passed over for a promotion. And now, his relationship with Summer was probably gone. Emotion rolled over him. Not since his mother died, Ryan shed tears. He wa...
This series picks up where "Christmas with Summer" left off. "Summer Voodoo" follows this one. ~ ~ ~ "Jake, promise me that I'll never wake from this dream...." Sighing contentedly while pulling our light blanket over us, she hugged herself against my bare chest. Once she was all settled in, I wrapped my arms around her slender shoulders and kissed her f...
[This story is fiction. Any similarities are purely coincidental] [C] Copyright 2008 * "We are not lovers, we are not romantics, we are here to serve you" -Marilyn Manson "Get down on your knees!" Britt ordered Summer. She stood over her, holding a leash that attached at the clip to a spiked collar. She pulled at the throat as Summer was yanked back. "...
Back in the safety and seclusion of my mountain retreat later that afternoon, Summer and I sat back and drank a few beers to unwind, allowing the adrenaline and endorphins racing through our systems to subside somewhat. "I think we succeeded in getting inside his head a little," I told Summer. "Yeah...no question about that," she exhaled. "Now what's this...
Chapter 5 Summer and I both lay very sleepily and lazily on her bed for much of that morning after the breakfast and cowgirl-style sex. Before I knew it, we had dozed off again completely, my sweet new fiancee resting her head with its soft, golden hair on my chest for comfort and intimacy. I slept until roughly noon, when the sunlight was too bright in my...
Summer's mind swam with questions as she hurried outside. How had Cynthia known about her changes? Did she see the bulge of her erection? Maybe she was in the bathroom? Had the maintenance man told her something? And what would she ask in return for keeping quiet? Money? An endorsement? One thing was for sure: this was not going to turn out well, and just wh...
She was Andrea Parker, but no one ever called her that. Everyone, even her family called her Summer. She was just nineteen, no longer a girl but not exactly a woman. She was somewhere in between, where she managed to maintain the charms of both. She could pass for much younger when she wanted to, but she was otherwise experienced well beyond her years. Sum...
"Aha! I see you found the old tank top," Dave said, hugging Summer from behind as she stood at the kitchen counter chopping potatoes. Wrapping her arms around his, Summer smiled. "Did you think there was any chance I wouldn't? I'd already found it way before you left your phone message." "Well, I was right, you do look absolutely amazing in it." "Thank yo...
Disclaimer: All characters are fictional and of age. Please read and enjoy! ~~~~~~~~ It was in the way that she smiled when she was looking at something else that had always mesmerized Jordan. Sure, Summer was beautiful when she was smiling directly at him, her pale blue eyes twinkling with mischief, her cheeks flushed pink, her smile lighting up the worl...
All characters are over eighteen. All people and places are fictional. ***** Way after midnight. A summer moon, nearly full. I fumble for the lamp next to my bed, but decide not to blind myself. I stumble through the darkness to the living room, look out the back window, rub my eyes to try and focus. A naked girl runs through my yard. "What the fuck?" I m...