I waited until Anithis had completely re-laced my bodice to my dress before responding to his request. There was no way I could let him know the words to make the portal to my world. If he was able to carry 'druidic' powers with him, who knows what kind of mayhem he could cause there? I wouldn't do it. "I can't tell you that." When I gave him my answer, I...
Waiting...I've never been to good at it. I find I get anxious and my mind starts racing. Glancing at my phone, I realize it's been 9 minutes since I last spoke with Phil. That's 9 minutes he could have changed his mind about wanting to meet me for coffee. "I knew it" I think to myself, "I knew it was too good to be true. Stupid online dating; he's not coming...
I finished varnishing the last part of the bow, stepped back and looked to inspect my houseboat. I was satisfied with the finish and I hadn't missed any bits. I had bought it off an elderly gentleman earlier in the year, who had no use for it any longer and with a bit of loving care, I had restored it to an acceptable and living standard. I had worked ha...
Part 7 — Together again "Who is it then? Go on, who is he?" Judith was sitting drinking Cappuccino with her very best friend, the friend she had known since 'forever;' the one she had been with on countless holidays; mostly, as it happened, when her friend was between marriages. It did not actually look like they would be going to Turkey, after all, in th...
She sat in front of her computer listlessly and mulled things over in her mind. She mentally went over the conversation in her own head, checking for loopholes and hints she might have accidently missed. Having finally come to a decision she opened her laptop and stared for a moment at the black screen then began typing as her white script appeared in the u...
I hadn't seen Maize in five years. We'd been friends, but at opposite sides of the friend group: She was Tom's friend, I was Clare's, Tom and Clare had been the couple holding it all together- still were, inviting us all out to their family's log cabin, the place where it had all started, back when time began. I was the second to arrive, and Maize was firs...
Author's Note: This story is a sequel to Good Girl: Day One, though you don't need to read it to enjoy this. This story involves pet play, watersports, and humiliation. ***** It was around seven in the evening. Early enough that anyone who stepped out into our yard would have seen a thirty year old blonde woman in a plastic pool as her husband sprayed her...
Pat is an 'interdimensional ambulatory intelligence' (Pat's words, not mine) that happened into our lives by way of a mysterious unordered pizza delivery while Chancy and I were practicing selections from the Illustrated Kama Sutra while high on home-brewed angel trumpet flower infusion and a semi-heroic dose of Psilocybe cubensis var. 'Golden Teacher'. No...
"Lady Kendall?" I woke to the sound of Vytex's voice breathing in my ear, tickling my lobe as he spoke. I felt as if I had been run over by a train and groaned as I sat up to stare at the clock. The numbers read 8:32 but as I crawled slightly closer I could see it said it was "AM" instead of the "PM" hour I was expecting. We had slept all afternoon and night...
Jake stared at her, especially her legs, from the next table over. He knew she was planning to be here, which is the entire reason he even came to this stupid poetry club, but he had no idea she'd be wearing that! He was incredibly thankful she'd never worn that to class or he would've flunked by now! He rubbed the top of his thigh with one hand and grippe...