Two Weeks Later....... A lazy Wednesday afternoon found Valerie Benchkoff piddling around the house, washing a few dishes, making out a grocery list and trying to decide what to fix for dinner. Gazing longingly out the window above the sink, at the same marvelous view of the backyard, barn and endlessly stretching fields that she had grown to love over the...
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Ten more Smokey lebbis, coming at'cha, my friends. There were eleven in the first portion, and there is a reason for that; it's not some weird homage to Spinal Tap or anything. The idea's just to keep the girls together who are featured in the same Sagas. I.e., Cass and Victoria (#10 and #11) were both in the same story together—and were in fact lovers—so I...
Chapter 12: A Welcome Visitor Junie had spent the better part of a day taking down the chains and the pulleys from the basement ceiling and together she and Bob had moved the cross, swing and the other furniture out to the garage and discretely stacked them behind some other furniture Bob was working on. Junie chattered enthusiastically, "It will be so nice...
She walked up to the desk clerk "My name is Rebecka Adams, I believe you have a message for me?" The desk clerk handed her an envelope. She stepped away from the desk and opened it. Inside was a key card and a note. "534" was all it said. Rebecka thought to her self, "You can still back you can still back out of this. You don't have to go. Just walk aw...
Dedicated to a green-eyed girl from the Northwest. It had been such a bad day for Liz. Her cubicle at the newspaper sales office took on the feel of a cell at San Quentin. Her obnoxious co-workers had their "jerk-meters" cranked up to eight; a car dealer had threatened to pull his two-page ad because the paper ran a story about their little habit of sellin...
Leading me into her room, and then towards the bed, I saw she had left the door open after entering. "You ah...might want to close that. As long as the doors to our rooms are closed, Doreen knows not to enter." And though it was early yet, not even eight in the morning, Doreen usually began making her rounds, cleaning rooms and changing sheets on the beds w...
When my plane touched down in Atlanta, I felt like I wanted to get out and kiss the ground, working in South America for two years made you really appreciate what you had in the good old USA. I had spent two years closing manufacturing plants in Brazil, all had fallen victim to the downturn in the economy. I had a week off before I had to appear at corporate...
Hands. Strong, wet and slippery hands. Pulling, tugging, probing her places. How many hands, 4?, no 6. Oh god, 8 pair of hands, everywhere. Pulling hair, around her throat, fingers in her mouth, and fingers in her g-string. How did she get here how did she let this happen. Why did she let this happen? Did she want it to stop! Yes, no, NO! The conseq...
Mr. Lydal is on his way back from a business trip in Los Angeles. Somewhere in the deserts of Oklahoma he decides Chicago is too far to drive tonight. He pulls his company Lexus into a shitty little motel. The motel just screams tacky with the fake palm trees and the big plastic tiki statue. On the sign out front it says 'Sunny Pines Motel'. Mr. Lydal though...