Part 2 "You want some more coffee, dear?" Nancy lingered at the breakfast table, running a hand through hair that was still damp from the shower as she thought about her strange nightmare and the conversation she'd had with Tina and Glen the day before. Could the man in her nightmares be the dead janitor? "No thanks. Hey, yesterday we were talking about s...
"Yes!" I shout to Tom as we toss our helmets and pads into our lockers. I'd gotten the green light to accompany Tom to Los Angeles for Thanksgiving. The only hitch, I promise to tour UCLA and USC. "No problem," Tom replies as we walk toward the showers. "I'll drive you. But they're called the Trojans, you know." "What?" I don't have clue what he's talkin...
"Michelle, you're 9:00 appointment is here." "Thanks, Tasha, I'll be right out." Michelle was an esthetician with her own clinic. Her clients were varied, mostly women, but lately the number of men coming through the door had picked up. Most came for hair removal on their back, either wax or laser, but some were into bodybuilding and had most of their body...
Looking back, all the signs were there. Rita never wanted sex anymore. That alone didn't alarm me, given our sex life had never been vigorous. Then she started paying more attention to her appearance after years of neglect. Throw in the prolonged absences without sound explanations. The whispered phone conversations which ended abruptly when I entered th...
I tried not to think about Drew as I got undressed. It was one of those rare humid summer days, and my tank top clung to my breasts as I lifted it gently off and flung it to the ground. It landed on an empty Ben and Jerry's carton. Gasping from the heat and exasperation, I scurried around my room attempting to clear away the evidence of three weeks' heartbre...
Robbie's Sitter – Daphne 1 – The job revealed Daphne, a conceited, tall blond, a month out of high school for good, almost didn't take the job. "But Mom! He's RETARDED!" complained the lithe, tanned beauty, throwing her long, wavy blond hair over her shoulder, eyes glowering, pink-painted lips in a tight line under a cute, narrow nose. "It's...
Disclaimer: This is my first story. It's a work of complete fiction and something that has evolved as I've been writing it. I wanted to write something that would really get me going, if I read it. So, in an attempt to make it as hot as possible, I wrote this story over 1 week - during which I did not have any sex. Whenever I sat down to write; I watched p...
Liz Brannigan was asleep. Her warm, naked body was curled up against him in a fetal position. She was sucking her thumb, which he found to be very endearing. Derek Talbot smiled. She looked so beautiful and innocent, like a little girl. Her shaved pubis only added to the effect. They hadn't fucked; they had made love - there was a distinction. A shadow...
"The Romonus are approaching!" A woman's screams echoed through my small village. In the far corners of my mind I knew this day would come. My grandmother, the most powerful witch of The Volusion tribe, had foreseen this event. She saw the horses galloping in the smoke, the crackling of splinters signifying the fire of gunshots. Somehow they knew of my pre...
As always, I hope you enjoy this. Don't forget, a vote and/or a comment from you is a good reward for us writers! ***** There was a time, in England, when you could be arrested for being a Catholic. And it wasn't hard - in fact it was common - for the authorities to upgrade you from "imprisoned" to "tortured" and then to "executed". To be fair, this was a...