After Lorraine handed the customer his change back, she wiped her sweaty brow and face with a handkerchief and drank some water from her bottle. She sat back down on a folding chair next to her friend, Beth, in their tent booth that shielded away the sun's bright, glaring rays. People strolled up and down Center Street, occasionally stopping by to purchase s...
Part VIII When Secrets Come Out and Date Night The next day was uneventful, and Mary would not even talk to me about what happened in the video she brought me last night. She did not say she would not talk to me about it, just avoided my questions and changed the subject frequently. I thought that I would just play it off as if I did not notice, and wait a...
"He's hot, that's for sure, but I hear Monica's after him too, Tiff." Celia fiddled with her chestnut hair, as she looked over at Tiffany Dorsett who stood in front of her locker reluctantly looking for her US History book. The two girls hated History class, to them it was boring and dull with one possible exception. "Monica? Monica's not going to interest...
They were maybe 2 miles into their adventure through the woods behind the cabin where they were staying at. It was the "honeymoon cabin" that lay a few acres separate from the rest of the campground down the road, but they weren't there for any special reason...only to get away from their everyday stresses and routine life. "We've gotta be halfway by now ri...
Chapter 2: The Second Night Note: Part one of this story "Together Again pt01: First Night" is listed in the Romance category. The next evening found us in the hotel's oversized bathtub, soaking in the effervescent effects of a "Phucket" bath bomb from Lush. We laughed, splashed and joked as the hibiscus scent floated up from the foam. "What are we doing...
I have never really considered driving to be a sexy thing to do. The thought of sitting in a car with a complete stranger actually makes my stomach churn. I have had lessons before but I had never taken them seriously, why should I drive when I had a husband to do it for me. Now divorced I thought it was time to finish what I had started all those years ago...
"Come here, Big Boy," Cindy purred as she sprawled out sideways across the bed. Her body, still warm from the shower, was growing warmer as thoughts of making love passed through her mind. "Jesus, Cynthia. For God's sake get some clothes on. Mom is expecting us downstairs for dinner in fifteen minutes." Tom pulled his tan slacks up over his light blue boxe...
I awoke to find the golden light dancing off Mindy's hair subtly through the blinds, dragging me roughly out of my sleep. The pounding hadn't yet subsided in my head; indicating the first signs of morning, and Mindy was still asleep, gently sighing on top of me, arms still wrapped around my back. I moved a hand to shake off the bedspread before realising tha...
~For my Master and Mistress ************************** Why do we always want something that we can't have? How do you justify that? The fact that you're yearning for someone, dying of need but yet that person is so far away. Where does one go to confess such a thing? Or better yet, how can that problem be solved? How can that yearning be sated, that need...
As they wheeled me into the operating room, I remembered playing simple one-finger songs on the piano at the age of four and feeling those happy melodic sounds resonate throughout my being. Life seemed normal then but sometime in fourth grade, it changed. All the boys and many of the girls made fun of my blonde hair, the way I spoke and of my slight physique...