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The full moon was bright enough to cast shadows over the cool summer night, up in the Rockies. Brooklyn and a group of her friends were vacationing for a week at her father's cottage in Washington State. She'd brought along her three best friends, Emma, Leslie, and Yoko; Emma and Leslie's boyfriends, Dylan and Chris; Yoko's step-brother Daniel; and her own b...
So that was Ballyshanasy Castle. To “Blue” it looked like it was growing out of the craggy cliffs that overlooked the sea on the Dingle Peninsular, grey-brown in the mist. It was what the Irish called a “soft” day. The incessant light and shade play of the showers coming in from across the vast Atlantic, had given way to a pearlescent mist that made the sce...
(continuation) I've managed to get off the bed without waking her... I prepare the coffee, some toast, some butter – just in case Donna will ask again for some bread & butter, some bacon and some salami... I take the tray and enter the room – Donna is sitting on the arm chair, combing her hair. "Hey! You're awake! Good morning!" I say with a cheerful voi...
Owen and I had been best friends since junior high. We gravitated toward each other due to our disinterest in the opposite sex and the strong feminine streaks which neither of us tried to conceal. Even after graduating from high school, we were still very much alike: small-statured, thin, and cute. We both had pouty lips, button noses, and bubble butts. Alth...
I stood in his bathroom, brushing my teeth and thinking about how mirrors in California were much larger than on the East Coast. Blake moved into this apartment two days after I arrived for my ten-day visit. It was my input that decided this place and it was based entirely on the abundant wall-to-wall mirrors in the bathroom and bedroom. As a city girl, this...
When my body stops vibrating and my muscles finally relax enough for me to be steady on my feet, I turn the spray off and step out of the shower. I grab my soft fluffy bathrobe and slip my arms into the sleeves, letting it drape over my still sensitive body. My hair is still dripping, so I wrap it turban-style in a towel to prevent it from wetting the collar...
Chapter 9. The Recruitment of Barbara The time had come for Ludlow to completely reveal himself to Barbara. A thorough background investigation had been discreetly conducted; as he had hoped and expected, Barbara’s credentials checked out. Over a period of a few weeks Ludlow initiated a series of seemingly impromptu conversations regarding the current world...
©This story is an original copyright. Any similarity is pure coincidental. Forgery or publishing without the permission of the author is fraudulent. This is my second attempt. Critics are welcomed (as usual). I know that I have been receiving many critics due to my lack of judgment regarding my first submission so I try to make this story more understandabl...
Turk Louis is the name. I'm a burly guy, late thirties. Married once, no kids, thank the Lord. I'm a computer programmer at Long & Therus, a major seller worldwide. Make enough to spend some bucks. Dress well, look good. Drive a flash sports car. Have a great pad. I'm lucky enough to have my glass-walled office near the ladies washroom, seventh floor. I lik...