*Abbreviated Disclaimer* As before: These are fictional events based on real people and written as an erotic homage to their sexiness and funniness. Also worth noting: The chapter before this one was quite long and this one will be much shorter but most chapters of this series should fall somewhere in between. Last thing: I've seen the Lee Newton feedbac...
"No, listen. Listen! I'm telling you, the goddamned cab driver dropped me off at the wrong place." The young woman stalked down the desolate street, shoulders hunched deep within her suit jacket. Her black high heels clicked-clacked on the broken sidewalk. Rows of old brick houses lined the street. The buildings were built in rapid development decades ago bu...
This is a sequel to "Will He Catch Us?" * The following week, Trisha totally avoided Jimmie. He called several times, at first furious, then offering her a chance to apologize, then furious again and once drunk and almost crying. She didn't know what to do or what to say to him. After having sex with his roommate right in front of him, there was no way sh...
***All characters are over 18*** Trisha was seated on Britney's bed, her eyes down on her lap. The petite cheerleader's legs didn't reach the floor, so her feet dangled in the air, her flip-flops ajar. She had pulled her long, wavy brown hair into a long ponytail that dangled down her slim back, between the straps of her lacy tank top. Her hands were folded...
This is a fictional story. * Jay and Mike were sitting in their freshman dorm room on Thursday night studying but also thinking about the weekend ahead. It was October 26th and both were planning on staying at college for the weekend. "We got to find a way to meet some more of the woman downstairs," Mike said. "Yeah...but how do we accomplish that," Jay...
I recently bumped into a work colleague while I was doing the shopping after work. It had been a while, some weeks, since I had seen Trisha, and a pleasant surprise it was. She had been away working on a project she told me, and was home for the first time in three weeks, Wearing non-work clothes she looked even better than she did in her work gear. The loos...
They left the house and got into Jules car and drove downtown to a restaurant that Katherine hadn't been to before. They got out and walked across the parking lot holding hands with each other, Katherine being in the middle. They entered the place and stood together inside. Chanelle approached a tall, attractive looking woman with short, cropped , blonde hai...
***All characters are over 18*** Trisha threw her backpack and her gym bag into the trunk of her mother's car. Her mom worked from home on Fridays, so she let Trisha drive herself to school. Cheerleading practice had run longer than usual, and the sun was already dipping down below the horizon as Trisha pulled out of the school parking lot. She turned on th...
Pretty much everyone knows about Stockholm Syndrome - the name given to the condition that occurs when a hostage befriends or starts to feel compassion for his or her captor. I wonder if there is a similar syndrome for rape victims? I watched my wife being raped but she never told me about it and never reported it to the authorities. And even though I know s...
Trisha grunted in irritation under Jimmie's weight as she helped him lurch drunkenly along the sidewalk. He wasn't leaning on her all that heavily, as his roommate, Russ, was supporting him from the other side. But it was still more than Trisha really wanted to do. Especially because of the giggling. Jimmie was drunk. Staggering drunk. Not a crime in itself...