The Curse of The Ex-Girlfriend Motif: The Cure For Sinning In Threes (a.k.a. He Smiles and Breaks Hearts) It's strange the way you've shaped your hair into a semblance of a mohawk. I might call it a faux hawk, but really it's just a copy cat version of that singer from The Bravery. You look like him. You look like a young Elvis as you strut your stuff arou...
First, I would like to say, as a reader I always find it interesting how contributors come up with their stories -- Then I wrote my first story and as I started writing it, I already had my next story in the works, the one you are now reading, in mind plus others that could be spun off, plus again, as I started to complete this story, my next story is alread...
Gnarly Reese whipped through the Chicago traffic like a pro. Even though Naomi's car was not his kind of ride it was fun. Even better, it was a convertible, with the top down exposing the owner of the vehicle to anyone looking. He had locked his landlady's clothing in the trunk forcing her to ride nude. Shockingly, she couldn't stop laughing. Nor could shoul...
Any and all participants of a sexual nature are 18 or older. Bens Diner To this day it amazes me how many people will order a burger, fries and a soft drink for breakfast. I offer the regular breakfast items as well, but part of the original draw to Ben's Burgers and Breakfast was that folks could have a burger anytime we were open, which included one wit...
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! The alarm on Heidi Baker's cell revived her, eyelashes fluttering against the morning daylight illuminating through her skylight as well as through thin curtains over her Eastern window. She needed blinds, the curtain was completely sheer and facing the parking lot. Pretty compromising at night with her lights on exposing her. Not that...
_(*(*(-)*)*)_ I smacked myself in the head for what seemed like the fiftieth time today. Way to go asshole. I glanced at my watch. Gavin would be here any minute, and I was no closer to figuring out what to do than I was when he dropped me off this morning. The amount of work I had to do and the fact that I didn't sleep last night (sigh) kept my brain foggy...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about previous chapters of this story. Thank you to Margaret who proofread for me. I hope you enjoy this chapter. ~ellie * Nik smiled down on the man who had his lips wrapped around the big strap-on cock she wore. Men were so easy, they thought with their dicks and if you could give them...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about the resumption of the story. Thank you again to blunajana who offered to help me with proofreading. Taking her advice I would like to mention that I have made mention of the Poem "My Country" by Dorothea McKellar for anyone interested in this as they read. I have also used a uniquely...
It had been a month since that fateful day when Peri had spilled her lunch over herself and Josh Craig. At work he was all business, they had both decided it was best to keep what happened between them outside work. He was still the arrogant control freak she had always known in the office, but there were subtle changes in his demeanour now, and how he inter...
Copyright 2011, All Rights Reserved * Sarah Bell was wondering how she had gotten to this point in her life. How could she be so miserable? And worse, she knew it was all her own fault. Sarah had made her own bed, so to speak, and now she was sleeping in it. Alone. And THAT was a large part of her problem. She shivered from the cold — standing outside on...