CHAPTER 20 - DO YOU LIKE TO WATCH? (NOTE TO READER: One of my followers suggested that I might start my chapters with a comment about my story. As many have surmised, this is not a story of fiction. My writing reflects real events in my life. As described to one reader, "As written, the timeline is probably 90% accurate; the dialogues are probably 85% accur...
Emily's Second Solo Holiday by Vanessa Evans Part 02 It was late morning when the yacht turned into a big bay. There was 4 or 5 yachts already there but Aryn dropped the anchor about 15 metres from one that looked like it had just 4 young men on it. Wren and I were still standing on the sunbathing deck, totally naked and watching the young men. Aryn sho...
A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans As usual, it's best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 08 Jade's Second Party Beaver and I arrived a bit early after promising to help Jade with the last minute organisation. Beaver and I had thrown a couple of dresses in the back of daddy's car and driven there naked, a...
Illinois with Ellen, September 1st. Ellen arrives on the afternoon of September 1st. I show her the house. Upstairs I show her the bedrooms. She'll be staying in the spare bedroom for now. I set her up with a drawer and closet space. As I'm showing her the master bedroom, I hand her a copy of the rules. "Ellen, please read this rules." Rule #1: You will ca...
JOANNA It's my son's school play today. Backstage, teachers and parents rush fussily from here to there amid a flock of costumed kids. It's not how I usually allow myself to get. But I'm the class's resident Journalist Mom and I've let them suck me into this fully. The play's star and guest of honor happens to be an alumnus who went on to become a moderatel...
"Skip" Richardson was a sophomore business major at Urban University: twenty years old, a nice-enough kid from the affluent suburbs, and a member of one of the most popular fraternities on campus. Skip was slim, blond, blue-eyed, and good-looking. He was a bit short and a bit shy, but a most likable guy and attractive to plenty of young ladies. It was late F...
Brooke Johnson was a beautiful woman. Her face was pretty and she had long, soft blonde hair that was propped up into a very tight bun. She had large breasts, yet a thin waistline. Her firm bottom was covered by a black Ponte-knit pencil skirt that stopped just above her knees. Sheer, glossy pantyhose matched her milky skin tone and ran down to her feet, dre...
1. An Intriguing Opportunity Dr John Rogers stopped reading the report and glanced up at his laptop when he heard the chiming sound that indicated that he was due for a meeting. He pushed his glasses further up his aquiline nose and smiled as he saw the notification informing him that young Amber Smyth was due in the next few minutes. He leant back in his e...
Chapter 9 Reality is Much Better The girls beat us to the restaurant and had chosen a booth with a high padded back. My first thought was that this would keep our conversation from being broadcast around the local area. Maybe that was optimistic based on the reception we got. "Woo hoo, they're here," Candy loudly proclaimed as she spotted us. I took a qui...
(This story is inspired by The Luther Vandross song of the same name.) What you are about to read is odd for me. As a rule I never try to post my stories to more than on site. This is a unique situation in that this is the first of two reprints of stories posted on another site. My thanks to my friend Isaac Newton for his editing and his challenging comment...