Note- To the memory of Kate O'Mara. The characters described here are only inspired by those owned by BBC Corporation. xxx "Excellent landing, right on the money." The Doctor looked on proudly as she looked at the blue box that stood in the corner of UNIT HQ laboratory. The time and space machine, or TARDIS, had materialised in precisely the same spot w...
Author's Note: This is my story, I wrote it, stealing is lame. If you don't like it, don't read it. Thanks for any comments, votes, feedback, or favorites. This second chapter is by request; this is the end (I swear, but not really). Hope you enjoy: * The memory of one of Steven's hate filled attacks cut her mind against Albert's wild twisting of her heave...
The following story is written for entertainment purposes and has no relation to actual persons. My name is Nancy and the following series of stories are, why don't we just say, based on my life. They are written for entertainment and I think maybe for therapy purposes! I am 37 years old and married to a wonderful husband. I have two stepsons (his) and one...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Well, I got the job. I am now the assistant of TV actor Matt Steiner, star of the popular series The Single Life. I'm assuming the agency feels I can handle the incredibly mind-wobbling responsibility of this job: make him coffee, pick up his dry-cleaning, and, more importantly, pay his bills and run his errands. You can envy me now, girls! This is by no me...
** Note: This story is purely fictional. All characters and actions they perform are fictional as well. ** "God, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I yelled as I bounced up and down in Mike's lap. He was sitting on the couch, his hands at his sides as I lifted myself up and down, impaling myself on his engorged dick. It had been a little over a week since my last '...
I see dead people. An odd phenomenon is happening now that I'm getting older. Suddenly, I know more dead people than I do living people, a not so subtle reminder of what's in store for me, later than sooner, I hope. It occurred to me when an old friend from high school suddenly died of a heart attack the other day. It hit home because he was my age. He coul...
NOTE: All characters are over 18 years of age. **************** I was unusually nervous as I pulled into Inkpen Close to pick-up Julie. She was a tall, leggy girl with small, ripe breasts, porcelain skin and sleek, styled, short hair. 'I'm not going to be serious,' I said to myself as Julie emerged from the soulless new estate house which still bore the si...
It was dark when she left her room. Time of day was irrelevant here. If the sun wasn't up, towering lights cast an unnaturally white glow over the area and work continued. She sighed and her breathe appeared before her; It was going to be a cold day. Eve considered going back to get her jacket, but the cafeteria building wasn't that far. She felt her nipples...
This is the story of how my two characters Mattie and Cerys met. All my stories are about them but all the stories stand on their own. I felt like I had known Mattie my whole life. She had literally saved my life on many occasions. The spiral of depression and self harm I had slipped into just before I met her were threatening to wipe out my existence. I ne...