A faint frown of concentration crossed Debbee's beautiful face as the eighteen-year-old carefully applied her lipstick, running the small, salmon-pink tipped tube across her full lips until they were bathed in moist colour. Pressing her sensuous lips briefly together, Debbee's slim fingers took the maroon lip pencil from the table before her and began to pai...
It was a week since the beginning of our infatuation. Well, it was a week since the staff bowling outing. 'Infatuation' may not be the right word because we had not only an incredibly strong attraction for one another, but I sensed affection and thoughtfulness in our brief relationship. We each were showing compassionate concern for the other's circumstances...
This is a work of fiction. The characters, events, incidents in this novel are the product of the author's imagination, as are the businesses, products, and residences. Any resemblance to actual persons, businesses, products, residences, or events is entirely coincidental. All persons in this novel are over the age of 18 years. Ch. 01 Cassie's Contribution...
Victoria Jenkins stood nervously in the hallway outside the door of The Study, unconsciously tracing arabesques on the carpet with the tip of her right shoe. Above her head a large, white-faced clock relentlessly ticked away the few minutes remaining before the appointed time for her latest uncomfortable appointment. It was a sadly familiar position for he...
I lay next to my sleeping fiancee Mike and I thought of the nearly unbelievable happenings of the past 48 hours or thereabouts since we had arrived. It had been early Friday morning when we finally made it to Mike's Father's home. It was now early Sunday morning and I was trying to make some semblance of order and rationality out of what had transpired durin...
I don't think I can do this anymore. I thought I could, but I can't. It's still too fresh. I'm just not able to revisit the affair in this detail. Writing a story full of emotional memories is difficult. It brings back the joys and the pain. The joys the memories bring override any pain because of the love shared. But this is just too difficult. This will...
Having changed the cotton linen on the Mahogany four poster bed, with a set of ivory satin sheets and matching pillow slips, the woman slowly walked into the wardrobe and took out a small, red leather case that had been secretly stored behind the clear vinyl garment carrier, which covered several pricey evening gowns. This was something that even her husband...
Dear Dirty Diary, My darling husband returned today after his five day, late September fishing trip to Schooner Lake. After thorough questioning it turned out he'd gotten a little apprehensive being all alone up there amongst the wailing loons and spirits of dead Algonquin Indians. He swears there's some kind of energy around the fire pit on the island that...
[Readers will benefit from reading the earlier chapters to understand the characters but especially should read the immediately preceding Chapter 07 in which the current part of the story begins. Those offended by bodily functions should read no further.] * Karen's mother Marian was very tired after her initial session with Karen's new friend Deb, whom Ka...
Size isn't everything, they say, but most women would agree that it certainly helps. The vagina usually prefers to feel that it's being filled to capacity during fornication, for maximum enjoyment of the act, though, of course, the capacity of the vagina varies widely from woman to woman. Alan was cursed by a smaller than average penis, which, for a senior m...