I glanced at my watch. Eight thirty-six. Thirty-six long minutes past the hour. And I'd arrived early of course. Just in case. So all in all, I'd been sitting on the steps of the Buttercross for a bottom-numbing forty-nine minutes. It was time to face facts. I'd been stood up. Blowing out a sigh, I got to my feet and brushed down my dress. Maybe he'd turne...
It started as any other day with an uneventful drive to work. It was still dark when I started out but, even through the torn up paving in the construction area near my house, I was able to avoid all the major potholes and ruts on the drive. Once out on the highway, traffic flowed pretty much at the speed limit actually letting me get to work a bit early whe...
Chapter 4 The room spun. Became silent. His body quaked in random spurts now, all aftershocks from the orgasm. He shakily pulled himself up from his knees--head down, eyes closed, hair falling around his face like curtains. He struggled, doing his best to balance the weight between his new hanging breasts, thick ass, and wide hips. Finally he found a preca...
Tommy removed his cowl, flinging it across the Batcave in anger. "An entire night, fucking wasted," He muttered to himself. He walked to the equipment bench and leaned against it, both hands pressed into the reinforced plexiglass that covered the table. Tommy hung his head and then, suddenly, slammed his fist into the table. "Fuck!" He yelled, both in ange...
This story recounts six intense days in an unfortunate girl's year-long quest to find a way home. It is not part of a series, the full story of Kira's quest has not been written; in fact I have only a faint idea about how it began, and no clue how it ends. Of course, if inspiration strikes I may some day return to Kira and her strange fate. Reader beware: T...
Copyright 2004. All rights reserved. Rubies are Red. Part 39. Paul I lifted my head and through the window into the room in front of me. I could still hear my grandfather and Roddrego arguing over something but there voices were now lowered. I could see Louise's head on a level with mine and beyond her Bill sitting on a chair. My grandfather and Roddrego...
The air was chill the day that Paul Jones left the offices of F. Dewer and Partners, Attorney's, but he hardly noticed the cold wind at all. As he walked towards the parking lot, he tried to form a picture of his recently deceased uncle in his head. He had not seen the man for over ten years and it came as a total shock that he had left Paul a bequest. A ver...
I love getting your comments and appreciate all the constructive criticism I have had so far. However, I am also getting a lot of spam comments which I am deleting as they appear. If they continue to happen then I will be forced to turn off anonymous comments. I hope you enjoy the latest installment. Thanks again! Three days later, Molly's mind had been...
*** Lynne had tears in her eyes when Leif parked the car, and then gently escorted her onto the ferry. It was a local ferry, so it was rather small, and it only had a top and a bottom floor. It was lovely to Lynne to be able to get on this Ferry. She'd wanted to ride since she was a child, and never got around to it as a grown woman, when she was free and...
Not all just about writing erotica, this story is about car buff stuff for car buffs. Susan discusses her other passion the automobile. Of all the things that I learned about driving faster from Bob Bondurant and his team of drivers is that driving smoother is faster. With my eyes only looking to where I want to go, needing to feel the car to know what the...