The door slamming broke her reverie, the noise startling her enough to make Kay jump up from her seat. Walking towards the lounge door she heard Dan's voice calling her, as she walked her mind readjusting to reality after the mental playback of scenarios started to fade to the back of her conscious as real life beckoned. "Hello love." Dan's cheery face fil...
CHAPTER 1 It all started so innocently. And yet here I was, in a hotel room, a white English woman about to have my first sexual experience with a black man, while my husband was in the bar downstairs. I work in local government. Once or twice a year we go on courses, sometimes a single day, sometimes a few days in a hotel. My husband always "Enjoy the org...
"Babe!" shouted Rebecca as she opened the door. I popped my head around the corner. "What's up?" I asked. I was having a lazy Saturday to myself, but was getting a little bored. This intrusion was welcome. "We got invited to a party!" said Rebecca, as she placed her bags on the counter. "Oh yeah?" I inquired. "By whom?" "Some guys," she said. She was ou...
This is a rework of my first story. I feel that this was a better way to present it. ------ I awoke to a familiarly intoxicating scent, one that turns me into clay to be modeled as its owner sees fit. A scent that makes my mouth water and my cock hard. I opened my eyes and my ability to think became even harder to keep within my grasp. The sight of her glo...
CHAPTER EIGHT: Jennifer at home "I've spoken to Detective Webster at the end of last week and she's told me so little about you," Alicia Knight said to Tommy, "She didn't think it was a good idea for me coming to see you while you were still poorly but I so wanted to. I hope you don't think it too much of a cheek." "No, that's perfectly all right, Mrs Knig...
This is part 3 and the conclusion, please read Lethal Weapon parts 1 and 2 to find where we are before reading this. My keyboard has a habit of skipping letters and doubling letters. I usually catch these in spell check, but I miss some, so please bear with me. Comments and voting will be turned on now, please be kind. ***** Martin grabbed the bag of catfi...
Hiding a Company sniper from drug lord killers. * My name is Bernice McDonald and I am the very happy owner/ operator of a couple of children's day-care centers. I love my life and I love this work. I love children and since I have one of my own this helps satisfy my need to nurture. I have not always felt or recognized this need. I was born in a remote...
I am an old man whose eyes have seen much. As with many of us who reach their sixty-fifth year, I live in the past, in ways that perhaps you cannot imagine. This is my story. If ever there was a man who went through life nostalgic for a place that he has never called home, it was I. Having grown up in California, I eventually become an executive at Bio-Rad,...
It's afternoon in the loft. The winter light that slants through the tall windows does look identifiable as Chrismas Day. Jenni doesn't know how that could be or why it makes her feel melancholy. Maybe it's that it means all the hype leading up to the holiday that makes everyone crazy (even heathens) ends with a crash. Maybe it's that, even with her loving f...
This is the 2nd Chapter of Liz and Sam's story. Please feel free to comment if you like it or even if you hate it. Constructive criticism is most welcome as this is first story I've ever actually committed to writing all the way through. *** Sam woke up disoriented and confused. He tried to stand up but, with his feet and hands being tied up, he didn't ha...