Shireen's Story: Winning Me Back; Shireen's Narrative Shireen's Story was narrated by her husband, Akbar, in the first of this series. The second instalment had Shireen filling in significant gaps that Akbar had left out. After Akbar had influenced Shireen to become much more liberal in her views to sex, their views had come into conflict following a Super...
The incessant ringing of his Blackberry pulled Dan from a restless slumber. Eyes still closed, warding off the bright light that filtered through the shades, he clumsily felt around the bedside table until his fingers closed around the device. "What?" he managed to grumble, his mouth parched from last night's Christmas celebration. "Dude, are you up? I've...
Dear Readers, This is a story of a relationship that builds slowly, over a long period of time, with lots of complicated feelings from D.J.'s side. Part of what makes D.J. like Chris so much is her ability to just be herself with him, and let out a part of her nature she can't anywhere else. Part of what makes D.J. so attractive to Chris is her incredible...
© Copyright 2006, 2007 Chapter 15—Confessions After Jarrod left with the briefcase Tracey phoned Hal Wright, as he asked her to. Tracey: "He's gone. He took the case and left; he didn't stay long." Hal: "Good! Did he suspect anything?" Tracey: "No, he asked if I opened it, and I said that I didn't. He believed me." Hal: "I still don't like it, Tracey....
Hi Everyone, Not as much of a wait this time. :) I've had some of these scenes is my head for months; it was good to finally get them onto the page. Thank you all so much for reading and a special thank you to those who take time to comment. Knowing people are so into this story keeps me writing. I hope you all enjoy! psyche b 30. The Lady and the Sab...
Hello readers, In my effort to write in many different genres, I am taking a stab at mature once more. However, I also think this story could be labeled romance ,as well, because age, in this story, is nothing but a number. This story is is being written slowly. I will continue it, and I hope you like it. **All of the characters in this story are 18 or ol...
The sound of a text message woke me up, and I groggily reached over to check it. Shanna and Gina had kept me up most of the night, and then when Nancy had come in... Okay, I couldn't help but smile at the memories from last night, but I WAS exhausted. I had quite literally stumbled back through my door, and fallen asleep before my head hit my pillow. I could...
Author's Note: Those of you who routinely read my stories know that I often open with a sex scene, follow that with a sex scene, and close with a sex scene. This story is not like that. Just wanted to let you know in advance. Enjoy! ### Brian pushed against the large revolving doors, his laptop case slung over one shoulder. Coming out the other side, he th...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** "My car's making a funny sound," Myra announced as she came into the small bungalow. "Funny ha-ha or funny strange?" Donny asked, looking up from the evening news. "Come on, come on, get to the Sports, huh?" "What?" Myra asked, pushing her long r...
Jim McGuire skidded his bike to a stop in front of the large blue sided house. Setting the bike up against the white picket fence, the eighteen-year-old glanced at his watch. He smiled as he saw that he was right on time. Not that Mrs. Burke would've been angry if he had been a little late, but it was a matter of pride to the sandy haired young man that he s...