Fiction - Page 243

I walked into her parent’s kitchen where she was standing by the table, looking at some glamour magazine. Her mom would arrive anytime soon, so I knew I wouldn’t get much out of her

"Ugh. Fuck yea, oh yeah, ummph, uh, uh, uh!" Lilly heard him grunting in her ear. She couldn't see his expression because he was behind her. It seemed like this spooning position was his favorite and doggy style a close second

There is a common saying which most people nowadays have heard once or twice, “It’s quiet. Too quiet.” Without a doubt, today painted the portrait that captivated the saying in all aspects

The next few days were frustrating to say the least. Not much conversation or eye contact was exchanged between Jenn and me, and weirdly enough, I began to miss her bitchy banter

Author's Note: This is how Ulysses' story ends. Feel free to read September Catalysts to learn how he impregnated one of the characters reused in this story. Chapter 1 So many women he made love to

It seems like my whole life has been spent in huge, expansive warehouses

This book's been giving me trouble, lots and lots of trouble. I've had more pain from this one than from the other four put together and it's not even finished yet! Grumble grumble..

What a difference a good night's sleep can make and George Foley awoke the following morning with the fever in remission and little more than a light tickle in the back of his throat

I had been on edge all day waiting for the girls. I heard the car pull up and rushed out to them. Matt was just behind me. I went to Jenny’s side and helped her with her stuff while Matt helped Suzy with hers. We all had a nice hug and Matt helped Suzy upstairs with their stuff

MY BOLD AND BEAUTIFUL AUNT-PART 1 I was happy to be staying with my Aunt Betty for a couple of weeks last summer while my parents went on a long anticipated cruise to the Caribbean. I was a sixteen year-old then, with long blond hair, blue eyes, and a nicely developing figure. .

It was late in the afternoon when Amanda pulled into the drive, from picking our two girls up from school. She was usually prompt, and this tardiness led to my curiosity. I looked at my watch as the three piled in the front door, trying to hush their giggles

icturesk village of launchton, or what the locals call it dairylee lunchables Honestly that has to be the worst lunch anyone can give their children The village was a type of village that every body knew each other and as soon as a new car rolled through the old people grimaced at the sight of it

“Prince Allen, if you keep squeezing like this I won’t have any control of myself” My guard, Dominic huffed in my ear

Jennifer had first been suprised, perhaps even revolted when she first discovered Bill gazing at a picture of a dead girl in a casket and getting a powerful hard-on

My name is Sam and this is my story. I’ll give you the background information to get that out of the way. I am 35 years old and have maintained my physique for the most part