Fiction - Page 292

My first story. Please be kind! Inspired by a certain someone. I sit at my office desk, not really seeing the computer monitor or the Complaint I am supposed to be writing. The clock says 2:30 p.m. It is finally Friday. I wonder where you are

--- Okay, so this is my first story. It’s a simple, the-girl-next-door type of thing, so let me know what you think! Sorry if my English isn’t all that great. ïŠ …………………………………………………………………………….. I first saw her when she had just moved in

Doing Heather Together I really couldn't fully believe it when she actually said she'd do it

While Hubby Was Away Joe was on another three-week business trip to Rio, you had begged him to take you with him. His reply had been the same as the last two times, "You know I will be working and you will be alone, it wouldn't be any fun for you

Late Arrival Prologue Lousy, lousy timing I wish we had met weeks before, but now work calls me. I have not dared to tell Cija of all the time I will be spending away, and very soon

"Jack and Jill went up a hill, to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after." Jack and Jill - A Naughty Nursery Rhyme by Lubrican Once upon a time there was a boy named Jack, who had a twin sister named Jill

She had finally received a new text from her master. Barbara was both exited and afraid of what would be next. She was very happy with the piercings and played with them often. When she did, she thought back at her adventures at the glory hole

I have always considered myself heterosexual, although I have been bi-curious for many years I have never had a sexual experience with a man until last summer. To help ends meet we have taken in foreign students over the last few years

I close my door and drop my bag down, It's the best feeling in the world. The weight of my bag on my shoulders finally being lifted. I slump on to my bed, Closing my eyes for a few moments. I slowly open my eyes, Squinting as they adjust to the sudden invasion of my lightbulb

It's so hard It's so hard not to cry in front of the scientists. I wouldn't if they'd pull the tube out of my mouth and let me talk to them. No, they don't. They never do. It's always, "Alice, you're so cute in your bonds

8 th May 1929. Wednesday

Phillip was getting home a little early because his date had gotten pissed at him and left him hanging at the club. He hoped his Stepmom, Cindy, was asleep so he didn’t have to explain his date. She seemed intent on him finding the girl so he would move out

Day Thirteen - The BBQ The picnic table we had out back was covered in a traditional red and white tablecloth, the square corners ruffling with the slight breeze

The Chauffeur (#51) Michael By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 I sat in my chair at the dining room table looking at a face that I had not seen in quite a long time

Author’s note: Like the other Challenge stories, this takes place in the same year. If you read part 6, Bob was in Miami for a quick visit. This story begins during the same Miami trip. There are a couple of cameos of minor characters from previous Challenge stories