Reluctance - Page 73

As he walked into the library, the first thing he noticed was the librarian. She was a quiet, timid woman, someone whose husband always took her in the missionary position, with it all over in forty five seconds

May tugged down her skirt as she stepped off the bus. She’d never complain, but she always felt a little subconscious when she commuted to and from work. When she was actually inside Skim Milk working, she didn’t mind

Vicki, a young woman who works for a large department store, figures out a way to bypass the electronic return tags on expensive dresses sold by the store where she works . This allows her to buy dresses on a Friday, wear them to events over the weekend, and return them on Monday

Monday is my favorite day of the week. It's not because school starts (yay), or the fact that it begins with the same letter as my first name (Megan), but the fact its the day I get to baby sit the Hamiltons child, Louis. He's two years old, and ADORABLE

Author’s note: Here’s a story for furry/non-human fans. All planets/moons/stars mentioned in the story are real – except the planet Gliese-H. I think this is a cute story. I had fun using my imagination

JackassTales…Tale # 67 …Readers; this is an entry in a Calling All Writers challenge. I am not usually a writer of ‘dark’ tales, yet the subject of this challenge is a gloomy, foggy picture with a lone woman walking through empty streets

It was bound to happen eventually. Really. You didn't go travelling through time and space without bumping into the odd flora or fauna that stimulated a being's more amorous tendencies

The car sparked to life and we drove out front, just like a normal, not-hiding-anything-kind-of person would have done. I saw Tasha wave and smile and then we bounced onto the road. A full, excruciating minute passed before Tasha announced

It was once human. Now it really didn't know what it was. Its life as a human only lived on through a couple memories. Most of its human life was forgotten. It mainly staged swamps and lakes though. One of its last memories of a human was being in a lab. Pain. Being tortured

Continued from "Falling In, pt 2" Jackie and I spent the rest of he morning lazing around the school doing the stupid shit teen kids usually do at school before it starts. Walking the halls, joking, spending time with friends

I was in the back of the church van headed for an all night event we affectionately referred to as a “lock in.” Next to me was my friend Ashley, a very pretty, very friendly fourteen year old girl

For days I didn’t talk about it or even acknowledge it. Time had moved on and so had I. I was going to ignore it all. Pretend it never happened. That’s what I would do. Made sense. I kept smiling to people, never letting anything on

They had just finished breakfast and Jacob was going over gear and guns with Maxine. He did some basic rules with her about gun safety and how to dress with the weather. He smiled “so yeah none of that girly pink stuff” he pointed at her tiny pink tank top

She was pacing nervously as she awaited his arrival. “I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this” she repeated aloud. Mary had been married for 10 years and things had gotten stale in the bedroom

Dark Fantasies Media My Son's Christmas Present A Mother's Desires Series It's been three years since the bombs dropped. That night my husband woke us and rushed us into our backyard bomb shelter