Romance - Page 67

Writer’s Note’s: I am posting this a day early as real life will have me busy the next few days. I hope everyone will enjoy this chapter for it is the beginning of what is to come

Please read the first installment if you want the full story, you may find yourself lost, or not know what is going on. All people, places, and events in this story are fictitious, any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidence

earlier that day. “Hi, I’m Rachel Phillips, I’m calling for Rev. Greene?” “Hold please” The woman answering the phone said calmly. After a minute of waiting, the female operator picked the phone back up, “Rev. Greene will speak to you now.” “Thank you” Rachel said

The Plumber Daughter Chapter 2 By Beagle9690 December 2010 Author’s Note: as with the Chapter one, I continue to delve in detail into Marie and Patrick’s past to put their Romance and deep feeling for each other into perspective

She had always though he was sexy and had always wondered what it would be like to be with him but had never done anything about it. Mainly because he had a girlfriend and also because she didn't think he was interested

Solomon's Daughters: Dililah's Chapter Anthony woke with the feeling of warm, soft skin pressing against his side. He opened his eyes and looked toward his chest and his eyes met Linda's

Before I start writing I kind of suck at writing sex stories! I would really appreciate it if I could get some positive feedback or helpful critique. I got this account to write stories for my strange friends, there is three of 'em

Amelia sat as she always did, upon the cushioned seat of the open bay window, the cool evening breeze tickling her short, richly colored hair against the back of her pale neck

This is my first attempt at writing. The names and characters in this story are all fake. This story is purely fiction. I hope all that read it enjoy. Man of the House Chapter 1 Late August 1986 Jacksonville NC Growing up in the military was hard on all of us

Please read chapter one before this, so it will make sense. Just to recap for those continued readers, my name is Jeremy, I’m a 17 year old slightly athletic average joe at high school, with brown hair, standing at 5’10”

Josiah had seen them before, of course. But never this close. When you spend every night alone at the top of a lighthouse, you understand how the water shimmers

(As most of what I write is related to non-consent or prostitution, I thought it would be fun to whip out a one-chapter short-story from a bit more of a "romantic" angle

We lie there in bed, the musk of sex and sweat filled the room. My body to hers, my cousin Nora. Yes, we fucked in the high heat of passion, but don't judge me just yet. To start this story we have to go a ways back. For a little framework, I was born to an already broken marriage

1: Jack. Wednesday, 13 December 2006, 20:00 It's raining, so I'm sitting in the dark, stark naked, bored out of my skull, surfing the web, casually chatting with random people

Not sure about all of the readers on here, but my husband and I do enjoy watching a certain channel on Saturday nights, when we are not entertaining friends, or being entertained at their houses. If you are readers of our stories, you know what I am talking about