It is what it is – c’est comme ça and I am alone. Sterile streetlights cast random shadows on the ivory-rendered walls. There are fifteen panes of glass in their window, and this is a boulevard of four-storey buildings. Should I feel guilty? No, I live vi...
Dilly had returned to her natural hair colour of late and wore glasses instead of contacts. Her weight fluctuated but she was happy with life with her two-year-old baby and partner, Johnny. She still had a nicely proportioned body with subtle curves here...
The glowing blue beam lit up the atmosphere, reflecting off the grains of sand in the dust storm, and ripped into the oncoming war machine. The groaning creak of metal grinding against steel reverberated through the cockpit as Charlie slammed the brakes t...
Kim Archibald's memory went back forty-three years as she waited outside the big door. She was remembering when she was Kim Hudson, aged seventeen and a few days short of her eighteenth birthday. All those years ago she stood outside a door very similar t...
“People say they enjoy reading your stories because you add twists,” she says as she finishes my nude painting. “Yep,” I chuckle. “But they don’t know about the actual twist of my life.” “Do I know?” She winks and walks over to me, grinning. I open my leg...
Scarlett and 'The Woman' team up. Paris, 1893. "Can you do the splits, Miss Irene?" "No, I certainly cannot. I do declare this to be the most idiotic idea that you have had thus far." "I quite disagree, my dear Irene. It is exceedingly clever. Would it be...
Slut: Despite being unemployed at the time, I was in high spirits around the Holiday Season. My life was in shambles, but I was determined to find happiness. When Jen, my best and, sometimes, only friend called me, which she often did, she asked if I’d li...
On Friday, Salma and I paid a visit to an oasis and date palm plantation at the foot of the mountains. It’s so cool in the date plantation and there is a delightful smell. I had to go back to work on Saturday. Salma had to pack. On arrival at work, Zaineb...
I'd teased her all evening, touching, whispering, kissing, secret touches to intimate places in the back of the Uber. When we got home, we couldn't get naked fast enough! I pushed her back on the bed, taking control, although I was wet, more than ready. I...
“Fuck her hard,” I instructed, my voice filled with moaning passion. “Harder!” Susan looked edible and so slutty that I felt as if I’d outdone myself. Her pizza delivery girl costume was perfectly slutty, and the exquisite colors matched her complexion an...
It was Wednesday afternoon in the office of a company that sold glazing materials, and for three people in the office, it had been quite an eventful day so far. Two of the people, forty-nine-year-old married white woman Louise Carver and twenty-year-old b...
Caroline Portman stood up when Jeremy Bates entered her office on the thirtieth floor of Number Twenty Fenchurch Street. Occupying a prominent site in the heart of the City of London, it is a landmark building that stands apart from the crowd of the City...
In the evening, Jess had found herself sitting alone while Holly had gone into the house. She was thinking about the game and some of the never have I ever dares and confessions. "I guess you met Danny earlier?" The voice startled her out of her thoughts....
Chapter Six. 'The Erotic Scandal In Bohemia' London, 1890. "I wonder what the woman is doing right now?" Emma Watson peered over the top of that day's edition of the Evening News and pondered the offcut remark. Opposite the petite English rose sat her par...
Mrs. Marian Wintergreen tottered into the bedroom of her home in Ipswich in ridiculously high-heeled boots and shivered. Although the weather had been unseasonably warm, the tall female felt no warmth. This also may have been because apart from her thigh-...
