The old-fashioned but always reliable travel alarm clock woke Sarah Morris on schedule. She immediately double-checked the time with her wristwatch, then stretched and looked over at her fiance, Frankie Deangelo still sleeping soundly beside her. They ha...
Kit spent most of his time alone. He was a bit of a slob and was feeling very lonely. He was looking for someone to spend time with who would help him clean his house. About a week ago he heard a rumor about this service. He didn't believe the rumors but...
Marie arrived home two days after she'd left school. She went straight to the front door, figuring she could grab her luggage later. She wanted to get the confrontation with her parents out of the way.Their contact since she had left for school had been l...
Marie Ormond was glad to be leaving for college. She was tired of all the gossip, and not having any friends. It was a small town populated by smaller minds.Marie loved to write fiction, especially erotic fiction. She had hundreds of erotic stories on her...
The jungle was a living, breathing, heartbeat that pulsed in his ears and slicked his skin with fine blood-filled scratches. Ben Collins batted at a slithering tendril of a vine that skimmed his cheek, ever cautious of the snakes that filled both the air...
The noise was coming from the front bedroom again. The squeaking sound. Sidney was awake and he wondered what time it was. He looked at the alarm clock. It was about 4:30 in the morning. He listened hard, but he only heard a murmur of voices. He really wa...
It was a hot, August day in 1979 when I first saw her. We had just finished surfing at C Street in Ventura, and we were headed home. I was walking along with my best friend Tom, on the boardwalk in front of the Holiday Inn. We weaved our way through the c...
After the revelations of the last couple of hours I felt quite exhausted. The grandfather clock in the corner chimed the half hour and Lady Helen and myself both looked at it. “Good heavens!” she exclaimed. “Is that the time already?” I looked over at the...
I remained seated whilst Aunt Helen went to the desk and poured tea. She brought me one cup and placed it on the small table beside the chair then returned and brought me a plate with some butter and jam and a silver knife along with a rack of half slices...
Once dried and our hair brushed, Bethany and I got into the big bed. I lay back, my head resting on the soft pillows. Once again, I was trembling inside. I wondered if this was what a wedding night would feel like. I was still afraid. What happened in the...
I led Bethany by the hand through the front door where she released me and returned to the kitchen, using the door further down the hall. I stood for a moment and watched her then opened the door and went back into the dining room. I stopped dead when I s...
Doctor Harris looked at my wrist. The pain had eased a little in the time it took to walk around to his office and I could move it again. “I don't think it is broken,” he said. “Just strained and bruised. I will bandage it tightly and in a few days it sho...
The door from the kitchen opened and Bethany put her head around the edge. “Oh, oi'm sorry Mistress, oi 'eard voices. Oi din't know it were you.” She caught sight of the dishevelled form of Charlie Manston sitting at the table and she straightened up in s...
My heart began pounding with fear. I struggled to breathe, but I had to be strong. "Why are you here?" I whispered. The words seemed unwilling to pass my lips as I looked around, looking for an escape. There was only one entrance and he was beside it. I h...
We sat opposite each other in the hot water. A week ago I could not have imagined being naked in front of another person, yet, here I was, sharing a bath with another woman. I reasoned that the circumstances precluded any form of sexual activity but, neve...
