"Valerie is a whore who enjoys her work"
Hello this is my first story, hope you all enjoy it, please let me know what you thought of it. My name is Valerie Lewis, and I’m a whore. No, not the kind Julia Roberts played in Pretty Woman,...
"When there is another guy who hasn't got laid for a while, there will be trouble."
As some of you know "Stockholm Story" is half true and half fiction. I had great fun writing this chapter, because a lot of things mentioned here are based on experience, and even though they were confusing to me back...
18:20pm Right on time. My heels click nicely as I strut purposefully along the polished marble floor, I nod to the concierge as he approaches me. ‘May I take your bag Madame’ he asks lightly,...
"I was just a little girl in a real men's world"
Azem was to pick me up from the tennis hall later in the evening. His car stopped just in front of me with squeaking tires. I bumped inside and threw myself at the sexy driver. I licked his chin up...
"I was 20, he was 35, we met on the internet. Things could only go wrong. Preface for a longer story."
Arlanda Airport, Stockholm. You must walk for miles to reach any destination. It gets especially inconvenient when you finally find your bag among hundreds of similar ones. I've heard airports in London or NYC were even worse, but they are...
Chapter 5 On the front verandah there were two lay back canvas chairs you could sit in and listen to the surf very relaxing and just snooze. One evening as the world went by something to my left caught...
Chapter 4 The front door was open didn’t even have to use my key on the last day, Jim should have been at work maybe taking a sick day. Through the hall to my room the door was...
Chapter 3 Later that morning I was unceremoniously expelled from her place telling me not to read too much into last night as she wasn’t into relationships and would most likely run into me some where. This was...
"sometimes there's a thin line between what's real and what's not"
Kendra was curled partly on her left side, sleeping peacefully, deeply. Her torso was turned to face the ceiling, he stood by the bed, looking down at her as she slept, taking note of every detail. The way the well...
Chapter 2 She could stop traffic, five foot seven mousy brown hair that caressed her shoulders, pale gray eyes, a mouth slightly receded from her jawbone a mouth that could reduce most guys to an instant drool every...
