"Day 3 and 4 out of 8"
Sunday: My eyes opened to the plain landscape of the bedroom ceiling. Softened sunlight filtered by the windows white curtains shattered across in beams. Everything was calm and the sound of distant cars passing on the road was occasionally heard....
"His rhythmic movement beside her was continuing. What the hell was he doing?"
Pallas shifted in her place on the sofa, she cut her eyes to the left, and Kian was doing something in the seat beside her. She kept typing focusing back on the screen in front of her. She rubbed her...
"What's real and what's not?"
This story is about one night with a girl I was seeing for a short time a year after I graduated high school. Most of this story is real. I'll let you figure out which is real and what is...
"A naive young woman falls prey to a handsome predator."
'There you are, class of '79.' Mary-Jane's hand quaked just a little, as she took the yearbook from the school secretary.'Is there anywhere I can...?' Her eyes cast about for some private space.'Oh yes, the visitors' room is two doors...
"part two"
As my mum left the room and gently shut the door behind her being careful not to wake us... little did she know that her little nephew dale was taking advantage of her sons innocent age. Dale is still fingering...