I didn't plan on doing another story of the "Man of my dreams" series but I got a lot of requests for one more so I am doing it. In this story Nicole and her brother confess their relationship to their parents.
Jack has been betrayed, his heart shattered. Can a chance encounter in a fast food restaurant help him find love again? Written for Girl Friday's June 2004 "Fresh Start" Story Fest. (This story was nominated as "Short Story of the Year," "Best Short Story by a New Author, and "Best Heterosexual Story" for the 2004 Golden Clitoride Awards.)
NYC cop takes 2 bullets and wakes in the ER screaming... Not my cock, please god, not my cock... Can a red haired Irish surgeon married to a midget save it? And what will she think when she finds the cop's pretty sister fondling it? Whose baby is little Ricardo? And what about Rosie...
Jack Tompkins was shocked when his wife of thirty years threw him out of their home. It brought about big changes in his life; bigger than he ever imagined.
This is a fanfic based on the TV series Supernatural. You do not need to know the show to enjoy the story. Callie's car breaks down on a lonely stretch of road. It looks like she's in for a long slow walk back to town but then the Winchester boys, Dean and his brother Sam, happen along. And Dean knows a lot about hot cars and hot women...
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This is a nostalgic tale from 1980’s. An era with no cell phones, just Walkmans and mixtapes. Danny Harper, a high school senior and cross-country runner, meets his muse. This is a journey as he navigates desire, team spirit, and the thrill of pushing limits. Expect a mix of steamy encounters, heartfelt camaraderie, and a bittersweet coming-of-age arc.
This continues the story started in 'Sam Gets Married'. In this sequel Samantha returns from her honeymoon and quickly rejoins her friends in her daddy's bed. Soon her new husband is introduced to the fun.
She should get up, wash the slick evidence from between her thighs, but her body still hums with the heat he left behind. The scent of sex clings to the air, the sheets, her skin. In the quiet that follows, need lingers. With His Name on My Lips is a story of aftermath, intimacy, and the aching pull between what was and what still burns.