A Short Story : A Story?

“Uh, yeah! Sure!” When I knew I was l alone I ran all over town looking for the source of the snow. I finally found it at an abandoned warehouse just outside of town. I waited a couple of seconds before saying something but before I could, someone spoke.

At the last moment, Kara grabbed Aileen’s head and turned her away, not wanting her to see. Aileen started to shake, the shock of what she knew just happened being too much for her to bare.

She heard Feliks snickering in the seat beside her, she turned to faced him, still blushing and asked what was so funny. "I thought you were more of the subtle type Tiina, but you like totally just motorboated Beatrice!" Feliks responded in a hushed voice, still giggling. "I didn't mean to, b-besides my face was a little above...there!" Tiina responded back quietly and a little flustered "I don't get how your parents haven't found out your a lesbian yet." Feliks continued to

She took the cap off of the bottle of soap, and smelled the pale blue assumed to be pure

She raised her eyebrows. “Would you hold still so I can wrap it." As she began to wrap my arm, she looked at Alex and told him the story. When she finished the cut was hidden behind a tight and neatly wrapped bandage. Then she got up. “I’m going to go over there and finish helping them so we can leave.” She pointed across the room, then she looked at me, “He looks like he needs to talk to you." She spun on her heels and left us alone.

She could have probably just stayed in the bathroom the entire time. It wouldn’t have mattered.

He stripped off his trousers and rushed into the water before Joan got a good look. He swam right up to her, and Joan saw his pulse beating rapidly in his neck. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Perceval glanced down at Joan’s breasts, which could be seen clear as day through her soaked shift and she knew it.

Obviously, I’ll be the dinner joke at their table I thought. They both looked at me in puzzlement. “Look, I’m not like either one of you in the beauty department. Sometimes, I don’t even know why you hang out with me. Shauna’s eyes flashed and Dani exploded, “Dammit! We hang out with you because you are our friend and you are beautiful. Don’t you know we wouldn’t have it any other way?!”

He licked his lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed as his gaze left Sofia and flicked around the room. Confidence was restored when his eyes lit upon his implements, and when he turned back to Sofia, he released his grip on her wrist, and lifted his hand to point. "You need to be spanked. Fetch that paddle, and bring it to me." He then stepped to the two-seat sofa and turned it around to provide a full view of the room; completing his instructions as he dropped down into it. "With your teeth. And remove the top, I want to see your tits."

“My, my, you came prepared, didn't you?” Aiden said, staring at the wonderful sight displayed before him. Alyssa felt a blush creep onto her cheeks, she held her upper arm, pushing her breasts together and moved her legs together in an attempt to cover some of her exposed skin. Aiden gets up and places his hands on her hips, leaning in closer. Aiden whispered sensually, “I guess I should do something since you are so prepared,” this sent chills down Alyssa’s spine. Moving his face closer, he gently presses his lips against hers. Soon he moves one arm to wrap around her waist and one to cradle the back of her head, in turn deepening the kiss. Following suit, Alyssa drapes her arms around his neck. As the kiss progresses, it becomes more

She stepped into Room 102 and started getting ready. There was no one renting this room. Not even her. The doors to this place were like cardstock, one good push and they’d open. People didn’t rent a room there for the security, she guessed. She carefully pulled on the hair net, the booties, the biohazard suit, the rubber gloves, the breathing mask, the goggles. She took extra care to cover every inch of herself with something. Nothing was going to touch him. Nothing would be left behind. This wasn’t exactly a department sanctioned

Serena shoves Edith up against a wall and kisses her the second they are alone. Edith kisses back for a moment, and then gently moves Serena back, looks her lover in the eye, and says, “Serena, what's wrong?” “Nothing,” is her unconvincingly quick reply as she leans in for another kiss.”Bullshit,” Edith flips their positions and continues in a soft, but still serious voice, “You've been acting strange and desperate. What. Is. Wrong.”

The pain is worse than she expected. Wave after wave of tightening crashing on the shore of her endurance. She won’t cry out. Won’t give this moment the appearance of punishment. She stares at the bright lights above and listens to the school-mistress voice of the

Ronnie kept receiving notes for about a week in her locker, each note got worse and worse. He began to write about how he would not only harm her, but everyone she loved. She began having nightmares and sometimes couldn’t even sleep.

She squirted the balm into her gloved hands and then took a moment to think. “Where to put you, where to put you?”