Bridge to Nowhere
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Hey hi..mer sare indiansexstories2.net ke story readers,kese ho aap sab? Haan haan yaaro pata he jise lund khane ko ya choot marne ko mil gai he wo sab khush he aur jise nahi wo….Apna hath Jagannath..hahaha,frnz this site is awesome,aaj tak mene aap sab kid hero kahaniya padhi to socha kyu na ap sab ko meri sex mahagatha ki starting story ke roop me de hi du…this is my first story so send me ur dher sare responses and reply on
Ok ab jyada boar nahi karunga,to ye wahi story he jisne muje virgin boy se ek experienced man bana diya..ye tab ki baat he jab me college me padh raha tha..pehle me apne bare me bata du,I m raj,23 male from a city of Gujarat,India…I m 6fit tall and a person with medium size well built body and a 6”long and 1.5”thick banana aur ek chocolaty face aur attractive personality ka malik…
Haan to me kaha tha? Haan ye story karib 3saal purani he when I was 20 years old,mere city me roz rat ko me bridge pe apne dosto ke saath walk karne jata tha,it was our daily routine(jo ki abhi bhi he hi)..roz kitni hi ladkiyo ko dekhte par haan is baat me me lucky hun ki koi bhi ladki ek bar muje mood ke ji bhar ke dekhke hi jati he chahe wo married ho ya unmarried..chahe college girl ho ya bhabhi ya fir aunty..par mera ek class he me esi wesi ladkiyo ko dekhta hi nahi tha..
Ese hi ek din me aur mere dost bridge pe pahuchke ek jagah khade hoke ate jate logo ko dekh rahe the kyuki bridge pe raat pe kafi sare log pure city mese bethne ya walk karne aate he.tabhi meri nazar ek auntio ke group pe padi,mere dost to auntio par bhi line mar rahe tha par meri nazar to unke bich chal rahi karib 25saal ki ek ladki par hi tik gait hi,karib 5’4”height,rang sawla aur chehra jese khile hua gulab ka phool..me to use dekhta hi reh gaya usne bhi ye notice kia tha sayad..wo uska bridge pe pehla din tha,aur ese hi dekhne dikhane me karib ek mahina bit gaya,roz wo muje aur me use dekhta mene bhi himmat karke ek bar smile de hi di to usne sab ki nazro se bachte hue ek smile di,to muje laga hasi to phansi…
Fir men eek step aage badhne ka decide kiya,men eek chithi me apna cell number likhke wo chithi jab wow aha se pass ho rahi thi to usko dikhake niche fenk di jab wo chithi ke pass se nikli to per me kuchh lagne ka bahana karkr niche moodi aur chithi leke chal di..muje to maza aa gaya,fir rat ko uske jane ke karib ek ghante bad mere cell pe ek ajnabee number se call aya mene receive kiya hello hello kehta raha par kisine samne se awaz nahi di aur mene gusse me kaun bol raha he kehke fon rakh diya,fir 5 minute bad usi number se ek sms aaya..usme sirf yahi likha tha “aap jise roz dekhte he wo bridgewali ladki “ to mene reply kia”are wo aap thi? Hi me raj aur aap?” to uska reply aya ki “me Sandhya” fir usne puchha “aap muje roz dekhte kyu rehte he?” to mene sms ka reply kia “because aap he hi itni sundar ki koi bhi aap ko dekhta rahe,par aap muje kyu dekhti he?”
To sandhya ka reply aya ki “jis wajah se aap muje dekhta he usi wajah se…” mene akhir puchh hi lia “aap bridge pe akeli kyu nahi aati? Sab auntio ke saath ana zaruri he kya?” to usne kaha “wo meri mom,chachi aur padosh wali auntiya he..” to mene kaha “kal aap akele hi ana” usne puchha “kyu?” to mene reply diya “jis se hum akele me thik se milke batchit kar sake..” pehle to uska koi reply nahi aya par bad me sandhya ka sms aya “try karungi..ok? Good ni8” aur me agle din rat hone ka intezar karne laga…
Rat ko jab me akela hi pool(bridge) pe khada hoke uski rah dekh raha tha tabhi uski mom aur sab ate dikhai diye par wo nahi thi,I got upset…aur unlogo ke jane ke bad thodi der me uska(sandhya ka)sms aya..i m coming,kaha aau? Mene use bridge ke corner pe ane ko kaha aur wahi chala gaya,karib 15min bad wo red drss me active pe ayi..wow jese lal rang ke kapdo me qued lal gulab…I was in my nite wear..tight red tshirt and black Capri…me uska hath pakadke jaldi se use ek chhote se kache raste se bridge ke niche,jaha koi ata jata nahi tha wahi ek kone me le gaya..wo bina kuchh puche wo mere pichhe chali ayi..usne jo spray lagaya tha uski khushboo muje pagal kar rahi thi…mene use hi kaha,to usne bhi reply me hi raj..kaha,wo puchne lagi “aap muje yaha kyu laye? Muje andhere me akele bahut darr lagta he”aur muh banana lagi..mene hanske kaha “is liye ki koi hume dekh na le aur darne ki kya jarurat ME HU NA?” to wo sharmane lagi,hum dono kafi karib khade the muje laga moka sahi he raj mar de chokka..aur mene uska hath pakda aur use kaha sandhya “sandhya u r so beautiful jab se tume dekha he bas dekhta hi reh gaya,mere jahen me tum hi ake bas gyi…esa kyu kiya? I lOVE YOU SANDHYAA..my love my jaan,I love u so much” to wo mere chehre ko dekhti hi reh gayi aurmere hath ko chumke apne galo se lagake boli “me bhi har roz tumare bare me hi sochti thi,aur isi liye me aaj yaha tumare sath hu,my dear RAj I love u too…me bhi tumare bina reh nahi pati” bas isi ka intezar tha uska chehra apne hatho me leke use karib khinchkar me uske gulabi galo ko,uske chin pe kiss karne laga aur wo apni aankhe bandh karke ahe bharne lagi..fir mene use kaha “raj ka apni sandhya ko pehla tohfa” aur ye kehkar mene apne honth uske thartharate gulabi hontho par rakh diye,aur uske ras ka pan karne laga.pehle dhire se fir ekdum zor se paglo ki tarah ek dusre ko kiss karne lage jese janmo se pyase the aur aaj amrit mil gaya…isi dauran me apne hatho ko uski chikni pith se hatakar niche uske nitamb yani uski gaand pe le gaya wo bahut badi thi..kyuki wo sawli thi par uski figure katil thi jo muje bad me pata chali…she was 36-28-38…damn what a figure she has..me uski gand ko zorse masalne laga aur aur zorse apni jibh aur honth uske muh me lekar uski tongue ko chusne laga..shayad 15-20 min taka ye kiss zari rahi aur fir me apna ek hath upar lake uske bagal(underarms) se baju me uski badi golaiyo par le gaya jo ab utejana se kass chuki thi…aur unhe bahar se hi bina kisi rahem ke zor zor se masalne laga..jese koi aurat anta gundati he wese hi….
Wo apne muh se siskariyo ke sath halki si awaze nikal rahi thi, “ummmmmm…..aaaaahhhhh,aaahhhh….ummmmmm” mene use wahi bithake(waha pathar the unke bich hum jadiyo me beth gaye) aur use apni godi me bitha liya..jis se hum dono ke chehre amne samne aa gye..wo bhi siskariya lete hue apne hath meri pith pe kass ke firane lagi jese ki muje apne se zor se kass ke apne ango se lagaa lene chahti ho…mene uski dress ki kamiz ko niche se sarka kar uske solder tak le gaya ,waha andhera tha par chand ki roshni me mene uski black color ki flowery cup type ki bra ko saaf dekh liya jisme uske bade bade 36 size ke bunty aur bubbly uchhal rahe the, isi chah me ki unhe nikal ke us zalim bra ki qqued se unhe azaad kar du…aur andar Capri me mera lund bhi fufkare marne laga tha kyuki ek jawan chut kapdo ke andar se hi uske upar hi bethi hui thi..aur use uska signal mil chukka tha…aur wo kapdo ke andar se hi us choot ke karib jana chahta tha jiski bhanak shayad sandhya aur uski choot ko bhi ho gai thi..usne mere liye hi sayad front hookwali bra pehni thi ki muje kholne me asaani ho(wah,kya luck he yaar..)mene hook kholke direct dono mangoes ko apne dono hatho me bhar lya aur kaske unhe zor se dabane lga..wo itni mast ho gait hi ki uski saanse ekdum tez ho gait hi aur wo zor zor se siskariyan le rahi thi…us position me uske nipples tak mere lips nahi pahuch sakte the kyuki wo mere god me bethi thi to usne khud apne sharer ko thoda uthakar apna sir mere kandhe pe rakhke apne hoth mere gale pe rakh diye jis se ki mere lips ke samne direct uske dono mangoes aa gye jiske nipples ekdum brownish the aur ekdum kade ho gaye the uttejana ke mare aur wo ekdum perfect lag rahe the uske gol gol gore gore breasts par..mene usme se eknipples apne hotho ke bich daboch liya,ek hath se uski kamar ko upar ki aur khinch ke rakha to dusre hath se uske dusre nipple ko ekdum zor se khinchke twist karne laga aur sath hi sath me us breast ko dabane lga jese koi bacha hawa wale gol ball ko dabata he wese hi …aur sandhya darling ka dusra nipple to muh me hi tha jis se aaj pura nichodne ki niyat se zor zor se chus raha tha,imagine the scene rat ko bridge ke niche patharo aur zadiyo ke bich me aaj ek hasin badan wali apsara ke balls ek ke bad ek karke choose ja raha tha…aur ab wo bhi out of control ho gai thi aur uske muh se siskariyo ke sath hi sath awaze bhi nikalne lagi “aaahhhhhhh raj….oooooohhh raj,chooso inhe kaske choose,ye aaj se sirf tumare he,kitna tadpaya he tumne,aaj inko pura nichod do” aur mere gale ko zor se choosne aur kantne lagi..jese bhookhi sherni..usne to muje apne balls se ekdum chipka hi diya tha ki hawa bhi andar se na ja sake.. ab me apna ek hath niche ki aur le gaya aur uske dono tango ke bich ki garm diwar se bahar se hi hath ko sata diya aur uske stank e nipple choosne ke sath hi uski gili ho gai gupt gufa(choot) ko sahalane aur masalne laga aur ek minute ke andar hi achanak se jese…
Achanak se jese uspe kuchh sawar ho gaya ho ese ekdum zor se awaze nikalke bolne lagi “aaaaaahhh raj.ooooooohmmmmmm…..aur zor se masalo mere raja..aur andar jane do apna hath…bahut maza aa raha he,ohhhhhhh aaaahh muje kuchh ho raha he raj kuchh aa raha he mere andar se.AAAAAAAAAHHHHH rrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaj” aur ek badi si siski ke saath wo shant ho gai…O MY GOD..she got her orgasm..her first orgasm by any man…aur mere hath pe kapdo ke bahar the fir bhi kuchh chiknai si mehsus hui..jiski khushbu ekdum..ek dum alag hi thi,sab se alag khushboo..pagal kar dene wali…
Kuchh der tak usne apna sir mere kandho par hi tika diya aur mujse satt ke beth gai…aur jab mene apne hath se uske chehre ko upar uthake apni aur dikhaya to wo ekdum sharma gai aur fir achanak se muj par tut padi aur mere lips ko ek dum passionately chusne lagi..kuchh der ki kiss ke badd wo halki si madhur awaz me boli “Raj..is se achha muje aaj tak mehsus nahi hua..I LOVE U RAJ,mere Raj.meri jaan I luv u so so much ki ab to tum se dur raha hi nahi jaega..”
Rat ke 11.15pm ho chuke the actually wo apne ghar se apni saheli ke ghar ja rahi he kehkar chupke se yaha mere pass ayi thi..aur fir usne apni bra pehni aur kapde thik kiye(mera lund to abhi bhi taras raha tha,par sabr ka fal mitha hota he sochke mene mann mana liya..par sirf abhi ke liye hi yaaro..) wo boli “abhi to ja rahi hu..par fir mujse kab miloge?” to mene kaha “my dear sweet heart,jab tum kahogi..” to usne kaha “sayad kuchh din na aa saku milne kyuki kal hi hume apne cousin ki shaadi me pure family ke sath do week ke liye gav jana he,par me apko sms aur fon karti rahungi…I will miss u raj” to maine kaha “mat jao,kuchh bhi bahana karke ruk jao” to sandhya ne kaha“jana to padega hi kyuki wo mera akela hi cousin brother he,par u don’t worry hum do haft eke bad to milenge hi na?” mene kaha haan wo to he..par mann me bola do hafto tak iss lund mahashay ko kese chup bithaunga? Aur lips pe halki si kiss deke wo mere pichhe pichhe chal di aur bridge ke corner pe jaha usne apni active park ki thi use leke nikal gai..au BYE kehti gai..
Me apne lund mahashay ko samjate hue nikal liya..par muth to na hi mari kyuki ab ye pani ya to sandhya ki choot.gand yam uh me hi chootega,waste nahi karunga…
Isi tarah fon pe ek duje se “I luv u,I miss u” kehte 10din nikal gaye aur uske cousin ki shaadi puri ho gai..aur shaadi ke 4 din bad wo log wapas ane wale the..
Par usi raat ko me bridge pe hi tha,apne dosto ke saath gappe lada raha tha,ki achanak uska call aya to me jaldi se dosto se dur jakar fon uthaya ,aur usne bataya ki wo ghar walo se juth ka bahana kar ke kisi tarah 4 din pehle hi yaha ghar pe an eke liye nikal gayi he aur rat ko11.30tak ghar pahuch jaegi..(abhi sirf 10.00pm hue the) to mene kaha fir? To wo kehne lagi “aaj hi aapse milna hi chahti hu par rat ko ane me der ho jaegi,isi liye kal milne ka kuchh plan karenge..ok jaan?” mene kaha ok..aur fon rakh diya karib sade11 baje hi uska sms aya that she reached her home and missing me..wanting me.. aur bhookhi bhi thi..
Mene sms kia “kuchh khaya?” To sandhya ka reply aya “ghar me aata khatam ho gaya he.koi sabji ya fruit bhi nahi rakha he aur is wakt kuchh bahar milta bhi nahi ab to bhookha hi sona padega,,ek to aapse mil nai saki aura b bhookhe hi sona padega,but u don’t worry see u tomorrow”
Mene soch liya ki aaj na to wo bhookhi rahegi na hi mera lund…aura b use surprise pe surprise dene ki bari meri thi jo ki wo soch bhi nahi sakti thi..
To dosto,janana nahi chahoge ki aage kya kya hua? Kesi kesi ghatnae ghati? Kitni surprises use aur muje mili? Aur aage kya kya kia mene sandhya ke sath in char rato me? Agar janana chahte he to apne response muje par jaldi se kare..taki me jaldi se meri is kahani ka dusra part(jo ki is se bhi 10guna aha 100guna mast he)likhkar apko ye puri kahani,joki meri pehli sex ki gatha he,apke liye likhne ko encourage ho saku…
Khass karke beauties..i mean khoobsurat kanyae aur bhartiya nariya ya ni bhabhis aur aunties..(kyuki har bhartiya kanya ho ya mahila..khoobsurat he mere liye..)apne masti bhare responses jaroor bheje,,taki abhi age ke complete sex ras se bharpur meri aur sandhya ki chudai ki mahagatha apko pesh kar saku..kyuki asli picture to abhi baki he dost….!!!!!!!
Aur bhaiyo aap bhi apne sujav dena zaroor taki me jan saku aap kitne exited he age ke real part ke liye,,ok? Tab tak ke liye have a good time with ur cocks and pussies…hahaha
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BridgettebyPatrick©Being an English teacher in a Junior College wasn't the hardest job in the world, but it sure wasn't the easiest either. The amount of work necessary in lesson preparation and marking took huge chunks of time out of my family life, and when my wife died three years ago and left me with a 15 year old girl to look after, that family time became more and more precious. It helped a little that I'd made the decision to home school my daughter Bridgitte, as at least we got to spend...
The internet is a wonderful thing. It allows you to meet people that never would have crossed your path. Tonight that meant Sandy. At least that was the name she gave me and I certainly had no intention of delving deeper into her real life. All I was interested in was tonight. We had met in a chat room about 3 months previously. We had gotten to know each other in the usual way. We had exchanged names, then pictures, had wild cyber sex and shared sexual fantasies. Then came bits and pieces of...
I smiled, wondering what would have happened had I been able to follow up on my impulse of that long ago evening. Probably for the best that I didn’t have the chance. Things were confusing enough without the memory of having slept with my great-great-great whatever father-in-law. I closed the book, locked it and set it beside the chair. Oh, there were so many other stories I wanted to tell, so many tales of the ‘ancestors’. I looked across the room again at the picture of Mike and the...
The music was just as I liked it, loud, fast, hammering my ears. The deep bass rhythm had my body moving on its own. My hands were raised over my head as my whole body twisted to the beat. The two guys I was dancing with were enjoying it too. I could tell. The one in front of me kept his body moving along with mine. His hands were on my sides and the straining bulge of his slacks kept brushing the front of my leather pants. The guy dancing behind me was even less subtle. His hands were locked...
(Buda, 1620) I leaned back into the padded wooden chair I was slumped in and drank another swallow of mulled wine. The thick fog from the night air seemed to linger in my lungs, non-functional though they were. It had masked my silent passage through the night, slipping out after dusk and returning a few hours later having carefully fed. By ‘carefully’ I mean that no one had seen me and that I had left everyone alive, just a bit woozy from the loss of a pint or so of blood. I took another sip...
One good thing about being a vampire. When your government issued car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and you kick it, the car knows its been kicked. I surveyed the dented side of the vehicle and added one more good thump for spite. I checked my cell phone. Of course there was no signal. I swear, the only purpose of those infernal devices is to work when you don’t want calls. I looked at my watch. Just about 3 AM. Being who I am, I naturally check the weather forecast for the time of...
(Beijing, 1665) CLANG! I frantically hopped back, a move that was becoming tiresomely common. No matter how I tried to dodge or block, the razor sharp sword edge wove closer and closer to me. It danced like lightning, first threatening my head, then my body. It dipped towards my leg and I sprang sideways, only to have it curl around from the other direction. It hinted at my hand and then swept back at my neck. Grasping the hilt of my own blade with both hands I managed to block the blow. I...
I sank back into the large tub and let the hot water begin to soak my aches and pains away. I felt slightly hungry, not surprisingly after the exertion and stress, physical and mental, of the day. Fortunately, I was used to going long periods of time without feeding. I certainly had no intentions of attempting to do anything silly with my new friends. They had already seen me, recognized me for what I am, and yet accepted me for the person I had been, and would always be. No one finds too many...
(Brazil, 1943) I really hate getting shot at. Just because bullets won’t kill me is no reason for me to go hunting situations like I was in right now. Bullets hurt when they hit me, for crying out loud. I was so upset by the whole mess that I could have cheerfully fired back at all three of the groups who seemed to think they were participating in ‘Wild West Night’. Of course I didn’t. Two of these groups were allegedly on my side. One consisted of a four man OSS team and the other an...
As it turned out, it was three nights before I was able to deliver Sally May back to her home and family. By then I was walking kinda crooked. For someone who just wanted to experiment before settling down, I found she had been imaginative and down right insatiable. Just my kind of girl. Sally lived in a tiny rural community that in a strange way I felt right at home in. Her family was a wonderful group of down to earth people that reminded me of my own. Little formal education was overcome...
(Cadiz, Spain, 1805) In today’s movies, and in the romantic tales before them running all the way back to Homer, the hero or heroine never spends hours in the dripping rain. Cold, wet and miserable are simply glossed over in favor of thrills and romance. Just because I’m a vampire doesn’t mean I WANT to be out in the cold and damp instead of toasting in front of a nice, warm fire with my feet up. I pulled my cloak closer around me, waiting for whoever, or whatever was going to show up for...
(The Pacific Ocean, 1998) (This chapter is just for fun. I think Bridget deserves it.) This was impossible. This was ridiculous. This could not be happening. It had never happened before, not in 400 plus years. But it was! Frantically I rushed for the bathroom, my hands clasped over my mouth. I barely made it there before my stomach gave a heave, bringing up nothing at all. I knelt there, my head spinning as the deck gave another lurch under me. I debated crawling back to the bed and...
After the abortive attempt to catch our killer vampire, Robert and I went into a huddle and decided to separate. No matter how we managed to catch up with this guy, we were going to need serious back up when we did. There are two organizations that train to deal with vampires gone wild. Since the first was the FBI’s Hostage Rescue Team, Robert headed to Quantico. As my Agency time had included stints with the Army Special Forces all the way back to Southeast Asia, I caught a ride with him. The...
I could hear someone groaning. After a moment I realized that it was, of course, me. How many times over the centuries had I woke up like this? Too many to count, and certainly more than I remembered. Damn it was dark in here. For a moment I had no idea where ‘here’ was. The memories flooded back, the cavern, the family, the old man and most of all Thorfinn. The torches must have all burned out while I lay unconscious. I tried to move. I could barely bend my arms or flex my fingers. I was...
Mike’s deep voice smothered everyone else’s hurried questions. ‘What is it Bridget?’ ‘Vampires feed from blood. But Thorfinn has been taking an enormous amount, more than he needs, more actually than he can drink. He’s accumulating the blood, and the power it gives him, for a sacrifice. For a summoning.’ ‘Summoning what?’ Sue inquired. ‘I don’t know for sure, but you can bet its not going to anything we are going to like.’ I thought about it for a moment. ‘Probably one of the Norse gods, or...
(The West Coast of Africa, 1684) I frantically dug into the soft floor of the jungle, one eye fixed on the growing light appearing in the Eastern sky. My hands scooped dirt, rotted vegetation, fallen branches and anything else they encountered, flinging it in a pile beside the shallow trench I knelt in. The triple canopy overhead was thick enough to filter most of the day’s sunlight. I just prayed it would filter enough. I was out of time. I took the woven mat of branches and leaves I had...
I studied the woman in front of me. White hair. Wrinkles. Posture somewhat stooped. Glasses with what seemed like half a dozen different lenses in them. The only thing that seemed to be the same anymore were the eyes. They were still green, still alive and interested. The rest of her… when did she get so old? I sighed and turned away from the mirror. I settled back into my chair, looking out of the back of the house though the open French doors. It was green and beautiful. Spring was here and...
The foursome gathered around me. I sat on the couch with Linda on one side and Sue on the other. Pat nestled in her husband’s lap in the big chair facing us. I don’t doubt that my eyes grew misty and far away. I wasn’t seeing the room, but rather the soft rolling green hills and dales of Ireland. I knew that the faint traces that remained of my Irish accent grew stronger the longer I talked. ************ I was born the eighth and final child to my parents, Michael and Mary O’Brien. Five...
Its not often that I am completely tongue-tied, especially after over 400 hundred years of talking at all opportunities. This was one of them. I stood there with my mouth open and my brain in a whirl. Here he was, alive, my god more than alive. ‘He still looked incredible’, remarked the part of my brain that never seemed to sleep and always noticed these things. ‘They told me you were dead,’ Myron said quietly, his eyes not leaving mine. Oh, boy. I couldn’t figure out to break the news to him...
(Washington, D.C. 1862) ‘Oh crap, crap, CRAP,’ I muttered under my breath as I saw the hooded figures pass the alleyway where I was precariously balanced on a stack of wooden crates. I redoubled my efforts with the pick head I was using to chip the cement from around a pair of steel bars. ‘What is it?’ replied a soft Southern voice from inside the tiny room I was trying to open. ‘They’re here. They’re here now.’ I said. ‘I thought we had more time.’ I put the pick aside, its tip blunted from...
(Georgia, 1838) ‘Its official,’ Daniel Ross spoke in bitter tones. ‘The removal is going to take place.’ ‘There’s nothing that can be done?’ Dani Ross, his sister asked. Her voice was resigned. She was as intelligent as she was beautiful and knew the answer already. I suppose she was hoping for some surprise that would change everything. ‘No. The so-called treaty has been ratified by the Senate and President Jackson has ordered the Army to begin ‘moving the Cherokee to their new home’.’ The...
It’s my first day officially in my new condo. The day is largely over, and night is fast approaching. I currently live alone, and now that I have finished moving my stuff in, I can relax a bit. It’s Thursday now, and I don't start till next week so I have a few days before my job officially starts. I now officially work as a secretary at the nearby Clinic. These extra days off will finally give me some time to get to know the area, and maybe make some new friendships. At the very least I can...
Things naturally changed a bit around the von Greiner house when Karl openly took his twin sister Kirsten as a lover. Dad announced the next morning over breakfast that there were some new rules concerning sex and relationships, for those who didn't already know. He wanted no one in the dark about the new situation. "Your mothers and I want to make this clear. First, no one has sex with anyone against that person's will. That is still rape and it won't be tolerated around here. Secondly,...
Liam knocked nervously on Gina's door. A week had gone by since the neighbors had a chance to talk. "Hey, Liam! What's up?" "I have a huge favor to ask. And I'm telling you upfront, it isn't a fair one." Gina's curiosity was piqued as she opened her door to allow Liam in. "I just came back from a walk. Let me grab some water and I'll be right with you. Want one?" Gina retrieved two waters from the kitchen. When she returned to the living room, she noticed Liam wringing his...
The next Thursday night Liam was sitting in his living room, paying very little attention to the show on his TV. He heard pounding on Gina's door and peeked through his peephole to see who it was. Just as he suspected, it was Chris. He never liked Chris, and only tolerated him because he was dating Gina -- Liam valued Gina's friendship. He watched at his door, listening as the events unfolded. "I told you, Chris, I'm not in the mood tonight. I've got a migraine." "You always say...
Liam prepared a light dinner of salad and hot sandwiches and the couple lounged in the living room while they ate. After finishing, he cleaned up the dishes and changed into pajama pants and a t-shirt. "It's getting late, Gina; why don't you take my bed?" offered Liam. "Where will you sleep?" "I still fit on the sofa. It's not that bad." "Look, why don't I just go back over to my apartment? It's not like it's a long way away!" "I want you close by in case something happens...
Liam went to the restaurant early for his Saturday shift. He left Gina working diligently on her projects. A couple times before and after the lunch rush Liam snuck away so he could call Gina to check up on her. Each time, he was rewarded with her teasing and sarcastic remarks about his concern. Liam always hung up his phone smiling. Dinnertime was busier than expected and Liam didn't get another chance to call Gina. As he walked down the hallway to his apartment, he contemplated what he...
When Liam returned from work Tuesday night, Gina was waiting up in his apartment. "Hey Gina, what's up?" "What do you mean? I thought you'd like that I was here." "Oh, I do." Liam pulled Gina into his arms and planted a heated kiss on her lips. "However, it's pretty late and I expected to see you in my bed not on my sofa." "I called my mother tonight." "Oh. Hold that thought." Liam locked his door and turned off the lights. He kept his arm around Gina as they silently...
The holiday visit passed quickly. When the young couple said good-bye, every eye was wet. Liam and Gina drove home in silence. Gina stayed at Liam's apartment that night. He made love to her with all the passion he felt. The couple fell into a deep sleep quickly. During the night, Liam woke with a start. He could feel his Bridget with him again. In his head, he heard her voice. She's at peace. Liam sat up in bed and looked over at his nightstand. He stared at his phone and within seconds,...
(Washington, D.C. 1862) "Oh crap, crap, CRAP," I muttered under my breath as I saw the hooded figures pass the alleyway where I was precariously balanced on a stack of wooden crates. I redoubled my efforts with the pick head I was using to chip the cement from around a pair of steel bars. "What is it?" replied a soft Southern voice from inside the tiny room I was trying to open. "They're here. They're here now." I said. "I thought we had more time." I put the pick aside, its tip...
(Cadiz, Spain, 1805) In today's movies, and in the romantic tales before them running all the way back to Homer, the hero or heroine never spends hours in the dripping rain. Cold, wet and miserable are simply glossed over in favor of thrills and romance. Just because I'm a vampire doesn't mean I WANT to be out in the cold and damp instead of toasting in front of a nice, warm fire with my feet up. I pulled my cloak closer around me, waiting for whoever, or whatever was going to show up for...
(The West Coast of Africa, 1684) I frantically dug into the soft floor of the jungle, one eye fixed on the growing light appearing in the Eastern sky. My hands scooped dirt, rotted vegetation, fallen branches and anything else they encountered, flinging it in a pile beside the shallow trench I knelt in. The triple canopy overhead was thick enough to filter most of the day's sunlight. I just prayed it would filter enough. I was out of time. I took the woven mat of branches and leaves I had...