Ryan was in a good mood that day–normally he was a happy, cheerful man who was always enthusiastic about his job, that of being an assistant to the world famous pop singer Rihanna.
But for three weeks now, he had become something else. The 5’11 ex-
Ryan had just witnessed the most awesome scene of his life. Dumbfounded, he walked out of the recording studio both as the two superstars dressed themselves again. He turned off the video function on his Blackberry; for once, the power was in the low
I kind of have a crush you see.. On a girl named Jess. She’s three years older than i am; and i’m sixteen. I like Jess very much, but she is kindof off limits. She’s been the on and off girlfriend of my 21 year old brother.
He hurts her: alot. He
Seriously, who wouldn’t want these two to get together? This is a fictional story about Rihanna’s soundboard editor, who prefers to be called Ryan, witnessing Katy Perry and Rihanna getting it on on the soundstage.
It was a warm, humid summer day. R
Theresa had always been one to “love thy neighbor”, to use a common phrase. She was always the one who brought over Christmas cookies, or Easter gifts, or in general was the friendliest person in the neighborhood. But when Ashya moved in next door, t
After a long day at work and a torturous meeting, I sit in a booth located in the corner of my favourite restaurant, enjoying a drink and noticing the place is slow. Just when I am reaching for my briefcase sitting by my feet, a pair of 6 inch, blac
Holly opened her door and threw her backpack onto her bed as she walked into the bathroom. It was a Friday afternoon, and she had to go out to Laura’s 18th birthday party in 30 minutes. Holly also had to drive, which would take 15 or so minutes, so
I went to the mall one day, oh great my favorite store was on the third floor and I didn’t feel like going up the stairs so I decided to try the elevator instead. I didn’t like elevators much for the fear that they might get stuck, I went into one a
You would think that, after twenty years of living in Northern England, the bitter and biting cold winters would no longer affect me. Well, ordinarily they wouldn’t, but this winter was different. This winter, for the first time in two years, I am
My story starts at the beginning of last summer, when my husband Simon and I moved to a new town in Southern England, along with our two young sons, and into a newly built house on a brand new housing development.
Being the shy person that I was in the past, I never had the guts to try something different and erotic. That is, until I met Cassandra. I met her in night school that I attended couple times a week and we hit it off right away. Sometimes when we hun
Today is a Saturday night. Some people known it as date night or clubbing night. However for me, it’s just another ordinary day, like any other day of the week. I have no plans, no boyfriend, and all my friends are either busy with their own boyfri
It all started when I found out that my best friend was dating the hottest girl in school. She and I used to talk about them having sex, and every time we did, it made me want her more and more. Finally one night we all went to a party at her house.
Sarah sat at her desk bored and ready for the day to be over, she muddled around trying to look busy but had nothing to do. As the clock seemed to slow down she decided to check her email for the thousand time in the last hour, hoping for something i
Molly and Jill enter Jill’s snug and seductive little home in the sky above desolate Hackney. The walls are a pale orange colour and the flat feels warm and welcoming. The gas fire is on and giving lots of heat.
– Oh what a lovely view! sa
I was very excited because I was going to get my very first tattoo. I waited until I was twenty four before I decided to get inked for the first time. Mainly because I was a daughter of a minister and had a job as a professional swimsuit model and bo
Being a rich Georgian socialite, I didn’t have the need to work like the common people of the world. I found myself spending most of my days attending various events like gallery openings and mid-afternoon tea parties, which made my life extremely du