Scheduled StoriesNext:None scheduled at this moment.Next Empty Day:Mon, Dec 9th
Hello loyal readers,
I am currently sick in bed with a sinusitis and a fever which Advils and Tylenols are having a hard time dealing with.
“Hi, I am Olivia. You’re Chloe and Stephanie ?”
“Yes”, Stephanie replied as I sat on the mattress as far away as I could from them.
After the talk with Kylie, I was sure I would have a good night sleep, but instead, there was a knock on the door which make me jump from my bed.
The drive home after work was just as exciting, with Jill caressing my thighs when we weren’t in traffic and making lustful comments about how hot she was.
That evening, Catherine was sent home twice. Once to Lucy’s old apartment to collect clothes and bid farewell to her neighbours who might have been worried about her. A second time to her old apartment where she would continue her life as if nothing had happened.
Just as I was usually naked except when Dorothy wanted me to dress up, Simon was forced to stay entirely without clothes, but of course, cannot remove his chastity belt.
When an online writer who decides to publish daily chapters of his stories has a buffer, it’s kind of like a net for a circus performer.
So there I was, standing in front of a bed with 12 people currently having sexual activities. I wouldn’t say they were having sex, simply because a lot of the action didn’t seem to be directly sexual.
I never know when to arrive at events. I guess we once again arrived way too early because at the BDSM club, my initial impression was that only one patron was actually present on site.
After I came back from the Orchard, I decided to sit on a bench in the town center, wondering how I should use my leadership skills to contribute to the share when Rita, our town elder sat next to me.
I barely slept during the night, so when the sun began peeking on the horizon and illuminating my blinds, I jumped out of bed and once again tried all my clothes.
Sadly, I am only human and that means that my creative writing process can be easily disrupted.
It’s been 12 months in a row that I have been writing more or less every day, since I began writing Suzy and Jill in the end of May 2010, and 11 months since I began publishing articles online.
I recently found an old visio drawing of the floor plan for the apartment suites in Susanna, and with my current week, I thought it would be a perfect occasion to share it with you.
Steven came back for me shortly after Ryan had left.
He was carrying a chair, but he sat on it backwards, his arms resting on the back rest.
When Ellie initially mentioned the idea of going out to a public BDSM dungeon, I was completely against it. At least, she had the decency to ask me while Richard was in class to ensure I wasn’t shocked. After all, it’s not like it would be him performing in public.