Was getting out of the car a good decision? No, probably not her best one, but she needed answers. Sitting in her car isn’t going to fix help either. She grabbed her mace… just in case. The interior was every bit the local greasy spoon of old. Countertops made of blue Formica, wrapped with the …
Laura was intentionally avoiding reading the journal. After the reading of the will, she went home and refused to take it out of her bag. Then she’d gotten caught up with school and then life in general, and then it just felt easier to leave it alone. She just don’t have the energy required to …
Laura struggled not to slip into a depression. Sleep was difficult that night after the funeral. It wasn’t like she had an easy time with sleep anyway, but she’d been incredibly unsettled. Tossing and turning in fits, she thought about her family between nightmares centering around her grandfather rising up and slaughtering people. After hours …
We had an agreement in our relationship. Once a week, she picked out his underwear. It was a reversal of their dynamic. They weren’t in a D/s relationship of any sort, but he usually took the lead. But on Wednesday, she directed him. She’d wake him at six am, her lips wrapped around his cock. …
Laura hated funerals. Loathed donning the black outfit of mourning and sitting in the pews with weeping family and friends while the pastor spoke of the afterlife. She believed in god, but listening to this was more than she could handle. She didn’t want to stare at a still body that wasn’t the person she …
Where does she go? I’d been living with my roommate, Ginnifer, for three months and her schedule was erratic at best. Supposedly, she was a daycare worker somewhere in town. A nine to five job at best. Except, she was never home. Working off shifts myself, I just kind of attributed it to having a …