Chapter 8: In a Grain of Sand The ride home gave me far too much time to think. About Sid and Alan. About boinking. I started to fret. What will finally happen when we get home? Will I chicken out? Can something that big fit into such as small hole? Even worse-- what if Sid changed his mind? Gravel crunching under the tires of Alan's Olds told me we'r...
I hope this chapter will ease some fears and tie up some burning questions. This chapter is a doozy! There's a lot of ground to cover so it's an extra-long addition this time. Longest one yet, by far. I hope you enjoy it! There are still more chapters on the way...and a possibility of a side line extension once this main series comes to a close. Fingers c...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. *** Hello guys and welcome to the eighth chapter of this lovely series. I love you guys a lot and I thank you for your love and all your comments in the previous chapter. It shows that you guys really love this story a lot. I appreciate that. Get hooked with me even as we reach the grand finale. It's sad to say tha...
Moulton-Midmarsh Reform School Its Foundation, Rise and Demise An imaginary tale set in the early twentieth century By Jason Land ***** Chapter 1 My name is Martin Fairweather. I am professor and head of the History Department at the Fenwide University, one of those institutes of higher learning created in that push by the governments in the 1980s an...
1-29-2015 I tossed the towel up over the shower door once my hair was fairly dry. It was raining outside, as it did so often here in the City, so I wasn't too concerned with the damp. My hat would keep my head warm, anyway. Looking down at the bed kept a smile on my face as I dressed. Looking at my face you wouldn't think I smiled all that much. It was a f...
Hello my lovely readers. Before diving into this chapter I'd like to welcome you and thank you for reading the previous chapters. I really hope you'll like and find it interesting. Feel free to comment, give your views and rate this story. I love you guys a lot. Enjoy... **** The alarm by the tiny table on the bed side suddenly rang, bringing Adrian back t...
+++++ Author's Note: This is a direct sequel to the previously published story "Stray Kitten." +++++ There's several distinct kinds of "exhausted," and we have all experienced several. There's "I just spent the last 18 hours on planes" exhausted, "I just finished cramming for an exam tomorrow" exhausted, and others, but for my money there's nothing qui...
I was reluctant, but my ex-boyfriend Brian talked me into going to his younger brothers graduation pool party. We were sitting in my car in the parking lot of the liquor store. He had bought two kegs of beer and I helped load them in the car. "Why should I torture myself staring at all those eighteen year-old hard bodies?" I jokingly asked him. "Because yo...
Love, what is love? Is it when a man and woman love each other, a woman and woman love one another or a man and man love one another? Those I get but does that work with Mythical creates like Vampires, Werewolves, and others. Ha um... Maybe I should intrudes myself to you all my name is Silver Winter, and yes that is my real name. All of my main family membe...
Chapter One: Scarred Wedged in the crowd in Times Square below the CNN big screen, next to the tower on top of which Anderson Cooper and Andy Cohen were cavorting and waving to the crowd, Nick felt Steven Saylor pull him in close. Someone near them was starting the countdown on the ball drop ushering in 2018 early by thirty seconds and others were taking up...