For about the twentieth time, I seriously considered getting up and running away while I still had the chance. The only thing that stopped me from escaping the restaurant was the fact that if I did, I would be blowing this Scott guy off. I didn't even want to be on this blind date, but everything happened so fast. Kaleb, one of the men working with me at C...
Chapter One: Earliest Time I have no memory of a beginning. From the time I first had any sense of being alive, all of my efforts were taken up with trying to find enough berries, nuts, and leaves that wouldn't sicken me to make me able to move in the forest and shelter under low-lying branches when the threat of the elements or the Others arose. Even in sa...
Author's note: I tried my best to be accurate (scientifically, biologically, and otherwise) when writing this story, but there might be some mistakes. +++++ "Hey, Grant!" I hadn't seen him in months, but I would have recognized his face anywhere. It had been a while and he reached out, asking if we could catch up over lunch. He jumped a little like...
Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** "Ready?" Damon asked quietly. "Yes." Tristan sighed. "Let's go." It was Saturday morning. Damon and his friends were spending the day in Damon's house since it was his turn to host their Saturday morning get-together. He had told Tristan to come join them so he could officiall...
Despite the fact that he’d only seen Alicia Wilton a few times around town, Jamie found himself trusting the woman. Her manner reminded him of Megan’s, warm and open, not the kind of woman who’d keep secrets or lie to him. Jamie relaxed just a fraction, more than he would have thought possible under the circumstances. Alicia plopped her briefcase down on th...
At the age of 36, you would think that your sexual preferences are set. Well did I ever discover that my tastes could change. I was working for myself out of a shop I built behind my house. This was the ideal location I thought as I could work when I wanted to and do as I pleased with my free time. There was always something about my Fed-Ex guy that was very...
**** Thank you so much to those who have been reading this story. I hope you will have as much fun as I had when I was writing this story, probably more. Thank you so much for your support in the previous chapters. I really appreciate it. Enjoy........... **** Henry looked in the mirror and he couldn't believe that it was his reflection that he was seeing...
Part 19: Replaying and Foreshadowing I woke up from a bad dream sometime in the middle of the night; I didn't even check the clock to see when. The dream was about Tim. We were in a strange room with a huge curtain across one wall. Tim had me drop my pants and underpants to my ankles. He wouldn't let me take them off; he liked how it made me look awkward. H...
Peter telephones Robert for anal sex to finish what he started on the train. "Hello?" "Hi Robert. This is Peter. I, um, met you on the—" "I know who you are Peter," said Robert. "It's not every day that a stranger pulls up my dress, pulls down my panties, and fucks me up the ass on a crowded train," he said with a laugh. "Please call me Roberta." "I was...
Julia and I had just finished making love. Well, that wasn't really true. We never quote-unquote made love. We fucked, maybe, but there was very little love there -- our frantic thrusts and loud cries were more a way of getting out our mutual aggression. I was pretty sure the whole house could hear the strain on the bed as we angrily thumped against it. Oh w...