I guess it may have been because of my mother—and of the strange beliefs my grandmother formed around her. Up until the time my grandmother's ill health coincided with me being old enough to go to college, I'd been kept in the dark about so many things. I knew that my mother must have done some really, really bad things from the way that my grandmother just...
"Can you let me see it?" Father Paul asked. "My, my, what a very nice, big one." Luther stood shyly at the church door at the end of mass while Father Paul took the picture the young man had been drawing during his homily from his hand and examined it with an interest that didn't seem too feigned. Luther had trouble sitting through the church service. He al...
Hey guys! I know it's been almost a month since I last posted, but this chapter's been ready for more than two weeks, I just didn't have time to post for personal reasons, but I'll try to start posting more regularly now. "Oh god, Steven!" moaned Danny as I pushed into him. "Yes! Oh god, yes!" I bit my lip and groaned. His hole was so tight, and it w...
From the author: Hey everyone. I hope everyone is doing alright. I deeply apologize for not writing more and faster. Due to school, personal things, and major writer's block, I just could not do it. But with the help from my new computer I hope to get typing sooner! For this entry, I decided to correct my mistakes. Please enjoy the edited version of The Fall...
Chapter 1: I Don't Want to Be Here! I was begrudgingly unpacking my first suitcase, looking around at my new suite with utter distain, when my mom burst through the door with a sympathetic smile. "I thought this place would be so small, but this room alone is bigger than um... remember the trailer in Texas?" she said holding a box of DVD's that I took from...
"Jack? Jack Lane?" It was the third tentative search for confirmation he'd received since he had entered the bar at Melbourne, Florida's, Radisson Suite Oceanfront Hotel. Because of the swirl of the crowd, he'd only made it about fifteen feet into the room. The open bar was another good twenty-five feet away, and his primary mission now was to reach that bar...
I froze in the middle of talking about the next season of the Bangkok Chopin Society at the ambassador's residence, as the ambassador walked into and around the side of the room to get into another room. I don't know if I audibly gulped or not, but none of the women—and the few men—sitting in a circle of upholstered chairs and couches in the commodious room...
Note: All sexually involved characters in this story are Eighteen years of age or older. There is a young, gay boy, 15 year old Fernando, whose father has kicked him out (which happens way too often in real life) and CPS (Child Protective Services) have placed him with foster parents, a married straight couple. There is no direct, or implied, sexual activity...
Even knowing that I would need to figure tonight out somehow, I couldn't help but smile. What an incredible night. I made myself a coffee and sat at the table, still wearing my special lingerie. I tried to focus on my posture, sitting with my shoulders back, back arched and chest forward. I crossed my legs in a feminine fashion and sipped my coffee delicatel...
Chapter 26 - The Aphrodisiacal Properties of Intersectionality and Juxtaposition I greeted Preston with a quick kiss. His mouth wasn't exactly designed for such short-shrift, but I was already running behind, and if I indulged in the kind of kisses his lips demanded, I'd miss our presentation altogether. And, so, small peck it was. Mike and Dr. Collins...