Chapter 08: The Cup and Eagle Mrs. Featherwink thrust her fat fingers into the empty space beneath the floorboards and felt around in the hope that it wasn't gone. Her fortune. Her future. Dried mouse droppings rolled in the dust as she scrabbled at the empty space. She pushed her hand farther and touched nothing but shit and wood. If it had not been for th...
[This is a completed five-chapter GM novella that will complete posting by mid-July 2019.] *** I now understand that my subconscious was miles ahead of my "surface" brain on knowing what I wanted. Male models apparently are as justly characterized as thick brained as female models are reputed to be. I suppose I was more narcissistic in my youth and early a...
[This is chapter one of six chapters of a completed work, which will post by the middle of May, 2020.] Johann heard her, singing in a low, sultry tone, as she moved to the shower house behind the lean-to he slept in. Christina wasn't exactly being quiet, but Johann was sure he knew that getting his attention was her intent. She had been doing whatever she c...
Seth just stood there, staring at him. “Philip, why would you do something like that? You know how Nate feels about our folks. I remember telling you myself.” Phillip just shrugged. “They gave birth to him, and that gives them the right to know. Maybe now he’ll quite being such a spoiled brat about the whole thing, and they’ll be able to forgive him.” Br...
Author's Note: Thanks so much to those who have left feedback so far! It means a lot to hear that people are enjoying the story. I know it's a little light on sex for this site, but there will be some more later. Feel free to send me an email. I love communicating with readers. Hope you continue to enjoy. ***** I did not wake until close to noon. Marie ha...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. As fiction, the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be un...
"Oui, Oui! Baise-moi! Baise-moi!—Yes, yes, fuck me! Comme ça! Plus profound!—Like that. Deeper." I lay on the plastic sheeting on the hotel room bed, my hands gripping the brass rungs of the headboard overhead, my eyes wide, focused on the suddenly cruel smile on the face of the French businessman sitting next to me on the bed. The ceiling fan in the hot Ni...
WARNING: This series depicts acts of cruelty and non-consensual sex. "GUARD-GUARD-PLEASE-PLEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...." Oka pulled me onto his cot. I tried to fight but he was too strong. He pushed me on my back then knelt between my legs. His powerful hands grabbed my ankles and pulled them apart and pushed them over my head. I felt cool air on my exposed...
In an earlier story, Mom's Boyfriend, I detailed how I got into a relationship with Joe, a man that my mother was dating back when I was 19. Joe was a man's man, but while he had a thing for the ladies, he also had a thing for young men. My mother happened to walk in on us just as Joe was putting that "thing" into me in bed. She went ballistic, and was even...
I was sitting at a small table in the corner of the cocktail lounge trying to relax and analyze what I had just heard and figure out what I was going to do for an income now that I was unemployed. I was angry and mystified. I had spent the last 2 days, in a hotel conference room, listening to hostile strangers tell me they had just bought the defense contr...