[This is chapter 1 of a five-chapter completed novella, to be finished posting 8 August 2020.] June, 1864, Wellington Place plantation, on the James River, between Richmond and Williamsburg, Virginia It was no surprise that there would be changes—and probably not for the best—when James Matthew's brother, John, arrived from Mississippi to take up the inher...
Permit me to introduce myself. My name is Jake. Having just celebrated my 18th birthday, my family decided to throw a grandiose party. While I was not keen on the idea of a celebration, I was happy that I would be in the company of some good friends. My parents were well off and loved me very much. I was an only child and as such I needed to be loved by ever...
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All was arranged, and it was with light hearts and in anticipation of the removal of the last annoying inconvenience that stopped me from fully enjoying the wealth of my property that we rode back home. My son, Hilaron's, entry into his estate would be celebrated well that night with a small party. I had invited a few young men of the local area to attend a...
I had just arrived to the property. It was a beautiful Tudor style home in northern Massachusetts. It was secluded, sitting on acres of land. I had experience with homes of this size and value, as I have been a top producing real estate agent for many years now. I walked to the front door and proceeded to ring the bell. A moment later, the sound of the doo...
HEAVENLY INTERVENTION TURNS DUDE GAY There is an outcropping of stone and cement just outside my parent's swimming pool that separates the street, which lies fourteen feet below, from the green security fence. I've live here for 12 years since my Dad bought the place and I'd never seen anything like what happened that morning. It changed my life forever. I...
I am a retired widower and have been taking road trips of a week or ten days through the west. This trip took me to Arizona and today I was in Scottsdale looking at a property I own there. I had checked the property and spent the night in a nice hotel and was having breakfast at a nearby coffee shop. I like to wear panties and bras and have gotten rather bo...
I had always loved sitting in the rain. Here, on my parent's property, we have a private lake surrounded by the woods. It's as if it was just randomly placed on the property. Being the only child I was the only one to ever venture out there being it was at least a fifteen minute walk from our house. Although sometimes my friends and I would all go swimming o...
This story continues my earlier saga, "Reunited - 44 Years Later." It does not explode into sexual content as did the original. Patrick must deal with wife and family, decide what he feels the future holds, and make his move. The author retains all copyrights. * Part 1 Life has changed for Patrick. He regularly emails Robert and they talk on the phone at...
My second time with Beni. He's an Indian guy, about 50, with a long beard. This time we're in a hotel out near the airport. He paid for it. I think he regards me as his property, sexually, at least. But he's respectful, and that's what counts. As soon as we enter the room he says we should strip to our underpants. I do so, and admire the view as he removes...